i know that love is strange,
and simple as despair,
to feel and hear, "you cannot win,"
and say, "i do not care."

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i know that love is strange,
and simple as despair,
to feel and hear, "you cannot win,"
and say, "i do not care."
petting my fuzzy mammal friend. extremely gently
two pebbles
When we were kids, like six or seven years old, my brother would draw comics of the superhero he created called "Mr what's-his-name", who was a wealthy cat with a top hat and monocle and cane who would walk up to bank robbers while they were taking giant sacks of money out of the bank vault, beat the shit out of them, then tell the police and press "oh no I don't need any reward I am already wealthy" and leave.
Mr what's-his-name did not have a secret identity. He was the millionaire talking cat mayor. (Bipedal talking animals were normal in this world and, so far as I remember, full human citizens.) What's-his-name was his legal surname, which caused endless debate between my brother and I re: his wife's name, which my brother listed as "Mrs what's-her-name" and I insisted should be "Mrs what's-his-name" unless she kept her maiden name and it was coincidentally appropriate. (She did not.)
I don't remember if either of these wealthy cats ever had first names.
"oh ryland. only you would cry over a bunch of rocks."
I just wanna keep drawing them as babies
Grace's enclosure has windows with signs outside saying things like
'Savior Teacher Lover of Life from Across the Stars Friend Grace
For the benefit of our dear alien you currently stand in a beam of 'light' so he can 'see' you. Please offer a wave or a couple taps to say hello. Please only a few taps if he doesn't tap back as it can be a stressor. Thank you for engaging with Savior Teacher Lover of Love from Across the Stars Friend Grace.'
And not only does this boost morale for Grace its a huge attraction for the Eridians. Even after years and years people come to wave and tap with Grace everyday. Fourth favorite place in the biosphere after his classroom, his ocean (still blows his mind that he has an ocean-that they made him an ocean- that Rocky and Adrian made him an ocean), and his house.
Zuko was wrong, actually. (I think.maybe.) Because juice, like, comes from the moisture in thing thing and then you remove the non-liquid bits, whereas in (most?) tea, you infuse the leaves with water instead of relying on the inherent water. True hot leaf juice would be if you extracted liquid from a couple leaves and heated it up, which would be expensive and probably bitter but a fun way to do it
Thank you, Professor Sokka
Boiling things in water in order to transfer flavor and other qualities into the water is, however, the standard way of making broth. Therefore, tea is just a very specific kind of vegetable soup.
Zuko: Welcome to Pao's Leaf Broths home of the world's weakest vegetable soup may I take your order
Uncle: *despair for his family intensifies*
I love it when a classicist has clearly gotten so lost in the BCE sauce that their perception of time has become deeply warped. Case in point: the article I’m currently reading just described the Byzantine era as “a period relatively modern.”
Stop that’s too funny
I mean. in the broad scope of human history. byzantine like. went up until about 570 years ago. and in the scope of human existence that's like. very smol. we started farming roughly 10,000 to 12,000 years ago.
if we figure out what percent of human existence 570 years is out of that time we get like. 6%. is 6% a long time ago? is it a big number? no. is smol time. it only seems big time because nobody lives 570 years except particularly dedicated species of jellyfish and trees and potentially turtles.
It's a lot healthier to go for a daily walk than to sign up for a gym membership you won't be using because you hate that kind of exercise. It's a lot healthier to eat a frozen meal than to skip a meal because you were too tired to cook something healthy. It's a lot healthier to take a quick shower than to procrastinate an elaborate routine for days. Don't aim so high that you won't be hitting anything!
this is actually really helpful and affirming thanks
*in tears* Thanks kitty, I needed this...
Shout out to the (many) times I got called an elitist gatekeeper for saying that the only real way to fully understand a work of fiction is to experience it firsthand and that summaries and reviews are not a replacement for that
Me, reading the first 80% of the post: What do you mean, "experience it firsthand"? How am I supposed to join the Hunger Games or go on the Odyssey?
Me, reading the final clause of the post: Oh, you literally meant that people have to read the book/listen to the audiobook in order to fully understand it. And people got mad. Oh dear.
To quote what a friend of mine said after she watched Jerry Maguire (1996) for the first time, having thought she knew what it was about because of its cultural ubiquity: “you miss a lot of a movie when you don’t watch it”
I do enjoy a good visual gag, and an old favorite of mine is “there is Math on a Board in the background that contextually makes no sense.” This broadly comes in 3 flavors I enjoy:
• the board is in front of a classroom, and the Math is waaay too advanced for whatever level of pupil these kids are supposed to be; like having the calculus integral in front of kindergartners, or relativistic physics in front of high schoolers.
• the board is in front of Criminals, who are Planning Something, and by all rights there ought to be no Math there to begin with. Like. You’re planning a Heist why do you have the Full Lagrangian on there. Are we taking a rocket to the bank.
• the characters are super-genius science fiction people. The Math is “Pi≈3.24” with an unlabeled pie chart.
stop looking so cutieful youve got assignments to finish grading
gee adrian how come you get to have two saviours of the universe
I have just learned that Mountain Goats are NOT, in fact, actual Goats.
I have never heard of this band. I AM in fact referring to the animal.
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