Artist: Tim Brierley
Posting this for my soul cat Kenzie (she passed a few years ago but I still think of her every single day) and for everyone else who has lost someone they love. โค๏ธ
trying on a metaphor
Sade Olutola
AnasAbdin

Discoholic ๐ชฉ
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@theartofmadeline
Misplaced Lens Cap

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
KIROKAZE
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Monterey Bay Aquarium

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Love Begins
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

izzy's playlists!

JBB: An Artblog!

Kaledo Art
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@taigamerlin
Artist: Tim Brierley
Posting this for my soul cat Kenzie (she passed a few years ago but I still think of her every single day) and for everyone else who has lost someone they love. โค๏ธ
I want to highly recommend two tools for helping you with this very sad situation, which you must use before it happens.
The first is this wonderful script that will automatically add key information (that you choose) like author, title, summary, etc to your bookmark notes so you at least know what got deleted.
The second is this incredible bulk downloader for AO3. Input any AO3 page (such as your bookmarks page) and tell it what format you want to download in and it will just.... DOWNLOAD IT ALL!! I run it every few months so that I have all my bookmarks downloaded in my preferred EPUB format. That way I know I always have my favorites downloaded in case they ever get deleted.
With the combination of these two, I can look in my bookmarks, see what was deleted, and easily find it in my downloads. It's such a relief to have my own fic library is all my favs!
Let me add my life saver, an absolute wonderful add-on, ao3 saver:
https://addons.mozilla.org/en-US/android/addon/ao3-saver/
It automatically saves evey fic you visit so you have a backup if the fic is ever erased. No more mysterious bookmarks lost forever.
Also if you go to the page of an erased fic, it not only gives you the option to check on ao3 saver in case you have it saved, but also in archive.org in case someone ever did a backup there.
If the lungs aren't enough, I feel John here should be proud of his eloquence and Pratchett-level prose
Oh no.... not my bed and my pillows and my blankies..... sure would suck if I.... got snug as a bug in there.... whatever would I do......
admittedly i know little of the subject but one would think, at 45 years of age, he would be a ryan goose by now
i am banned from eating my herring inside. they make me eat it on the smoking area by the loading dock, under the theory that it already smells bad there. but it was raining today which was preventing my breakfast, so i was feeling sad and hungry and then i realized that there was a large cardboard box in the dumpster from a previous delivery. like a fridge sized box. so i fished it out of the dumpster, then tipped it on its side and had a nice little cardboard cave to watch the rain and eat my fish in. which was a great experience. very soothing. very zen. at least until the security guard from the day before stepped outside to smoke. then i tried hiding from him by crawling deeper in the box, which unfortunately did not work. instead he saw a sort of damp sniveling pale hairless creature eating fish in a box, and delivered the verbal killshot of "good morning, mr. smeagol." which is how my day was ruined before 8 am.
you're not allowed to bring wireless devices into classified areas and a security guy noticed a square phone-ish shape in my pocket so he asked me to show him what it was and i had to show him my can of pocket herring :/
artists depiction of event
There is literally nothing more powerful on this planet than taking a 15 minute walk twice every day.
If you have ADHD like me, walk 15 minutes twice a day like your life depends on it.
should we not be on our phones during 15 minute walk, boss?
That phone is better off dead than in your hands.
Take a musician's advice: without.
But... but it's cold...
Jacket
โThere are many magic rings in this world, Bilbo Baggins, and none of them should be used lightly.โ
-Gandalf the Grey, wielder of Narya the Ring of Fire and also coincidentally maker of the best magic fireworks in the world
make your own foot scrub
feet are pretty hard to make
dont call me a scrub ever again
please stop making me read this
me, adding a new tag to my block list: Iโm so glad my beloved mutual has discovered a new source of joy
none pizza with left beef
It should be a rule of Tumblr to always reblog none pizza with left beef
ive missed you
World Heritage Post
"save me, substance abuse!" i cry. before you can moralize to me about the dangers of addiction, a noble and powerful steed gallops into the room - my horse whom i have named "substance abuse". you learn an important lesson about making assumptions. i snort a line off its back
this reminds me of me and my friendโs horse named Drugs
when i was in middle school me and my friends had a small yellow horse eraser we fondly named โdrugsโ. this lead to a lot of middle school tomfoolery around his name and saying shit like โMaโam, so and so took drugs from meโ and other dumb shit like that.
eventually, our english teacher, Mr. R, caught onto the joke. instead of writing us up or sending us to the principal though, he played along, making similar jokes like โ(name), stop taking drugs.โ โhey. you three. you need to share drugs if heโs going to be at the table.โ โno drugs today, guys?โ so on and so forth.
by the end of the school year it had become a very fond joke between us and this english teacher, so we decided since we were moving onto our freshman year, we decided to give our eng teacher this little yellow horse eraser.
so we go find our english teacher, Mr. R, who was setting up cornhole with our principal and other โbig important peopleโ for our 8th grade graduation party, and we hand him the little eraser.
to which he yells as loudly (and happily) as he can: โYOURE GIVING ME DRUGS?!!โ
i actually went back to visit him before i left for college, and to this day he still has Drugs on his desk, and regularly tells his new students about me and my friends. ty op for reminding me about Drugs the Horse
There's construction (well, mostly destruction) going on next door and I have turned into menwatchingworkers.jpg for highs like these.
you have permission to start birding without knowing anything about identifying birds
As someone who recently picked up birding, and have been super casual about it. I second this. I've just been enjoying looking at the birds around me and learning how to notice them more. Even if I can't identify anything, or I'm unsure because two or more species look similar, I still enjoy just.... Watching nature come and go (including while I'm working at my day job on the 4th floor in a downtown office. So many birds on the windowsills and I don't have time to identify them. Just noticed and appreciate them!)
Fun tips for anyone who wants to get started with identification!
1. Download this guy:
It can identify bird calls and there's a step by step visual identification thingie
2. Do NOT listen to snooty old white man birders who will expect you to know everything about birds, and who care more about getting a good picture than enjoying the experience. I saw a whooping crane a few months ago (!!!!!!!) and I was SO excited, and when I mentioned it to some snooty old white man birders they were like "Yeah I've seen one." I was literally in tears when I saw this bird, and they were such spoilsports about it.
3. Birding has become a lot more popular with both young people and people of color, so if it's something you'd like to do with other people try to track a group down in your area. I personally like to go out alone, but you can learn a lot from other people (who aren't snooty old white men).
And 4. Even if you don't get serious about it it's a great way to appreciate the world around you! You can't tell a chickadee from a blue jay? That's fine! But just noticing the wildlife around you absolutely makes the world feel just a little more magical.
The trick with old white guy birders is to ignore the snooty ones and find the ones who will consensually kidnap you and take you to see cool birds.
A guy I worked with told me about the time he was an incredibly awkward teenager living in the middle of nowhere with no friends back in the late 90s. He liked being outside, so his parents forced him to join the local birding club for birding walks every Saturday. He was the only person under 60 so the whole group ADORED him and were super excited to show him all the ropes. He ends up getting really into it and joined the club for real.
Fast forward a few months and he's called to the principal's office where he's informed that there has been a family emergency and Grandpa Ron is coming to pick him up. He's thoroughly confused and worried because he doesn't have a Grandpa Ron.
He's just about to saying something to the principal when up pulls Ron from the birding club along with several other members. Apparently there was an incredibly rare bird seen several hours away and Ron had gotten permission from my coworker's mom to break him out of school and drive halfway across the state to go see it. His mom had called it in as a family emergency because she didn't want his attendance impacted.
My coworker ended up seeing the rare bird as well as watching a batch of the snooty birding types nearly come to blows over descriptions of the wing bars on said rare bird.
I literally heard myself wheeze at one point reading these. ๐