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Well. Imma attempt to put this place in order. Ongoing list :) I need it up front or I'll forget shit. this will be an absolute mess, i'm noting stuff down as I go

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thechanelmuse

Hazel Scott playing two pianos at the same damn time with ease

erinbowbooks

Hazel Scott was a musical sorcerer and a civil rights hero. She:

was admitted to Julliard at 8.

was performing in top venues by 16.

pioneered “swinging the classics” and made the equivalent of a million dollars a year doing it.

was the first person of color to have their own national TV show.

went to Hollywood but refused to be cast as a “singing maid.” Demanded and got control over her casting, her wardrobe, and how footage featuring her was cut.

refused to perform in segregated venues and led charges for integration in several northern cities, notably Spokane.

She was brought down by the House Committee on Unamerican Activities, and has been largely forgotten. But she was a sorcerer, and a hero.

#'unamerican activities'#jesus #reblogged

deepwaterfiction

Deep Water Prompt #3518

The house is otherwise normal, two stories, old, drafty. It also feeds us, the dumbwaiter springing open twice a day, delivering impossible food from a strange and unknowable source.

#writing prompt #reblogged

fiercerthanyou

Tibetan carved kapala !

Courtesy: Klemens (Asian Art Forum)

#reblogged

fuckyeahchinesefashion

OP: How to make Chinese mahjong egg (cr 林大也晚年食光lindayecooktime) (friendly reminder: OP's videos are real. He is a food creator who uses high-precision macro lenses and camera sliders)

#china #tag: fyeahchineseinternet #reblogged #qd

fuckyeahchinesefashion

OP is a Mauritanian student based in Beijing, and she joined the first Across Latitudes cultural exchange festival at China University of Geosciences. Cnetizens say she rocked both her traditional Mauritanian attire and Chinese hanfu. (cr 艾米 Amy)

#tag: fyeahchineseinternet #black excellence #mauritanian #mauritanian fashion #china #fashion #reblogged #qd

writing-prompt-s

You’re an ancient Greek man coming home from 4 months of war to find your wife 3 months pregnant. Now you’ve embarked on a solemn quest: to punch Zeus in the face.

hermdoggydog

Soon after you begin your quest, you encounter another man in a similar situation. You decide to join forces, as two mortal men stand a better chance at punching Zeus than one. Two villages over, you encounter a woman who had relations with Zeus and was left with a highly aggressive half-boar half-man offspring. She too feels your anger and offers to join your quest. By the time you reach Mount Olympus, you’ve amassed a large and formidable army of cuckolded/ravished mortals, demigods with daddy issues, mythical creatures with scores to settle, and a seamstress who you’re pretty sure is Hera in disguise. Zeus never stood a chance.

lizluvscupcakes

What I find best about this scenario is that the original wife probably expected to be murdered for her infidelity at worst or have her relationship with her husband ruined as he grew to resent her baby, at best.

Instead this man looked at his beloved and said, “who did it?”

And she replied “Zeus,” accepting he probably wouldn’t believe her.

And then he sighed, strapped his sandals back on and said, “I’ll be back before the baby is born.”

“Where are you-?”

“The lord of the sky came into my house, molested my wife in my bed and ate my food. I am going to settle the score.”

“Darling, he’ll kill you.”

“He may try, if he would like.”

theriu

You’re so right, that IS the best part.

therealbeachfox

I’m personally caught up on the seamstress.

“The pathway up Olympus is guarded by dozens of traps and perils strong enough to thwart even the Titans. How are we going to get past all of…” the shepherd boy with golden eagle feathers gestured uselessly at the slopes above them, particularly the herd of eight-legged goats snorting fire.

“There’s a way around,” Yiorgos said, though he was not specifically asked. But he had been the first to begin the march on Olympus, and so felt obligated to take the lead whenever possible, “In the stories there’‘s always a way around whatever obstacles the Gods place in our way.”

He hadn’t meant the words to come out as a question, but they had that lilt to them none-the-less. And even though he hadn’t meant it to be a question, much less a question directed at anyone specific, it was directed at one all the same. Just as the eagle-feathered shepherd boy’s had.

“Way I heard it,” a woman’s voice said. Rough with the Mycenaean Greek equivalent of a backwoods accent, and with the depth of a farmer’s wife who straps cattle to her back to carry to market, “there’s a back path. Hidden behind an invisible door that only one key in the world can open.” Everyone’s eyes had turned to the broad older woman in heavy shawl sitting amidst supplies in the foremost cart. “Least, that’s what my grand-mammy always told me.” she added after a moment of dozens of eyes on her.

“Oh, we were so foolish!” That was Lydia, a lithe waif of a woman, many months pregnant, sitting opposite the seamstress in the wagon. “Of course there’d be a.. a quest. They’d keep such a key in the depths of Tartarus or in the golden chariot of Apollo, or, or-”

“Or”, the older woman cut her off in a voice both firm, but much gentler than she used on anyone else, “he’s like all husbands and has been promising to move the key someplace better for the past three thousand years but hasn’t gotten around to it.” She gestured vaguely to the hillside, “Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if it was under, say, that bush right over there.”

It was. Of course. And everyone in the caravan agreed that it had been a very lucky and wise guess from the nameless woman and for the upteenth time since she first sat herself down in the front wagon and announced she was coming along with no further explanation, each and every last member very purposefully gave no further thought to the matter.

#story time #okay i'll reblog it #reblogged #qd

bree-mills

#reblogged #qd

aropride

it's so fucking frustrating to be in college and know everyone uses chatgpt and to be tempted by it constantly while also knowing intellectually that it doesn't work and it's a bad idea. like, i hang out in the library a lot, and i see people using chatgpt on assignments almost every day. and i know it isn't a good way to learn, because it's not really "artificial intelligence" so much as it is an auto text generator. and it gives you wrong information or badly worded sentences all the time. but every week i stare down assignments i don't want to do and i think man. if only i could type this prompt into a text generator and have it done in 10 minutes flat. and i know it wouldn't work. it wouldn't synthesize information from the text the way professors want, it wouldn't know how to answer questions, it just spits out vaguely related words for a couple paragraphs. but knowing my classmates get their work done in 10 minutes flat with it while i fight every ounce of attention deficit hyperactivity disorder in my body is infuriating.

aropride

i think one thing that's been really helpful in keeping myself from using it is thinking about Why i have to do the specific assignments i have. like what is the actual goal. like some assignments the goal isn't "share a story about parenting styles in ur personal life" so much as it is "show you understand the concept of parenting styles thru a story". or it's not "how do hormones impact teenagers' decision making abilities" it's "can you understand, reword, synthesize, and explain the information in the text and videos to explain how hormones impact teenagers' decision making abilities". and looking at it as "this assignment is asking me to read some words and then understand and explain them, which is a skill i want to have" rather than "i have to answer these stupid questions that seem really obvious because all my professors want me to die forever" has helped. especially in a world where everyone uses chatgpt i want to know how to read with my own brain

rubiatinctorum

I think of Bloom's Taxonomy with this kind of thing :3c It helps me get past the stage of "ugh you KNOW i know this though, why do i have to do this?" Because, remembering is the lowest form on the triangle, and by that, it's like the simplest. Everything higher needs the previous skills. Kind of a cool chart for what OP described above, the understanding, the rewording, synthesizing, all these other skills that are being checked besides knowing/remembering.

(I personally can't fathom why someone would go to college to outsource even the most basic steps of learning to a predictive slop machine, even as someone who skipped more assignments than I should have in my first years of uni. To me, it seems like they're wasting their 10 minutes and at the end the true work of the assignment isn't even done bc the prof wouldn't like. know if they're meeting the content or taxonomy level goals???? but what do i know)

theroundbartable

Reblogging this. Remind me in five years when I'm a teacher that I need to be mindful of what and how I teach.

hyperactivehedgehog

I'm doing group work in many of my courses and recently my group partner came up to me and said "you've inspired me to stop using chatgpt, I want to understand how it works" and I've never felt more proud of being mediocre at assignments

#college #learning #mind erosion #well #i DID believe that technology needs to chill for a few centuries #sabotaging education helps i guess #the monkey paw has curled

deepwaterfiction

Deep Water Prompt #3512

My grandfather has the strange job of 'fixing up' houses, to make them more attractive to ghosts. People pay for this service for all sorts of reasons, and the things it involves are not always what you'd expect.

#deepwaterfiction #writing prompt #reblogged

deepwaterfiction

Text: I find the suit in a half crushed box, softly glowing angel feathers sewn into the shoulders and sleeves. An exorcist's uniform, proof they were real, that we really did wipe them out like the legends say.

#writing prompts #reblogged

daily-deliciousness

Juicy grilled tri-tip

#reblogged #food

oops, i forgot to tag everything in my q... time to empty it

#rambles

hometoursandotherstuff

turgidturnip

You don't even need to be a journalist, experts LOVE answering these kinds of questions. I, a regular-degular idiot, recently contacted the Smithsonian asking what kind of ink to use on mineral paper for maximum longevity, and I got a very detailed response in under 48 hours.

#reblogged

satanfemme

children's movies love to set up parents and guardians as being cruel and unreasonable up until the child character is instructed by a third party to apologize or tell the truth or confess some kind of secret about themselves, and then all of a sudden the parental figure will learn empathy be like "wow... I didn't know you felt that way... don't worry, I'll always love you". and it really set some unrealistic expectations for me as a kid, where when I tried to follow that script irl I ended up getting told something more along the lines of "wow... you're really manipulative and spoiled... do you want me to apologize or something? I won't. it's your fault if you decided to feel 'unloved' or something. and if you don't start following my demands perfectly soon, you're going to ruin your life beyond repair and never be happy again. so consider that :)"

basically I think more movies should end with the parental figures continuing to be unreasonable instead of having a sudden and unrealistic change of heart, and then I think their kid should kill them. mhm. this would be good to teach kids what their backup options are if their attempts at diplomacy fail, and it'd be good as a cautionary tale for parents. I see no problems with this.

#reblogged

randomitemdrop

Item: sparkling water that tastes like sunshine and wonder; deals 2d8 Radiant damage to Vampires and other creatures that are hurt by sunlight

daily-deliciousness

Huli huli chicken

#reblogged #qd

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