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People die on the job every summer. Remember that water and shade breaks are crucial when working in the heat, and calling emergency services for signs of serious heat illness (fatigue, nausea/vomiting, headaches, dizziness, clammy skin, confusion, agitation, slurred speech, high body temperature, rapid heart rate, etc.) is entirely appropriate. If youâre afraid to call 911 for reasons such as being undocumented, youâll need to get very familiar with how to prevent, recognize, and treat heat illness. If you are symptomatic and not allowed a break, water, or medical treatment, walk out. No matter how broke you are, your job is not worth your life.
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For some reason, I felt the need to draw this educational comic starring Medic explaining the heart symbol because, hey, Valentineâs Day! As far as I know, everything in this is factual (or at least the most likely theory.) Iâm too lazy to cite my sources, though, so Google it yerself.
Iâm insane for taking the time to draw this, but on the plus side, Iâm WAYYYY better at drawing Medic now!
I miss when everyone on my dash listened to Welcome to Night Vale so thereâs be a good chance that on any ole day someone would reblog a quote that would grab me by the throat and forcibly ascend me to a higher plane where I understood myself and the universe better and with more kindness but also a little spook
âThe past is gone, and cannot harm you anymore. And while the future is fast coming for you, it always flinches first and settles in as the gentle presentâ are you kidding me this quote has propelled me through at least three emotional crises
âThe desert seems vast, even endless. And yet scientists tell us that somewhere, even now, there is snow.â That quote literally got me through grieving my brother like WTNV goes HARD
A List of Some of My Favorite Quotes From This Insane Podcast:
âYou are beautiful when you do beautiful things.â
âThe present tense of regret is indecision.â
âWe understand so much, but the sky behind those lightsâ mostly void, partially starsâ that sky reminds us we donât understand even more.â
âBe proud of your place in the Cosmos. It is small and yet it is.â
âBelieve in yourself. You are an ancient, absent god, discussed only rarely by literary scholars. So if you donât believe, no one will.â
âDeath is only the end if you assume the story is about you.â
âWhisper a dangerous secret to someone you care about. Now they have the power to destroy you, but they wonât. Thatâs what love is.â
âAre we living a life that is safe from harm? Of course not. We never are. But thatâs not the right question. The question is are we living a life that is worth the harm?â
âWhen we talk about teenagers, we adults often talk with an air of scorn, of expectation for disappointment. And this can make people who are presently teenagers feel very defensive. But what everyone should understand is that none of us are talking to the teenagers that exist now, but talking back to the teenager we ourselves once were â all stupid mistakes and lack of fear, and bodies that hadnât yet begun to slump into a lasting nothing. Any teenager who exists now is incidental to the potent mix of nostalgia and shame with which we speak to our younger selves.â
âWe are not history yet. We are happening now. How miraculous is that?â
âWednesday has been cancelled due to a scheduling error.â
âWe have nothing to fear except ourselves. We are unholy, awful people.â
âA million dollars isnât cool. You know whatâs cool? A basilisk.â
âThereâs nothing under your bed. Thereâs nothing in your closet. Nothing waits in every darkness. Nothing is the most terrifying thing of all.â
âThe night sky is ten miles wide, eight miles deep, and floats three miles up. Its favourite food is grape jelly. It wants to be a drummer.â
âLook to the sky. You will not find answers there, but you will certainly see what everyone is screaming about.â
âIgnorance might not actually be bliss, but it is certainly less work.â
âAnd now, a special report. Crocodiles: Can they eat your children? *YES.*â
âLie down and look up at the ceiling and breathe with those curiously fragile lungs of yours and remind yourself: Donât worry. Donât worry. All is as it was meant to be. It was meant to be lonely and terrifying and unfair and fleeting. Donât worry.â
âAs long as Iâm reminding myself things, Iâm a good person, worthy of love â both from myself and others.â
âGuns donât kill people! Itâs impossible to be killed by a gun. We are all invincible to bullets and itâs a miracle!â
âEverything is exciting! Particularly existence. Existence is the most thrilling fact of all.â
âThere is a monster under your bed. A monster at your window. A monster any place you imagine one. You project your monsters on the world.â
âYou miss 100% of the bank robberies you donât commit.â
âI like my coffee like I like my nights. Dark, endless, and impossible to sleep through. â
âA friendly desert community where the sun is hot, the moon is beautiful, and mysterious lights pass overhead while we all pretend to sleep. Welcome to Night Vale.â
âAnd now, the weather.â
I discovered this podcast at the beginning of high school, and let me tell you, it rewired my synapses.
Not only was it my first experience with positive LGBT representation, it was the show I clung to when everything else went to shit. Whatever was going on in my life, I knew I had this show in my corner, making me laugh, making me cry, making me feel okay about my place in the universe.
I owe the creators of this podcast more than I could express.
âthe lights over the Arbyâsâ is such an intrinsically queer piece of writing that it hits me *hard* every time.
âWe were not meant to last forever. There is no peace in eternity. What shapes all of this is the boundaries.â
âHold tight those you love, Night Vale. Not for fear of their loss, but for love of their presence.â
âSometimes you go through things that seem huge at the time, like a mysterious glowing cloud devouring your entire community. While theyâre happening, they feel like the only thing that matters and you can hardly imagine that thereâs a world out there that might have anything else going on. And then the glow cloud moves on. And you move on. And the event is behind you. And you may find, as time passes, that you remember it less and less.â
âWhen we talk about freedom, we restrict ourselves to so few images. Images of freedom should be as liberating as the feeling itself! I want to talk about freedom as a drum set being thrown down a hill, as opening a book one night, and water gushing from the pages until my life is a lake and I swim away.â
this show gleams with beauty and insight into the human condition
you can listen to every episode wherever you get podcasts (or music) - if youâre new to Night Vale, start here on their website: X
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Today, I took my wheelchair out to go to the library. I usually use crutches when out, but today I decided to bring my wheelchair. It wasâŠan experience. A very upsetting one.
It started off good. The bus drivers were nice and secured me correctly. Everything was great. That was until we had to take a short walk to the library. The sidewalks were uneven, businesses had tables and chairs in the middle of the sidewalk. The cross walks were to steep and had bumps at the bottom of them, so when Iâd go down them, I would almost tip forward, and once even did tip forward. Luckily my partner caught me before I fell out, but my stuff went flying. It was very upsetting, but I laughed it off.
Before I went to the library, I did look up if they had an accessible entrance, and according to them, they did. So I went, and I learned quickly that it wasnât accessible at all. The ramp into the library was too steep. I couldnât get up it myself and needed my partners help. The library itself inside, was great! Except the fact there were stepping stools in the isles that I couldnât get around so my partner had to move them. Besides that, the inside of the library was great.
All in all, the library itself was great and accessible to me. But the walk to the library? Not at all. The entrance to the library? Not accessible. Accessibility is more than a ramp. It needs to be something that people can actually use. It was very very frustrating and upsetting. I deserve to be in places with my wheelchair. I deserve to use my wheelchair. I deserve to walk around the town. I deserve all of that.
Luckily my partner was willing to help, and was more then happy to help me out all along the way, although we did both agree that I will probably not be taking my wheelchair back into town anytime soon. I hate it. Made me very upset. Made me want to cry and meltdown. Made me want to scream.
Society itself needs to do better. Towns need to do better.
Drug addicts deserve common decency no matter what drug they are addicted to, how severe their addiction is, and whether or not they are receiving help for their addiction.
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(assume as teenagers) spirit explains to stein who 'bimbos' are and then stein starts using the word everywhere for no reason especially âyou're a bimboâ or any other slang and spirit always like âtoday i taught him another new wordâ
Spirit teaching Stein slang cause Stein isn't social enough to hear it is both hilarious and sweet. I also imagine that as adults, Spirit doesn't hear much new slang anymore, but Stein once he's teaching would, so the tables would turn, and Steinâs now teaching Spirit new slang.
TELL IT HOW IT IS GIRL đ
tech people are always talking about this as the "bus factor": ie, how many people need to get hit by a bus to totally fuck your organization.
A bus factor of 1 is very, very bad. you are one sick person or a sudden retirement/firing away from not functioning.
A bus factor of 2 is clearly an improvement, but what if those two people go on a business trip and the car/plane/whatever crashes?
but yeah, the idea is that you should try to structure your organizations so this doesn't happen: you've got multiple people with overlapping expertise so that even if a very determined bus is taking down your employees in an orgy of violence, you'll have enough time to hire & re-train people to fill their now-absent positions.
'Cry Wolf' by Borja Gonzalez.
Sometimes people use ârespectâ to mean âtreating someone like a personâ and sometimes they use ârespectâ to mean âtreating someone like an authorityâ
and sometimes people who are used to being treated like an authority say âif you wonât respect me I wonât respect youâ and they mean âif you wonât treat me like an authority I wonât treat you like a personâ
and they think theyâre being fair but they arenât, and itâs not okay.
i just think these two deserve to be happy
"by the way, I've never let these thoughts see the light of day please donât run away wherever you are, feelin' out of place, 'think I'd rather stay I wanna move your way, though I know the roof might cave in all of these snakes in the wild Iâm 'bout to lose my brain, tell me, who gon' save me?"
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art of madness spirit and stein trying to save him please? đ„ș
"I've been here, you can't let it consume you!!"
unfortunately too late for him womp womp
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i think a big part of expanding your intellectual curiosity and trying to learn new things about the world is to abandon the shame of not knowing things. don't blame "the US school system" (which US school system????), don't blame your teachers, don't blame society, but embrace the fact that you are going to be learning new things constantly, throughout your life. practice saying "i really need to read about that" or "does anyone know of any good sources to learn about xyz?" or "hold on i gotta go check wikipedia/a world map/the dictionary/the news." every single day, there will be something you don't know already. that something doesn't have to be embarrassing. instead it can be an opportunity to learn something new