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i love gaboon vipers why do they move like that
me when im walking
@catadromously how could you leave this important comment in the tags etc.
Thatās the truest thing about this creature that anyone has said, ever
this animal is so travel
THIS!
Reblogging this too for folks with anxiety like myself who feel bad when they say theyāre too busy but they donāt have every second accounted for doing something so they feel almost like theyāre lying. Self-care goes on your schedule too, lovelies.
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āOur Lady of Grateful Camaraderie, Betty Whiteā
Honouring our Lady of Grateful Camaraderie for her 100 birthday, this tribute painting of Betty White has been created to bring you warmth and joy in her memory.
Prints, stickers and t-shirts available on my store. For the month of January, 10% of profits will be donated to Ladybird Animal Sanctuary in Hamilton Ontario.
I need everyone to know that the ship Gƶtheborg, the world's largest ocean-going wooden sailing ship, answered a distress call the other day.
Imagine waiting for the coast guard or whatever to show up and instead a replica of 18th century merchant ship pulls up and tows you to the coast.
pov: youāve been transported to the 17th century
#in the article it says that the sailboat sailors were concerned because they could not be towed quickly because of the kind of boat#so they asked Gƶtheborg what type of ship they were and warned that they would not be able to go above a certain speed#and gƶtheborg went ' we are also a sailboat. 50 meters length. no worries :) '#and the poor sailboat sailors were just like ' That's not possible. they have to be messing with us' and then the ship Rolled Up (via bunjywunjy)
I'm crying. Here's a photo of a sailor from the Gƶtheborg watching over the little sailboat in tow:
From the story:
We repeatedly emphasized that we were aboard a small 8-meter sailboat, but the response was the same each time: "We are a 50-meter three-masted sailboat, and we offer our assistance in towing you to Paimpol." We were perplexed by the size difference between our two boats, as we feared being towed by a boat that was too large and at too fast a speed that could damage our boat. The arrival of the Gƶtheborg on the scene was rapid and surprising, as we did not expect to see a merchant ship from the East India Company of the XVIII century. This moment was very strange, and we wondered if we were dreaming. Where were we? What time period was it? The Gƶtheborg approached very close to us to throw the line and pass a large rope. The mooring went well, and our destinies were linked for very long hours, during which we shared the same radio frequency to communicate with each other. The crew of the Gƶtheborg showed great professionalism and kindness towards us. They adapted their speed to the size of our boat and the weather conditions. We felt accompanied by very professional sailors. Every hour, the officer on duty of the Gƶtheborg called us to ensure everything was going well.[...] This adventure, very real, was an incredible experience for us. We were extremely lucky to cross paths with the Gƶtheborg by chance and especially to meet such a caring crew. Dear commander and crew of the Gƶtheborg, your kindness, and generosity have shown that your ship is much more than just a boat. It embodies the noblest values of the sea, and we are honored to have had the chance to cross your path and benefit from your help.
"Our destinies were linked for very long hours" is just knocking me out.
My dad and I once had a disagreement over him using the adage "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger."
I said, "That's just not true. Sometimes what doesn't kill you leaves you brittle and injured or traumatized."
He stopped and thought about that for a while. He came back later, and said, "It's like wood glue."
He pointed to my bookshelf, which he helped me salvage a while ago. He said, "Do you remember how I explained that, once we used the wood glue on them, the shelves would actually be stronger than they were before they broke?"
I did.
"But before we used the wood glue, those shelves were broken. They couldn't hold up shit. If you had put books on them, they would have collapsed. And that wood glue had to set awhile. If we put anything on them too early, they would have collapsed just the same as if we'd never fixed them at all. You've got to give these things time to set."
It sounded like a pretty good metaphor to me, but one thing I did pick up on was that whatever broke those shelves, that's not the thing that made them stronger. That just broke them. It was being fixed that made them stronger. It was the glue.
So my dad and I agreed, what doesn't kill you doesn't actually make you stronger, but healing does. And if you feel like healing hasn't made you stronger than you were before, you're probably not done healing. You've got to give these things time to set.
sometimes i forget that bart is canonically a telepath
HES A WHAT
[ID: A tweet from @/pastoralcomical that reads: 'it's crazy that they only figured out tectonic plates in the 60s. a child in the 50s would say "it seems like south america and africa would fit together" and his mom would go "that's cute honey would you like a cigarette"' /End ID]
My Dad actually experienced the transition in a really funny way!
He grew up in a little farming community right outside a mid-sized city. They had a three-room elementary school (first and second grade, third and fourth grade, fifth and sixth grade), but then after that they went to middle and high school in the big schools in the city. Except, they had a special experimental program for kids in 5th and 6th grade they had identified as advanced in every school in and around the city, where they bussed them all in to a central place for advanced teaching half a day once a week. And Dad was in this program in like 1965.
Except, there wasnāt really a set curriculum or anything, because it was experimental. They just had a couple of their best teachers do whatever they wanted with the kids. It was nothing like the laterĀ āgiftedā programs,ā it was a lot less pressure and a lot more interesting things. One of the things they learned was plate tectonics, which was not just cutting edge, it was bleeding edge science at the time. So my Dad learns all about plate tectonics and goes home just happy as a clam.
Not much later, heās getting a geology/geography lesson in his regular 5th grade class, and itās out of the standard textbook with the standard explanations from the pre-plate tectonics theories.
So my Dad pipes up that actually thatās all wrong, because he learned it in his special class!
And the teacher says, āAll right then, if you think you know better, you teach the class.ā
My Dad is autistic, though undiagnosed. (In the 60s, extremely few people were getting diagnosed.) He did not notice the social undercurrents.
He said, āsure!ā and popped up and took the eraser and erased her diagrams from the chalkboard, took the pointer out of her hand, and taught the class what heād learned in his special program. While the class was sitting there in shock and fear because they could see how the teacher was seething with rage. But he didnāt notice, he just taught the class and then sat back down.
The teacher sent home a nasty note and had a talk with his parents. But my grandparents were not sympathetic, because after all, it was her own fault. If she didnāt like what my Dad did, she shouldnāt have made the offer for him to teach.
believe it or not some female characters donāt have to be mothers. some female characters shouldnāt be mothers. some female characters have a history of expressed disinterest in being mothers. some female characters would have to do a complete 180 in characterization in order to be mothers.
Ćtienne Moreau-NĆ©laton - Paris, view from the towers of Notre-Dame (n.d.)
to me demons are like cats just doing whatever they want causing problems on purpose, while angels are like hares theyre painfully aware of their place in this world theyve seen the end
in my minds eye
@punkitt-is-here this is poetry, to me
why is the sims so addictive but only for a short amount of time??? like all u do is play the sims u donāt sleep u donāt eat itās like youāre on drugs for around two days and then forget about it for the next whole year
God creating Adam and Eve then fucking off for the rest of the eternity like
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