Animal Crossing: New Hampshire

Animal Crossing: A New Hope

The Vasa’s fore topgallant sail

We actually all know her, the Vasa. The Swedish showpiece was only 1300 metres under sail when she sank on 10. August 1628. Now, however, not only the ship was salvaged, but also more than 40,000 artefacts. Six original sails and two smaller boat sails were also found on the orlop deck. Sails are very fragile and are usually one of the few things that barely survive in the water. These pieces, made of hemp and flax, have survived, albeit in a very fragile state. Conservation was very difficult, so they had to be carefully washed under water and then dried first with alcohol and then with xylene, a solvent with very low surface tension, but they were still very fragile and had to be strengthened.

The fragile sails were then attached to a support with a lower concentration of the same acrylic solution. In total, this process took 10 years and of the 650 square metres of sails found, only one is on display today - the fore topgallant sail.

today i got some columbian food in the back of a haunted mall how was everyone else’s day

ok i will tell the tale

so im taking this spanish class, spanish professor wanted us to go out to eat to practice. im all prepared, i punch in the address and drive 2 the place. turns out this place isnt really a restaurant so much as it is a small habitable zone at the back of a vast, empty mall

there was dead silence and darkness. 90% of the outlets were shut down and blocked off

it was 2 o’clock on a Saturday, but this mall was COMPLETELY barren. an air of powerful curses hung in the air. none of the escalators were working, i had to hike up one like stairs

of course once i got to the restaurant i had a nice time and some p good food and a guy with a saxophone serenaded us with covers of pop hits

my freinds, it was surreal

so my plans got really mixed up today and i decided to revisit the cursed mall while i was in the area! it seems things have gotten even stranger

for the most part, it is still the creepy empty mall it has always been. but this time even less stores were open, even the columbian restaurant was closed.

the food court, which was slightly open before, was utterly barren, and for some reason slightly sped-up mexican sounding music played over the completely empty venue

this was a particularly strange outlet, where instead of the remains of a store, there was a neatly set up classroom in the display window

oh

The mall shows u what u need when u need it

reddit is having a glitch where it puts the wrong captions over photos and it’s the only thing i care about right now

I should get around to watching Breaking Bad one of these days

Three Cheers For The Scrawny Guy is my emo band name

Weeping at this. Frighteningly similar to how I sound

Continue✨ Keep going✨

Thank you, lady 🤗

The Nigerian accent. God. She reminds me of home...

Always grateful when this makes the rounds

copper my beloved

rose gold, brass, bronze, what cant she do

beautiful base colour, beautiful patina, and it mixes to make beautiful alloys. 10/10 best metal.

she also makes up so much of your wiring, she’s a working gal too.

what CANT she do

Don’t forget about the most beautiful blue made by copper sulfate!!

my absolute FAVOURITE comments on this post are ones like this.

where they just add on something ELSE that copper does. it’s great.

When you need to work in an atmosphere where a stray spark could cause an explosion, you switch out your steel tools for copper alloys since it conducts heat much better and thus won’t spark easy.

So when Tumblr user @mono-red-menace​ hypes up copper, it’s a 60k-note banger, but when I, Ea-nasir,

Let us suppose that the "average" horse would have equal proportions of all these parts. The degree to which each part in this poll deviates from the "average" size (20% of total) will determine how large or small that part of our horse will be (i.e a horse with only 10% in Legs will have legs half the size of the average horse).

I will draw a picture of the horse we make!

Thank you for your patience, tumblr. I have been at work all day but now I am home and ready to build this horse you asked for.

First, let's pull up the poll results alongside an average looking horse. I have calculated the size of each part of our horse in relation to Average Size.

Next we will adjust our horse's components according to the specifications.

Finally, let us properly assemble these parts and see how it looks.

And there you have it. Great work team. No notes.

Apparently a pack of wolves chased an elk onto a football field in Montana before…. well, doing what a pack of wolves do to an elk

I was going to put a link to the article and make a joke like “girls night!” but then I realized that the only articles I can find have full color images of the aftermath, so I can only link in text like this (and if you click through PLEASE be aware that it’s just right there at the top)

Anyway,

“The 8-Mile pack was credited with the nighttime kill, leaving the site just before dawn”

Oh, I was imagining it during a high school football game with a crowd watching 😬

This machine kills AI

if i was a knight in medieval times i would be the guy who dies a gruesome probably accidental death that ruins the whole tourney for everyone

If I was a knight in medieval times I would be frotting so hard the sparks would start a forest fire.

are we talking medieval times the 'fun family dinner theater themed as a royal banquet and tournament of jousting, sword fighting, and games of skill', or medieval times the 'period lasting approximately from 500 AD to 1500'?

the older I get, the more the technological changes I've lived through as a millennial feel bizarre to me. we had computers in my primary school classroom; I first learned to type on a typewriter. I had a cellphone as a teenager, but still needed a physical train timetable. my parents listened to LP records when I was growing up; meanwhile, my childhood cassette tape collection became a CD collection, until I started downloading mp3s on kazaa over our 56k modem internet connection to play in winamp on my desktop computer, and now my laptop doesn't even have a disc tray. I used to save my word documents on floppy discs. I grew up using the rotary phone at my grandparents' house and our wall-connected landline; my mother's first cellphone was so big, we called it The Brick. I once took my desktop computer - monitor, tower and all - on the train to attend a LAN party at a friend's house where we had to connect to the internet with physical cables to play together, and where one friend's massive CRT monitor wouldn't fit on any available table. as kids, we used to make concertina caterpillars in class with the punctured and perforated paper strips that were left over whenever anything was printed on the room's dot matrix printer, which was outdated by the time I was in high school. VHS tapes became DVDs, and you could still rent both at the local video store when I was first married, but those shops all died out within the next six years. my facebook account predates the iphone camera - I used to carry around a separate digital camera and manually upload photos to the computer in order to post them; there are rolls of undeveloped film from my childhood still in envelopes from the chemist's in my childhood photo albums. I have a photo album from my wedding, but no physical albums of my child; by then, we were all posting online, and now that's a decade's worth of pictures I'd have to sort through manually in order to create one. there are video games I tell my son about but can't ever show him because the consoles they used to run on are all obsolete and the games were never remastered for the new ones that don't have the requisite backwards compatibility. I used to have a walkman for car trips as a kid; then I had a discman and a plastic hardshell case of CDs to carry around as a teenager; later, a friend gave my husband and I engraved matching ipods as a wedding present, and we used them both until they stopped working; now they're obsolete. today I texted my mother, who was born in 1950, a tiktok upload of an instructional video for girls from 1956 on how to look after their hair and nails and fold their clothes. my father was born four years after the invention of colour televison; he worked in radio and print journalism, and in the years before his health declined, even though he logically understood that newspapers existed online, he would clip out articles from the physical paper, put them in an envelope and mail them to me overseas if he wanted me to read them. and now I hold the world in a glass-faced rectangle, and I have access to everything and ownership of nothing, and everything I write online can potentially be wiped out at the drop of a hat by the ego of an idiot manchild billionaire. as a child, I wore a watch, but like most of my generation, I stopped when cellphones started telling us the time and they became redundant. now, my son wears a smartwatch so we can call him home from playing in the neighbourhood park, and there's a tanline on his wrist ike the one I haven't had since the age of fifteen. and I wonder: what will 2030 look like?

My grandfather, who is 100, remembers his dad’s accountant doing math on an abacus. Now he texts me “<3” on his flip phone.

i need someone to give me a thorough analysis or just an answer on the meaning of dungeon meshi and the metaphors it has because i cannot for the life of me explain it

Death is an extant part of life. We should embrace our role in the natural order by enjoying life and learning about the world and our fellow living inhabitants, and understand that we and our loved ones will someday die and become a part of the same complex system we have been benefitting and learning from.

I think at a certain point we just need to accept that strong as fuck ice mummy IS the new normal Monday.

Ok. That's it. Fuck this, and fuck YOU. We cannot allow this kind of defeatist attitude to rule us and dictate our lives. We have to keep reminding ourselves that this isn't normal. we cannot allow having to deal with a strong as fuck ice mummy once every week to become the new normal. That's how the strong as fuck ice mummy wins

Actually the ice mummy wins by being strong as fuck. This is basic marixism.