Motion to Table the Chair

they r going 2 eat him

Sound on and wait for the end

This is a pro-competitive post btw

whoever decided to turn daisy bell into a spooky dookie creepypasta song is fucking evil. that computer was brave enough to sing us a delightful little song and you do THIS to him? thats hatsune mikus grandpa dude. fuck you

Miku family reunion

for today's lucky 10,000, here's the song that OP is talking about

it is genuinely sweet and charming and I'm so glad to have googled it

The meme is funny, but Miku's grandpa (the IBM 7094) actually looked like this:

He took up 2,000+ square feet and helped with NASA's "Saturn" flights.

Look how big and clunky he is. He had to work really hard to sing that song ;_; please appreciate him.

if you want to feel emotions here’s a combination of the IBM704 and Hatsune Miku singing Daisy Bell as a duet

sorry i wanted to draw miku singing with her grandpa 🥺

miku heritage post

this is what i come to tumblr for

Wanna write a series about a medieval peasant who isekais into the modern day but specifically a Ren fair. Like can you imagine

you go to a Renaissance fair for the first time and there's this guy who absolutely everyone knows because he's there literally all the time and never breaks character. Nobody knows if he even has a job or if this *is* his job. There's a rumor that he's just some crazy rich guy living his dream. Another rumor says he never leaves and just sleeps in the petting zoo with the goats. He used to try trading local plants or flowers for food but most of the food vendors don't even charge him anymore cause he brings in so much business, and also because he used to buckle down so hard *insisting* he didn't recognize the modern currency that he'd end up digging through the trash making a mess. And sure he smells like shit and gets a bit preachy on the Bible sometimes but motherfucker goes HARD in pie eating contests

social media interviews keep going viral because he's so committed to the bit. There's whole blogs dedicated to keeping track of his "time-travelling serf" backstory. Every video is just him going "Aye, but there art here among us the most beauteous people with not a pox-scar nor bubo to be seen. All are youthful and in splendid humors. The children are merry and the common streets clean of excrements of man and beast alike. I hath caught the admiring eye of an elfen maid by name of Kaitlynn"

chekov’s cat: if you see a cat, it will probably be relevant later.

schroedinger’s gun: there’s no way to know if a gun is loaded or not until you physically inspect and check it yourself, so it’s safest to assume all guns are loaded.

#these are both excellent rules to live by#like#just in general

Murphy’s Theorem: Anything that can become a triangle, will become a triangle.

Pythagoras’s Law: Any attempt to calculate geometry will go wrong.

Borzoi White Mohair with zipper (box for pajamas), glass eyes

It’s so weird that pyjama cases were a thing. They went so abruptly out of fashion, too. The idea was (I think) that it was vaguely indecent to leave your pajamas around, and it definitely spoils the look of your nicely made bed, so lots of people put them under the pillow; but a cuter thing to do was to have a specially made empty stuffed animal or cute purse or pillow thing, with a zipper, and you’d stuff it with your pajamas in the morning and place it cutely on your nicely made bed. Then in the evening, you would unzip and disembowel the soft plump object, and reclaim the pajamas. It wasn’t just a thing for kids; adults did it too. In the kind of pre-1950s novels I like to pick up, authors describe a character’s pyjama case to reveal a bit about the character; but of course they never say why you’d have a pyjama case. “Everyone knows what a horse is.”

I suppose it’s been culturally decided that it’s an unnecessary step in the bedtime process. We’re busy bastards, aren’t we? Who makes their bed every morning, I mean, really?

Perhaps, also, our clothing is no longer of the material and methodology where you have to spend extra time/attention/tools on them. Pyjama cases may have had some benefit - extending the life of the pyjamas, or something. Perhaps it was more common in those days for mice to climb into your silk pyjamas, or they kept them from being attacked by dogs, or something. It’s possible that there are unspoken benefits to keeping your pyjamas in a stuffed toy, which previous generations knew instinctively and we have forgotten. Some people are like that, they maintain rituals and practices that don’t get written down, and so become arcana. My father-in-law owns special clothing maintenance tools such as shoe trees (which you place in your shoes every night at night) and trouser presses (in which you leave your worn-but-not-dirty trousers overnight so they are crisp in the morning). He irons his pocket handkerchiefs - why? so that they fold into a precise pocket shape, with the same fold pattern as plastic-wrapped disposable tissues: the optimised shape for pockets. You are not going to read in the literature about there being a reason for ironing pocket handkerchiefs. It is a habit that is not captured by history. You have to speak to a practitioner to even consider that there is a specific value in pocket handkerchief folding. Maybe we operate at a remove from the people who could have told us why they bothered with the idea and then stopped.

You can buy a selection of pyjama cases online, but with no explanation of why you’d want to, it’s hard to see how this helps. The only real thing i can see is that it’s cute and tidies the pyjamas up, but we’ve all decided that untidy pyjamas are a problem that doesn’t need solving.

Pyjama cases have no Wikipedia article; search engines have nothing to offer. Old books only self-reference them being a normal thing. Someone who knows about pyjama cases or textile history could heroically fill this in. Please do. Otherwise, this tumblr post is going to suddenly become the leading analysis of pyjama cases, and that would be sad.

Has a worm ever gotten struck by lightning

TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR!!??

UGHH!!

the world is a scary place when you are a small and edible thing

Sweet baby Jesus, it's actual, real, stance-and-everything Wing Chun approximation for once! Who are you TikTok man? I want to buy you a very large beer.

Tumblr is so funny because you can make a post like "hey do not mix bleach and vinegar in your cleaning, you'll make chlorine gas and you do not want to make chlorine gas. It is dangerous to mix these two specific chemicals together", and the comments are like

"Um vinegar isn't dangerous?? My mom cleans things with vinegar all the time and we have never had lung issues. White people are insane." (<- does not use bleach, missing the point)

"OH MY GOD BLEACH IS CHLORINE GAS? NOBODY EVER TOLD ME I'VE BEEN CLEANING WITH BLEACH MY WHOLE LIFE, I WILL DIE." (<- has literally never used vinegar in cleaning, and never mixed the two, missing the point)

"This is just stupid fearmongering, we use bleach and vinegar to wash the floors all the time, OP is lying." (<- does not actually know what "vinegar" is, and is confusing the word for something else)

"Yeah this is true enough but also keep in mind that this kind of household cleaning product chlorine gas is too weak and unreliable to use for domestic terrorism purposes." (<- raises concerns, but potentially has a point)

rip to all the “fuckyeah___” blogs that carried our society at one point </3

Please reblog this so that I can get a bigger sample size, but DO NOT include anything in the tags about the results, as that could influence other responses

Someone hacked the tornado siren… (Unmute !)

the image in my head of a tornado ripping a house apart while this plays is phenomenal

i literally wasn’t made to work sorry to the freaks who enjoy this grindset shit but you literally have psychological problems. i just want to sit and think and maybe talk and eat and drink