she has a flower for you!
north american timezones are fucking bullshit look at this
literally all of Alaska, except for eastern panhandle is geographically in what should be UTC-10 or UTC-11 why is it UTC-9. why the fuck are ther buts of UTC-7 that you can go north of and end up UTC-9. oh but get a load of this, most of the canadian territory in UTC-8 should, longitudinally speaking, BE UTC-9 WTF IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE. WHY TF IS MEXICO IN UTC-6. AND WHY IS ALL OF GREENLAND IN UTC-3 WHEN HALF OF IT IS IN THE TWO TIMEZONES OVER TO THE WEST.
AND WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN NEWFOUNDLAND AND ST. PIERRE
north american
timezones are fucking
bullshit look at this
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
In honor of the Ides of March, my favorite Tiktok
"Oh, not you as well, Brutus!" in that voice is the best translation of 'Et tu, Brute?' I've ever heard.
I need some studio ghibli level shit to happen to me
jungle exploration? computer programming? NASA engineering? House cleaning? Gaming? this sentence works for them all
Wait, it got better.
He does this a lot, to my deep surprise in undergrad:
For reference, the reason nobody likes this book and you can press tofu with it is that it’s about 1600 pages long.
It’s also, by all accounts, the origin of Cousin Throckmorton
You know, it makes perfect sense that the guy who would amuse himself by going around Twitter as above would also have come up with the skateboarding cousin Throckmorton for a word problem.
Like it totally follows.
ppl in the age of cell phones: fucking up their necks
ppl in the age of books: fucking up their necks
ppl in the age of textile art: fucking up their necks
ppl in the age of picking lice: fucking up their necks
ppl in the age of cooking: fucking up their necks
in the age of keyboards: carpel tunnel
in the age of writing by hand: carpel tunnel
in the age of squeezing water out of wet clothes after cleaning them by hand: carpel tunnel
in the age of using hand-sized stone tools: carpel tunnel
you are not wrong bestie
The human body is actually a marvel. It is just that our bodies are meant to move (not exercise, just lots of different movements throughout the day). Here is a video of the Hadzabe, one of the last hunter-gatherer tribes alive (when I was studying biomechanics I used to watch hours of these videos). They sprint, squat, walk, well into their 70s without any pain.
I know we can't change our professions, so if you are dealing with neck pain, carpel tunnel syndrome etc, please try to maximise your recovery by eating and sleeping well, and if you can, try visit a physiotherapist or check out physio-pedia.com My best general health advice is: get barefoot shoes, and walk on uneven terrain once or twice per week. Without getting too much into detail: the feet have evolved over millions of years to adapt to the terrain we walk on to provide stability. There are many bones in the feet allowing them to become many different shapes. These shapes affect the kinetic chain above the feet (ankle, lower/upper leg, hips, lower/mid/upper back, neck). All these structures try to organize themselves to keep you in balance and move you forward, a beautiful interplay between your body and gravity. Due to the uneven terrain, your body will take on many different shapes which keeps your body healthy. With narrow shoes you will limit some crucial movements/shapes your feet should be able to make, so something else will have to compensate to make up for that movement option your feet are lacking. Often times, you will get lower back pain. I used to get it all the time when walking in Timberlands or Nike court shoes. Anyway, barefoot shoes are not the most trendy, far from it, but they are bringing out better and better designs each year. Remember, start with once or twice per week 30 minutes, uneven terrain (start soft, grass, forest, meadow), relax your entire body, feel your weight transition fully on your feet as you walk, let your arms swing naturally, let gravity help you.
Reblogging for cool knowledge
Pro-writing tip: if your story doesn't need a number, don't put a fucking number in it.
Nothing, I mean nothing, activates reader pedantry like a number.
I have seen it a thousand times in writing workshops. People just can't resist nitpicking a number. For example, "This scifi story takes place 200 years in the future and they have faster than light travel because it's plot convenient," will immediately drag every armchair scientist out of the woodwork to say why there's no way that technology would exist in only 200 years.
Dates, ages, math, spans of time, I don't know what it is but the second a specific number shows up, your reader is thinking, and they're thinking critically but it's about whether that information is correct. They are now doing the math and have gone off drawing conclusions and getting distracted from your story or worse, putting it down entirely because umm, that sword could not have existed in that Medieval year, or this character couldn't be this old because it means they were an infant when this other story event happened that they're supposed to know about, or these two events now overlap in the timeline, or... etc etc etc.
Unless you are 1000% certain that a specific number is adding to your narrative, and you know rock-solid, backwards and forwards that the information attached to that number is correct and consistent throughout the entire story, do yourself a favor, and don't bring that evil down upon your head.
Editor here. Can confirm.
"Two centuries later" just triggers a mental note to check if timing is consistent throughout the book, because it may mean more time jumps are ahead. "200 years later", or heaven forbid, "201 years later" will have me draw up a time line. The more specific the number, the more critical people become.
Strange phenomenon. Well spotted, OP.
actually i think i might have an explanation for this from linguistics? i think folks get more nitpicky if you have specific numbers because of gricean maxims, specifically the maxims of quality and quantity
basically gricean maxims are a set of guidelines that we all carry in our heads that we expect other people to follow when having a conversation in good faith - i’m copying and pasting definitions from someone else because my attempts at summing up quality and quantity weren’t going so hot
The maxim of quantity, where one tries to be as informative as one possibly can, and gives as much information as is needed, and no more.
The maxim of quality, where one tries to be truthful, and does not give information that is false or that is not supported by evidence.
so basically, when you put a rough number in a text, people think subconsciously ‘oh, the exact number isn’t important, because if it was they would tell me an exact number, so i don’t need to worry about this’, whereas if you put something precise in, people’s brains go ‘wait, they think i need to know this information so i’ll remember it, but now it’s later and they’ve said something that contradicts it, so at least one of those times they were lying and i must figure out which time it was’
Also: don't specify data storage sizes. Just, you know, don't.
Every single odd number has an “e” in it.
LISTEN-
Not all of them. 30 and 50 aren’t spelled with the letter e in it …
father god
…if you can split a number in half evenly, it’s even. 30 and 50 are odd.
-_-’
(15+15=30
25+25=30)
25+25 = 30? You sure about that??
Lord have mercy….
Bye
3 days into 2018 smh
LMAOOOOOOO
One
Three
Five
Nine
And since everything else after that is a variant of these numbers, then all odds have the letter ‘E’.
🗣YOU FORGOT SEVEN!!
It keeps getting worse.
LMAOOO WHAT IS GOING ON
My head hurts…
This is why that Tumblr University shit was the dumbest idea ever just look at this
who failed yall?
IM SCREAMING
You whole ass forgot about eight - a number with an e and is pretty fucking even
why would 8 be brought up if it’s EVEN in a post about ODDS??????? the post said “every single ODD number has an ‘e’ in it” not “every single number with an ‘e’ is odd” what the fuck
3 days until 2019 and we’re still here
happy New year’s eve
I’m going to bring this flaming dumpster into 2019 so future generations can see what a mistake Tumblr was
Er, guys two is odd and doesn’t have an e. Just saying…
did you deadass just try to tell me two is odd? i’m fucking crying throw the whole website away
Reblogging for the last one😂
The one thing I notice is that no matter how much you want to throw this site away, you just can’t.
TWO IS ODD?!?! PFFFTT I’M SCREAMING
Wait what about zero that’s an odd number ,no?
ok but hear me out fifty and thirty make up for the fact they have no e by the way they are pronounces third-E fifth-E
bro why do 30 and 50 matter THEY’RE FUCKING EVEN
what the actual fuck is happening
1 is an even number
I’m gonna smack you
-30 and -50 have an e in them
Wait why are we so quick to throw away the Zero idea
Zero isn’t a number
It can’t be divided by two though, can it
It can??? 0/2=0??
OD NUMBERS
onE
thrEE
fivE
sEvEn
ninE
OD numbers huh?
Anything that ends with a 0,2,4,6,8 is even and the rest is odd (1,3,7,9) stop freaking out y’all
YOU FORGOT 5
DUDE WHAT ABOUT FOUR
What about it?????
THAT DOESN’T HAVE E IN IT
THAT’S BECAUSE IT’S EVEN?????
A R E Y O U G U Y S O K A Y
21 days away from 2020, folks.
Please tell me I can start the new freaking decade with a post arguing about something as stupid as this. Please. 🙏
This is art at its finest
where did you all go to school?
Blind people must save a lot on electricity.
They do actually!
I had a blind professor, last semester, and I swung through his office to make up an exam. It was a while before I knew he was in there because he was sitting with the lights off. I finally went in, apologized, and took the exam by the light of a nearby window (which was fine). Forty-five minutes into dead silence he panicked and yelled in this booming voiced, “WAIT, YOU CAN SEE!!!” before diving across his desk to turn on the lights. I’m sure he was embarrassed but I thought it was endearing and it highlighted a large aspect of disabled life that I hadn’t previously considered.
Sort of relatedly I once had professor who was deaf, but she had learned to read lips and speak so she could communicate easily with hearing people who didn’t know sign language. One day she had gotten off topic and was talking a little about her personal life, so that one of the students said “Oh, I know, I grew up in Brooklyn too.”
She stared at him for a long time and then said “How do you know I’m from Brooklyn?”
And he said “You have a Brooklyn accent.”
She said “I do?” and the whole class nodded, and then she burst out laughing and said “I had no idea! The school where I learned to speak was in Brooklyn. I learned by moving my mouth and tongue the way my teachers did. So I guess it makes sense that I have their accent, I just never thought about it.”
My moms a sign language interpreter, and she’s signed with people from all over the US. According to her, when she signs with people from the south they sign with a “drawl.” They have slower hand movements and exaggerate certain parts of the sign. People from the Midwest sign very fast and people from the south sign very slow.
So we were at a restaurant once and my mom started interpreting for someone who was trying to order and she was like “oh you’re from the south!”
And they were like “how did you know that?”
And she said “you sign with a drawl.” And they were really surprised that it came through that much.
It’s really interesting that even when not speaking verbally accents and heritage come through.
Humans are so fucking fascinating
full offense but none of you would have ever survived fanfiction.net in 2009
remember when writers had to be all like: “omg omg lemon starts HERE” y’all are lucky that ao3 has tags and filters you can set
Sometimes shit was marked “lemon” and it’d just be them making out, and sometimes they’d just start pissing on each other
No rules, no laws, you took your life into your hands opening fics
A/N: this contains SLASH, that means TWO MEN, if that makes you uncomfy, DON’T READ!
A/N: please don’t sue me, o anime overlords, I’m not making any money off of this! I’m just a broke student! I don’t have any money!
A/N: I totally wrote this while high off 10 Red Bulls wheeeeeee!!!!!
A/N: COMMENT if you want me to continue the next chappy!!!
No, no, no
remember when there’d be interactions with the author and the characters?
InuYasha: I don’t get why I have to be here for this
A/N: Because it was in your contract!!1!1 *revs chainsaw*
god those were lawless times.
I've asked this question before and been surprised by the results, now I have access to more weirdos it's your problem:
It is the middle of a Sunday afternoon. You have nothing on, and aren't expecting visitors, deliveries or post.
Unexpectedly, there is a knock at the door.
Not naming options to skew votes but...
I think there's something fundamentally baffling with the way most of you think.
I’m gonna say walrus because I’m from Florida. People do weird shit in Florida. Who’s to say a bunch of crackheads wouldn’t steal a walrus from a zoo, drop it on some random guy’s doorstep, knock, then run away and just leave the walrus there like an Amazon package?
I ran an Aliens rpg years back. But the players didn't KNOW it was an Aliens game until halfway through the first session.
They thought it was a sci-fi game but they also thought the monsters were going to be zombies.
Over a period of 2 hours they then proceeded to make EVERY Aliens movie cliche "mistake" known to man. Because at the time they all made sense.
The characters in a story don't know they're in a story or what kind of story it is.
They might think their in a romcom instead of a slasher movie. And if you're not in a slasher movie, why the fuck would you search through every closet in your house just because a cup mysteriously fell off a table in the dining room?
Having a traumatic childhood means you cannot talk even objectively about your basic foundational experiences without it being "venting", even if you're not actually venting. You just straight up have a huge chunk of your life you can't talk about, full stop, without it being trauma dumping.
And it not being socially acceptable to talk about your own childhood is super alienating. Sometimes people want to know why, and any answer you can give them is going to be off putting.
It's to the point I get irritated when something I said is framed as venting when I'm literally just talking about my life experiences, doing my best to keep emotion out of it.
when I was in high school, I overheard two older students talking about a friend of theirs.
One of them said something like, "it doesn't bother me that [Friend] was in residential mental health treatment, I just wish they wouldn't talk about it ALL the time".
The other replied, "Well, that was all of last year for them. So when they say 'when I was in treatment,' it's like when you say 'last year'."
I try to remember that any time someone says something that sounds Shocking to me. sometimes one person's scary special crisis is another person's last year.
This can also be extended to ‘bragging’ when someone has done something that others feel envious about and they talk about it ‘all the time’ but really it’s just what they recently did.
Everyone has different life experiences and it’s important to remember that them talking about them isn’t necessarily them ‘venting’ or ‘bragging’ but instead sharing or trying to relate to what they know.