Happy Mother's Day!
Me: Yay tattoo time, good bye $600!
My cat, as I exit the tattoo parlour: mother, I require the assistance of a veterinarian.
I like the expression new-fangled. I don't know what it means for something to be fangled, but I sure as hell know it was recent
It’s from the Old English word feng, which can mean “to take”, or also “to grasp, hold, or embrace”. So something that’s newfangled is something that was taken up recently.
The reason it’s using this pretty archaic root is that it’s an older word than a lot of people think. Here it is in the Canterbury Tales.
Minutes after posting: "Why did I write archaic when I could have gone with old-fangled?"
Reblog to fangle this post
guys i am fucking crying i got an old copy of pilgrims progress from a used booksale and i just opened it and there's a handwritten dedication to a girl from her grandfather from christmas 1888 and she put a little fucking drawing in the back and im sitting on my bed losing my fucking mind over a hundred years ago a grandpa gave this book to "miss maggie" and she loved it and it's lasted a century and im holding it right now
i showed the book to my mom when she came home from a trip and she reminded me that in little women (1868) each of the march sisters got a copy of pilgrim’s progress under their pillow for christmas there is a high, high, HIGH chance that this little girl was a huge fan of little women and talked to her grandfather about it and he got her a classic book just like her 1880s blorbos i am flailing on the ground humanity is so special
Not apocalyptic levels of OhFuck unless you’ve sat through a Cat5, but shit’s been like this for a long time now. We just put up with it for far too fucking long:
Me: I need to go home. There’s a hurricane coming and my basement apartment is on the coast, so I’m worried about my cats. (To myself: And maybe needing to evacuate.)
Boss: Is your house and your cats more important than this job?
Me: YES.
Boss: …oh. Okay. Uh…see you tomorrow…
Different boss, several years later, a conversation that happened multiple times:
Me: Hey, it’s starting to really snow outside, I live on a steep hill, and I only have 2-wheel drive. If I don’t leave now, I can’t get home.
Boss: Is getting home more important than getting your job done tonight?
Me: Considering I value my life more than I value this paperwork being digitized? YES.
Boss: ….
Me: Bye. See you tomorrow.
Boss: Uh, yeah, okay.
Different atttempt:
Boss: Why don’t you just get a hotel after work?
Me: Do I get a raise so I can afford it?
Boss: No.
Me: Bye. See you tomorrow.
Boss: Is getting home
more important than getting
your job done tonight?
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
Haikubot aside we should normalize saying those things to bosses absolutely. It’s only going to get worse.
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My queers, we really need to put the "no men" thing away. Men are not inherently bad. There are queer men. There are questioning men. There's men that are just plain cool. Denying these men a space at our table is not helping - except the TERFs. I just came off the back of reading a transphobe gleeful rant about the need to have pride without men - They of course mean me. This kind of stuff is damaging to me and I really need us all to take a step back and maybe kill this "men dni, men not allowed" stuff. What you mean is "no men who are going to do mean stuff to me." And frankly those men won't give a shit about that kind of boundary.
But I promise you there's a fleet of good honest men who will see that and be sad they're not allowed in your version of queer spaces.
PATRIARCHY is what you hate. Dni Patriarchs.
The TERFs have gotten ahold of this post and are doing a lot to try and dehumanize me or send me death threats because of this. Some of those blogs were children or very close to it. I can't tell you how that horrifies me to see people caught up in a hate movement that obliterates self-examination so young. Those are precious days being stolen from those people. Being trans I know what it's like to lose that time and never get it back.
However it's important to recognise that there's clearly something in this message of tolerance that they don't want to get out, and foolishly by repeatedly reblogging versions of my post, they're actually raising the profile of the original message.
I'm quite weary of getting death threats, let's show them our compassion and unity will always overcome their isolation and hatred.
Reblog this post or any version of it that doesn't have the hateful messages attatched, spread the message further. If they didn't want to be a part of getting this message to see a wider audience then they shouldn't have started fucking with me.
Please reblog and fight fascism with me today!
I’m listening to the new Juno Steel episode and I hate Nureyev being a dick but I totally get it and I love Juno being like okay first of all fuck you just because you’re in pain doesn’t mean you get to hurt me and ABSOLUTELY doesn’t mean you get to hurt RUBY like yes Maam protect your alien slime car daughter
Nureyev’s reaction to the Dokana group reminds me of Arthur’s reaction to Larson: sheer unadulterated terror. And that scares me
“She was young, real young, mid twenties at a stretch” listening to that made me remember that Juno and Nureyev are the youngest Aurinko’s at FOURTY and also it made me feel like an absolute baby because I’m TURNING twenty
“Messing with Dokana, risking your life for this kind of thing, that was an old man’s job” ten minutes later “keep up old timer” “who are you calling old??” Grumpy Old Man Juno Steel My Beloved
“I do a lot of sneaking around” “(suspicious) are you a thief or something?” “She has the skills for it” gay dads going through their third divorce unanimously adopting their new crime daughter. Buddy will be delighted to have a grand daughter
WHAT THE FUCK IF ANYTHING HAPPENS TO THE CRIME DAUGHTER IM GOIMG TO COMMIT CRIMES HARLEY KEVIN YOU BETTER NOT HURT MELEE
Please stop making me tap the sign
OP, I know you have an important point, but I'd also like you to see the way tumblr's Recommended For You tab truncates your image to make it a very different question
If the right way is too hard, fuck it. Do it the wrong way.
Folding clothes keeps you from getting the laundry done? Stop folding clothes. Put a basket in your room and throw your unfolded clean stuff into it right out of the dryer, it's fine.
Rinsing dishes off keeps you from loading the dishwasher? Load them dirty and run it twice.
Chopping onions keeps you from making yourself dinner? Buy the freezer bags of chopped onions.
You forget to take your meds and don't want to get out of bed to get them? Start putting them next to the bed.
Can't keep up with the dishes? Get paper plates. Worried about environment impact? Order biodegradable ones online if your local store doesn't have one.
Make the task easier. Put things where you use them instead of where they "go." Eliminate the steps that keep you from finishing the task. Eliminate the task that is stressing you out.
Do it the "wrong" way. It's literally fine.
This is huge. I have been working on this for years with great success.
If the system doesn’t work for you and you’re the only one who uses it, DON’T CHANGE YOURSELF, CHANGE THE SYSTEM.
It’s not the wrong way if it works.
I've decided to use the term "convenience food" instead of "junk food."
I think it's more honest, and less loaded. It's all food, some of it is more appropriate when you don't have the spoons left for food prep. It takes slightly more energy to peel a banana than to open a bag of chips.
We try to save the convenience food for days when we need something easy, so eat a banana.
ENNH! WRONG ANSWER
All food fuels your body. If it contains calories, it is fuel. Some foods are denser fuels, some foods have nice additional benefits, but all foods fuel you.
Some foods are really good for building muscle, or supporting your bone health, or giving you energy. Some foods are really good at tasting nice. All of them fuel your body.
Good food/bad food is just puritan dichotomous thinking in service of the Shame Industrial Complex- let's get those "should" hooks intob everything you enjoy.
Food is fuel. Your relationship with it is personal. Almost all dichotomies oversimplify beyond utility.
So, I had to do a bunch of therapy as a kid because I had anorexia. My dietician drilled into me "food has no moral value. there's no such thing as Good Food or Bad Food; if it's edible and you're not allergic to it, then it has a use in your diet, even if that use is just 'enjoy eating it'. Enjoyment is part of your diet and happiness is a vital nutrient." Basically, even if ice cream "isn't healthy," if it helps you feel better after a shitty day then it's fulfilling one of your basic needs: happiness. So eat the fucking ice cream and feel better. ENJOYMENT IS PART OF YOUR DIET AND HAPPINESS IS A NUTRIENT
you’re twelve years old and you break your father’s hand when he hi-fives you. the first thing you learn is that the smallest slip up can hurt the people you love. your (foster) father smiles and says it’s okay (it’s not).
your parents are not your parents. the idyllic farming community that raised you is not your home. you’re a You-Don’t-Know-What from You-Don’t-Know-Where. all you know for sure is that you’re not human.
so you can fly. so you can run fast. so you can lift cars. so what? why do you even have this power? what should you even do with it?
your father said do what’s right, so that’s what you do.
you stop a robbery. the man’s knife shatters against your skin and you see the same fear in his eyes that you saw in your father’s when you were twelve. you catch a falling child before it can hit the water. his mother looks at you like you’re a god.
they love you, even though they don’t know you. the most powerful man in the world hates you because they love you.
you wanted to write when you were younger. you wanted to tell stories that needed to be told. you never wanted to star in them. you never wanted super-geniuses and demi-goddesses looking to you for advice; like you have any idea how to handle threats to reality itself. you’re just a kid from smallville who’s trying to do the best he can with what he’s given.
you try and get back to the farm as much as you can. it feels normal being back among the open wheat; where everyone smiles because you’re that nice Kent boy.
when you were younger, you pretended to fly, hands out to your sides and running through the tall grass by the river. it doesn’t look as beautiful from on high; the details get lost and the colors of your hometown blur together from a mile above ground.
the problem with flying is that it puts you so far above people you care about
“oh but Superman is such a boring c-“ shut up shut up shut up forever.
There is some pretty shocking footage out there of the Baltimore bridge collapse early this morning. I've already seen some incredibly wrong, incredibly insensitive Hot Takes about how shitty the bridge was to have fallen after being bonked by a boat, etc
Please don't be that person.
The facts will come out. Speculation is silly. In addition to loss of life, the Francis Scott Key bridge was a major arterial in that region's highway system. Its loss will be felt for years, and not just to daily commuters.
Baltimore harbor is closed. No shipping at all. This will impact supply chains in ways we cannot even assess yet.
It's pretty fucked up.
Hey y'all, Baltimorian here.
- This is a huge fucking deal and if we can't get the harbor clear and operational and shipping contracts move to another city, they will never come back.
- That was an arch suspension bridge. What happens when you knock down one strut of an arch? You know, an arch, the engineering principal that relies on distributing force across a specific shape?
- That boat was 95 fucking tons.
- The boat put in a mayday call to the port, allowing them to shut down traffic on the bridge SAVING TONS OF PEOPLE.
- The construction workers are the ones we still can't locate and everyone here is furiously working to save them STILL so it's fucked up beyond belief when everyone from outside is wanting to talk about everything else first and I have hella respect for our mayor and governor for just laying that out when asked.
- There are legit critiques you can make about what kinds of engineering could have been done to shore up against this, like more dolphins (special piers that act like traffic poles to keep boats well away from the supporting struts of the bridge) or maybe bumpers, but unless your ass has an engineering degree and can show me your work on how you would keep a 95 ton object traveling at 9 fucking knots and knocking into one leg of an arch suspension bridge from destroying said bridge, you need to sit the fuck down.
- If you're worried about people here, there's not much you can do at the moment but you can sure as hell lobby your senators and congresspeople to support Biden sending money to Baltimore to fix this. This is a huge problem and we just do not have the money to fix it. It took from 1972 to 1977 to build the Key bridge and will take that long or longer to replace it. I'm sure there will be lots of talk about corruption and other bullshit but what I've seen so far is the people of Baltimore showing up and showing out for our own, lining up food trucks for first responders, church groups going with potluck food, local boats and helicopters helping in the search (which again is still active).
Minor correction, the boat was 95 THOUSAND tons.
I think some people aren't getting the full scope of the ship's size. It's almost a thousand feet long. I can't imagine a structure getting hit by something that big and that heavy with any amount of speed without sustaining some sort of catastrophic damage.