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Milky cicada aka white ghost cicada, Ayuthia spectabile, Cicadinae (Translucent Cicadas)
Found in Southeast Asia
Photos 1-2 by Bernard Dupont, 3 by lungchris, 4 by yriassic85, 5 by jackychiangmai, 6 by nomascus, 7 by charliev, and 8 by liuguangyu
These are the books I'm going to be reading as a palate cleanser for the last horrible book I read
i hate my linear algebra textbook.
Yeah but I guarantee you will remember what shearing is the rest of your life. (whether you want to or not)
Somehow both of these are relevant to geology. I literally just studied shear today for structural geology, and was studying fluid flow for sedimentology several days before.
This is the English word I want to get tattooed on my wrist. It means “to keep breathing even though the water rises all around you.” English is such a mystical exotic language. They can fit so much meaning into so small a word.
[ID: text written in all caps that reads, “scuba”. /End ID.]
who keeps giving her these things
she ends up condemned too D:
damn bitch get it together
She’s a Darklord now too
This what my phone translates the last card to
hey guys guess what
her old friends joined her
Good for them fuck shit up ladies
I wanna add those two girls’ names as cards, and they’re pretty great names.
Also they are 100% drawn to be placed at Condemned Darklord’s sides.
This is what peak polyamory looks like.
First of all, this book is awful. I got a third of the way, considered dropping it but I was like I can power through this. Then I got to the horrific rape scene and wished I had just stopped reading the damn thing. But what's interesting about this book is the things left behind by the previous owner.
Right when you open the cover, they have taped in a magazine clipping with a description of the book.
Further in was a brochure for a river cruise.
Finally this poorly written article by an author my husband and I have mocked in the past.
From these items I have deduced the previous owner was a rich conservative christian that purchased this book from a catalogue and read it while on a river cruise.
Hello everyone. It is my pleasure to bring you the greatest house I have ever seen. The house of a true visionary. A real ad-hocist. A genuine pioneer of fenestration. This house is in Alabama. It was built in 1980 and costs around $5 million. It is worth every penny. Perhaps more.
Now, I know what you're thinking: "Come on, Kate, that's a little kooky, but certainly it's not McMansion Heaven. This is very much a house in the earthly realm. Purgatory. McMansion Purgatory." Well, let me now play Beatrice to your Dante, young Pilgrim. Welcome. Welcome, welcome, welcome.
It is rare to find a house that has everything. A house that wills itself into Postmodernism yet remains unable to let go of the kookiest moments of the prior zeitgeist, the Bruce Goffs and Earthships, the commune houses built from car windshields, the seventies moments of psychedelic hippie fracture. It is everything. It has everything. It is theme park, it is High Tech. It is Renaissance (in the San Antonio Riverwalk sense of the word.) It is medieval. It is maybe the greatest pastiche to sucker itself to the side of a mountain, perilously overlooking a large body of water. Look at it. Just look.
The inside is white. This makes it dreamlike, almost benevolent. It is bright because this is McMansion Heaven and Gray is for McMansion Hell. There is an overbearing sheen of 80s optimism. In this house, the credit default swap has not yet been invented, but could be.
It takes a lot for me to drop the cocaine word because I think it's a cheap joke. But there's something about this example that makes it plausible, not in a derogatory way, but in a liberatory one, a sensuous one. Someone created this house to have a particular experience, a particular feeling. It possesses an element of true fantasy, the thematic. Its rooms are not meant to be one cohesive composition, but rather a series of scenes, of vastly different spatial moments, compressed, expanded, bright, close.
And then there's this kitchen for some reason. Or so you think. Everything the interior design tries to hide, namely how unceasingly peculiar the house is, it is not entirely able to because the choices made here remain decadent, indulgent, albeit in a more familiar way.
Rare is it to discover an interior wherein one truly must wear sunglasses. The environment created in service to transparency has to somewhat prevent the elements from penetrating too deep while retaining their desirable qualities. I don't think an architect designed this house. An architect would have had access to specifically engineered products for this purpose. Whoever built this house had certain access to architectural catalogues but not those used in the highest end or most structurally complex projects. The customization here lies in the assemblage of materials and in doing so stretches them to the height of their imaginative capacity. To borrow from Charles Jencks, ad-hoc is a perfect description. It is an architecture of availability and of adventure.
A small interlude. We are outside. There is no rear exterior view of this house because it would be impossible to get one from the scrawny lawn that lies at its depths. This space is intended to serve the same purpose, which is to look upon the house itself as much as gaze from the house to the world beyond.
Living in a city, I often think about exhibitionism. Living in a city is inherently exhibitionist. A house is a permeable visible surface; it is entirely possible that someone will catch a glimpse of me they're not supposed to when I rush to the living room in only a t-shirt to turn out the light before bed. But this is a space that is only exhibitionist in the sense that it is an architecture of exposure, and yet this exposure would not be possible without the protection of the site, of the distance from every other pair of eyes. In this respect, a double freedom is secured. The window intimates the potential of seeing. But no one sees.
At the heart of this house lies a strange mix of concepts. Postmodern classicist columns of the Disney World set. The unpolished edge of the vernacular. There is also an organicist bent to the whole thing, something more Goff than Gaudí, and here we see some of the house's most organic forms, the monolith- or shell-like vanity mixed with the luminous artifice of mirrors and white. A backlit cave, primitive and performative at the same time, which is, in essence, the dialectic of the luxury bathroom.
And yet our McMansion Heaven is still a McMansion. It is still an accumulation of deliberate signifiers of wealth, very much a construction with the secondary purpose of invoking envy, a palatial residence designed without much cohesion. The presence of golf, of wood, of masculine and patriarchal symbolism with an undercurrent of luxury drives that point home. The McMansion can aspire to an art form, but there are still many levels to ascend before one gets to where God's sitting.
Completely devastated to hear Akira Toriyama has left us. Dragon Ball had an incalculably huge impact on my life. Rest in peace.
Of course I find out while I’m on vacation and don’t have access to my figures to take a nice proper memorial post photo, but here’s a serene pic of Crotchku on the beach. I hope it’s beautiful and peaceful wherever that man’s soul is. Thanks for everything.
My dad managed to send me a Dr. McCoy meme I had miraculously never seen before:
defrost kelley
surely the conses wont quence
peer reviewed
MR FASHIONIST, Your daily dose of inspiration
"Oops" Chair; Jake Cress, 1991 I saw this chair today, and I am absolutely enthralled by it. It is playful, it is fun, and when I looked into the artist, he has a whole series of what he calls "animated furniture."
*says a fact in a conversation and a wikipedia citation appears next to my head*
*clicks the citation*
*text pops up saying “this is not true. He saw this in a youtube video once in 2014 and took it as fact”. the words “youtube video” are underlined and in blue”
*clicks on the link*
Bitches out here roleplaying internet trolling
the lovers ~ pokemon tarot series ~ edition of 40 available here
I got some cute little shelves for my One Piece figurines
