Spaceman High

Wild boar waterslide

there's a massive cadre of people on here who can best be described by the phrase "be gay do war crimes"

#it's me#I'm that person

this is not intended to be a funny quirky joke meme phrase it's a description of american or otherwise western gays with deeply imperialist and racist tendencies, you do not want to say you're this person

Genuinely can you shut the fuck up. do you hear yourself rn

@clarissa39 are you sure you kicked the racism and imperialism? Cause it sure doesn't fucking seem like it

Yeah you're right, it's an ongoing process to correct my attitudes and it's going to take a lot of time and effort but is very much the right thing to do. What I mean here is what I have done and been complicit in in the past doesn't go away because I'm getting better and trying to correct my past errors.

Also because I was involved in the YPG in Syria as an irregular, so an illegal combatant...you know, a war criminal

Like very literally this is why I joke about it.

you could've led with that last part and saved everyone a lot of trouble but it is admittedly very funny that you didn't

reading a cool security research article about a group who developed an automated scanner to find exposed Firebase databases, and the section where they talk about all of the companies they contacted to report the issue and the different responses has one of the funniest screenshots I've ever seen

(about a gambling website where login details were exposed)

i tell people to play the witness an awful lot, but that's because i think everyone should play it at some point, not because i think everyone will like it. it flaunts a lot of accepted "musts" of video game design in ways that i think are really cool and fun to think about, but also in ways that i imagine most people would find incredibly boring and/or unsatisfying.

however, no matter what (as long as they're not being an edgelord), i always find this game interesting to talk about with people. so really, i recommend it so i have more people to do that with. it's a game that, textually and metatextually, has made me appreciate the breadth of human opinion, and i want there to be more opinions about this game.

like im not even joking when i say that even every negative opinion ive heard about this game has made me love it more. it had that kind of effect on me.

weirdly enough, my first exposure to the game was through nerdcubed's video on it around the time it came out, which is. actually one of the worst reviews i've ever seen. there's an extremely major spoiler literally within the first two minutes, and furthermore he just sort of... refuses to engage with the text ? like, because the game intentionally does not signpost which puzzles are required for progression (so as not to encourage the player to skip any), he keeps assuming that puzzle sets he comes across is a skippable tutorial ? and ends up spending a total of, like, thirty seconds in each area before moving on. i'm really curious what he thought progression actually looks like. he also said a lot of stuff i disagree with but i tried to stick with methodological problems in this paragraph.

(i said i liked how many opinions there were about this game, i didn't say i like what those opinions said !)

anyway. i didn't play it until 5 years later and now it's my favorite game of all time. it's funny how that works.

how it feels to come home from work at 8pm eat a huge portion of pork fried rice and immediately go beddy bye afterwards

Everyone on 4/13, crawling out of their secret homestuck bunkers,

Neil!!!

By Lynda Barry  May 2016

Its good that i have a blog now cuz I used to write all this bullshit down physically in a diary and my mom found mine and read it when i was 15 and i got in so much trouble cuz i drew goku with a boner so foreboding frightening it cleaved his jorts clean in half down the crotch seam and she threw it in a dumpster but then i crawled inside and retrieved it in the dark of night to preserve the archives of my mind but I lost it the very next day cuz i dropped it into the wave pool at Wild Wild n Wet (waterpark). Nowadays relying on digital spaces we have no guarantee of our eras information being preserved for futture generations tho and as the lights go out The silence will be suffocating and we will all be boner goku at the bottom of the wave pool at Wild Wild and Wet lowkey so u might as well start an nsfw twitter with ur government name and credit card info in bio tbh

2/12/2021

I am developing a gay hookup app with roguelike and deckbuilding elements

Super Mario style Italy map

by Sir_Lazz

Carl Mydans     Tamale Seller, Brownsville, Texas     1939

It’s so hard to find life saving tamales these days.

~ Crab Vessel with Double Spout.

Place of origin: Colombia, Calima Region

Period: Ilama Period

Date: 1500 B.C.-A.D. 100

Medium: Ceramics

The tailors at Colonial Williamsburg made a suit for their cat

The best part is that they were inspired by a diary entry from 1775, written by a 12 year old tailor’s apprentice who had been left unsupervised all day and decided to make a suit for a cat. Here’s a link to the blog post about it, but I’ll just paste the whole diary entry here:

“I had been at work about two months when Christmas came on – and here I must relate a little anecdote. The principal [the tailor] and his lady were invited to a party among their friends…while it devolved on me to stay at home and keep house. There was nothing left me in charge to do, only to take care of the house. There was a large cat that generally lay about the fire. In order to try my mechanical powers, I concluded to make a suit of clothing for puss, and for my purpose gathered some scraps of cloth that lay about the shop-board, and went to work as hard as I could. Late in the evening I got my suit of clothes finished; I caught the cat, put on the whole suit – coat, vest, and small-clothes [breeches] – buttoned all on tight, and set down my cat to inspect the fit. 

“Unfortunately for me there was a hole through the floor close to the fireplace, just large enough for the cat to pass down; after making some efforts to get rid of the clothes, and failing, pussy descended through the hole and disappeared; the floor was tight and the house underpinned with brick, so there was no chance of pursuit. I consoled myself with a hope that the cat would extricate itself from its incumbrance, but not so; night came and I had made on a good fire and seated myself for some two or three hours after dark, when who should make their appearance but my master and mistress and two young men, all in good humor, with two or three bottles of rum. After all were seated around the fire, who should appear amongst us but the cat in his uniform. I was struck speechless, the secret was out and had no chance of concealing; the cat was caught, the whole work inspected and the question asked, is this your day’s work? I was obliged to answer in the affirmative; I would then have been willing to take a good whipping, and let it stop there, but no, to complete my mortification the clothes were carefully taken off the cat and hung up in the shop for the inspection of all customers that came in.”

OH MY GOD.