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Mouse Armor by Jeff De Boer
I love his stated intention behind these projects, ‘Confuse historians’.
@petermorwood I think you would appreciate this. 🐭⚔️
Thanks for thinking of me - I do appreciate it, in both senses. :->
There are a couple of posts about Jeff de Boer on my blog, because he doesn't just make armour for mice - he does it for cats as well.
He's never tried to put a real cat inside any of his creations.
Wise man...
I just accidentally made un-tea?????
I made green tea, but I forgot there was an old bag of chai in the kettle, so I mixed chai water with decaf green tea, then I mixed in like a half table spoon or something of that honey from the dollar store that they aren't legally allowed to call honey because there's too much corn syrup in it and some almond milk and a single drop of coffee creamer because we ran out and???? It tastes like??? Nothing????
It has LESS flavor than my tap water! HOW do you EVEN-
I think I made a flavor that's only perceptible to shrimp, that's the only explanation
It tried to make it again and I somehow made milk???? I used almond milk but it tastes like whole milk???? Like straight from the fucking tit what the fuck, HOW DID I MAKE LACTOSE FREE MILK WTF WTF HOWWW
Pretty sure OP are on their way to become a modern alchemist
Halp
New tumblr recipe dropped gang inform strange aeons
Oh dear
don't worry arrow I believe in you, you can make your tea. wait what's this cup- aaaææÆGHHH
Please stop trying to curse me
I made more untea, god help me
I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU GUYS TO *STOP* TRYING TO CURSE ME
Okay, my most popular post is a 20k Tim Drake post, you can't get this to a 100k that's actually ridiculous. Good luck doing the impossible, babes
Contact (1997)
and with your help it can rack up 700k notes on tumblr in 2024
no tumblr this doesnt need tags im releasing it into the wild as god intended
DUDE
Of course That Unelected Jackass did this. It's money that isn't in his fucking pocket.
I love seeing a meme and being like oh, tumblrs going to love this one
Peer reviewed tags.
Reblog today and you, too, can maliciously comply with facts of science.
Every time I see this quote I realize how poor even very smart people are at looking at the long game and at assessing these things in context.
One of my favourite illustrations of this was in a First Aid class. The instructor was a working paramedic. He asked, “Who here knows the stats on CPR? What percentage of people are saved by CPR outside a hospital?”
I happen to know but I’m trying not to be a TOTAL know it all in this class so I wait. And people guess 50% and he says, “Lower,” and 20% and so forth and eventually I sort of half put up my hand and I guess I had The Face because he eventually looked at me and said, “You know, don’t you.”
“My mom’s a doc,” I said. He gave me a “so say it” gesture and I said, “Four to ten percent depending on your sources.”
Everyone else looked surprised and horrified.
And the paramedic said, “We’re gonna talk a bit about some details of those figures* but first I want to talk about just this: when do you do CPR?”
The class dutifully replies: when someone is unconscious, not breathing, and has no pulse.
“What do we call someone who is unconscious, not breathing, and has no pulse?”
The class tries to figure out what the trick question is so I jump over the long pause and say, “A corpse.”
“Right,” says the paramedic. “Someone who isn’t breathing and has no heartbeat is dead. So what I’m telling you is that with this technique you have a 4-10% chance of raising the dead.”
So no, artists did not stop the Vietnam War from happening with the sheer Power of Art. The forces driving that military intervention were huge, had generations of momentum and are actually pretty damn complicated.
But if you think the mass rejection of the war was as meaningless as a soufflé - well.
Try sitting here for ten seconds and imagining where we’d be if the entire intellectual and artistic drive of the culture had been FOR the war. If everyone thought it was a GREAT IDEA.
What the whole world would look like.
Four-to-ten percent means that ninety to ninety-six percent of the time - more than nine times out of ten - CPR will do nothing, but that one time you’ll be in the company of someone worshipped as an incarnate god.
If you think the artists and performers attacking and showing up people like Donald Trump is meaningless try imagining a version of the world wherein they weren’t there.
(*if you’re curious: those stats count EVERY reported case of CPR, while the effectiveness of it is extremely time-related. With those who have had continuous CPR from the SECOND they went down, the number is actually above 80%. It drops hugely every 30 seconds from then on. When you count ALL cases you count cases where the person has already been down several minutes but a bystander still starts CPR, which affects the stats)
That Vonnegut quote brings this particular moment to mind:
Yes, it’s just a pie. Yes, the pie itself doesn’t do much direct damage in the grand scheme of things. But the pie is resistance, and resistance inspires resistance. Resistance inspires survival. Throwing pies sometimes starts a movement. Throwing pies sometimes saves lives.
And of course, we haven’t spoken about the inherent morality of throwing pies at oppressors in a world where oppressors have outlawed pie throwing. At the very least, pie throwing is a reminder to the oppressors that no matter how much money they have, no matter how much power they have, there are still some people, some moments they can’t control.
I’d rather go out throwing pies than just rolling over and accepting that pie throwing isn’t going to solve anything. Yeah, the pie throwing doesn’t immediately solve the problem, but it doesn’t have to because it’s just a starting point. So throw the damn pie.
“If you don’t stand for something, you’ll fall for anything”
had a dream that the cool new trend was to drink water but only while standing in doorways because that made the water “more liminal” which was a good thing for unclear reasons
why does this have 32k notes? it’s just a picture of a knife in a ranch bottle, is there some unspoken joke that 32 thousand people share? what is going on here, i dont get it. it’s just a fucking picture of a knife in a ranch bottle. is there some spiritual connection people have to this picture? is there some ominous and mystical reasoning that this has 32 thousand notes? do people reblog this because it makes them look like some indie blogger? or is there just something funny to this? someone please explain
no one tell him
And it’s back
In the back.
And the front.
And the sides…
The Doctor and The Master implies a third, less prestigious renegade timelord named The Bachelor
An immortal who regenerates into new bodies but maintains the same core identity and continuity of memories even if there are marked changes in personality, you say?
Weirdly fixated on England, you say?
The Bachelor, you say?
May I propose a theory:
Sorry, no, doesn't work. Bond was actually married very briefly, at the end of On Her Majesty's Secret Service; Blofeld and Irma Blunt killed his wife minutes after the ceremony. (Unintentionally; they were gunning for Bond, but got Tracy instead.) It's why he's very much a womanizer for much of the franchise afterwards, and doesn't have another relationship of that level until SPECTRE in the Craig era. (And, well, if you haven't seen No Time to Die, I'll just say that once again it effectively ends in tragedy...)
let it be so
“My lord, I know you are the demon lord and I am but a lowly advisor, but please listen to me. I suggest that instead of sending the hero slightly stronger demons to kill each time, we just send the strongest one right away”
“Do you know why the heroes fight us, advisor?”
“Because…. because we threaten their homeland, my lord?”
“And why do we threaten their homeland?”
“Because Kushiel rules it and she exiled you?”
“Close. Because Kushiel rules it and she must be stopped. But we cannot stop her.”
“I’m… not sure I follow, my liege.”
“I am not surprised. This war started long before you were born, did it not?”
“Yes, my lord, at least a dozen centuries before.”
“And I was at least a dozen centuries old when this war began. We sent our strongest soldiers, our mightiest armies. And Kushiel sent children.”
“Children…? Then… how did we not win?”
“Would you like to fight an army of children? See the light that should have burned a century be snuffed out after barely a decade?”
“Well… not particularly, no.”
“Nor did we, and Kushiel knew this. She gives them no training for she knows the worse off they are the worse it will be for us to face them. This went on for several centuries. She fills her people’s heads with stories, false prophecies about how a child will someday defeat the tyrannical ruler who threatens them. And so, we are helping that prophecy become true.”
“Wait, what?”
“We cannot hope to defeat Kushiel. We do not know her with any intimacy. We cannot predict her movements. All we know is she will keep sending children. So we train them. We send out weakest soldiers, those willing to die knowing their sacrifice will eventually be her undoing. Someday, a hero will come who is able to defeat us. A hero who will slaughter our weakest, then our next weakest, and will continue to do so until even I lay dead at their feet. And then the hero will come here and sit in my throne and peer from my grand window. Sit. Tell me what they will see.”
“It…. It’s a graveyard, sir.”
“Those are the graves of all the children Kushiel has sent to die at our hands. Some became adults before they finally fell, but they were always children when they started. We bury them here. And someday a hero will come who will free us from this grievous task. They will take my throne, sit upon it, and see what Kushiel deemed a worthy price for this mere chair. And then the hero will realize who they must fight next. And thanks to us, they will have gained the strength and training necessary to make sure the prophecy is fulfilled and the tyrant will finally die.”
Chiitan 😭
5 Calls is an app on Android and Apple that allows you to quickly choose a topic and know (based on your zip code) which reps to call. Here's what the screen looks like:
Given how many people are calling, a lot of voicemail boxes are full. You can Google the rep and find other numbers for them though. My senators have multiple offices and I've always been able to find one with space.
Here's the script I'm adjusting to the topics I am calling about:
I've been leaving voicemail after hours rather than calling when they're open because I get phone anxiety.
In order to not be repetitive and to be more effective I've made sure to search news on actions my Democrat reps are taking and thank them specifically for what they've done as I encourage them to do more.
It let's them know I'm paying real attention and provides some moral support against the death threats the fascists are sending them.
Oh, my district representative fucking knows how upset his constituents are. He's one of the ones who walked out of a town hall not too long ago because they were yelling at him for toeing Trump and DOGE's bullshit line.
Frankly, if they'd had hot tar and a bag of feathers in the back of the room, it wouldn't have surprised me. Folks in this district are pissed.
