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journey before destination.

@aconfusedbird / aconfusedbird.tumblr.com

hey there. you can call me doragon or bird. thanks for dropping by! ---- they/them
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Anonymous asked:

meow

my roommates cat has been sitting outside of my door scratching at it and meowing miserably for like the past fifteen minutes and i havent let him in to give him any attention yet so the timing of this ask really makes it seem like hes decided to come anonymously harass me on tumblr instead

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Btw much as I love to make fun of twitter and reddit's business decisions, I have 0% trust in tumblr's management to not go a similar route so this is your gentle reminder that you should regularly go to your blog settings to export your blog. That's a fancy way of saying you can download a backup of your blog so if everything goes down you'll still have a backup of your posts & convos.

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It's gonna come as a surprise to most of you, but if you don't want to do that for whatever reason you're allowed to not reblog this post. I'm not holding a gun to your head here I'm just trying to spread the word for people who do want a backup of their stuff.

When I’m out with Deaf friends, I put my hearing aid in my purse. It removes any ability to hear, but far more importantly, it removes the ambiguity that often haunts me.

In a restaurant, we point to the menu and gesture with the wait staff. The servers taking the order respond with gestures too. They pantomime “drinks?” and tell us they learned a bit of signs in kindergarten. Looking a little embarrassed, they sign “Rain, rain, go away, come again another day” in the middle of asking our salad dressing choice. We smile and gently redirect them to the menu. My friends are pros at this routine and ordering is easy ― delightful even. The contrast with how it feels to be out with my hearing husband is stunning.

Once my friends and I have ordered, we sign up a storm, talking about everything and shy about nothing. What would be the point? People are staring anyway. Our language is lavish, our faces alive. My friends discuss the food, but for me, the food is unimportant. I’m feasting on the smorgasbord of communication ― the luxury of chatting in a language that I not only understand 100% but that is a pleasure in and of itself. Taking nothing for granted, I bask in it all, and everything goes swimmingly.

Until I accidentally say the word “soup” out loud.

Pointing at the menu, I let the word slip out to the server. And our delightful meal goes straight downhill. Suddenly, the wait staff’s mouths start flapping; the beautiful, reaching, visual parts of their brains go dead, as if switched off.

“Whadda payu dictorom danu?” the server’s mouth seems to say. “Buddica taluca mariney?”

“No, I’m Deaf,” I say. A friend taps the server and, pointing to her coffee, pantomimes milking a cow. But the damage is done. The server has moved to stand next to me and, with laser-focus, looks only at me. Her pen at the ready, her mouth moves like a fish. With stunning speed, the beauty of the previous interactions ― the pantomiming, the pointing, the cooperative taking of our order ― has disappeared. “Duwanaa disser wida coffee anmik? Or widabeeaw fayuh-mow?”

Austin “Awti” Andrews (who’s a child of Deaf adults, often written as CODA) describes a similar situation.

“Everything was going so well,” he says. “The waiter was gesturing, it was terrific. And then I just said one word, and pow!! It’s like a bullet of stupidity shot straight into the waiter’s head,” he explains by signing a bullet in slow motion, zipping through the air and hitting the waiter’s forehead. Powwwww.

Hearing people might be shocked by this, but Deaf people laugh uproariously, cathartically.

“Damn! All I did was say one word!” I say to my friends. “But why do you do that?” they ask, looking at me with consternation and pity. “Why don’t you just turn your voice off, for once and for all?” they say.

Hearing people would probably think I’m the lucky one ― the success story ― because I can talk. But I agree with my friends.

one of those time travel AUs where Vader goes back into his body as Anakin before he fell to the dark side and fixes everything. Palpatine is dead, the Jedi are alive, and everyone's happy. He never found out who Luke's twin sister was, but that's fine because this time around he'll get to know both of them from birth. The twins are born and Padmé says she wants to name their daughter Leia! :) And Anakin thinks, Hmm. Looking back I can see that Princess Leia was a good person, and we were only enemies because I went and became a Sith. Okay we can name our daughter Leia :)

Years pass and Leia starts growing older. The Organas adopt a completely different girl. Anakin's looking at his daughter like no, it can't be. No way. Do NOT tell me that Princess Leia was Luke's twin all along, but time keeps passing and it becomes increasingly apparent that this is indeed the case, and now he's having a Crisis

apparently I'm physically incapable of posting an au and then not drawing something for it

found out i'm the specialist little transmasc in the hair salon today

when i first started going to this salon my hair was about chest length and i asked the stylist to cut it to a little below the chin, because i wasn't brave enough to go any shorter. the next time i visited i asked him to cut it really short, like no longer than the top of my ears. here's how that conversation went:

"so... how long have you been thinking about this?"

"a long time." pause. "it's a gender thing."

"oh! okay. are there new pronouns i should use for you?"

"not yet but thanks for asking."

he gives me the most gender haircut ever and i love it and start to actually like looking in the mirror and everything. i've been getting it cut that way since, though i did inch it a little shorter from there. i went from someone who gets a haircut once a year because it always made me cry to someone who joyfully goes every eight weeks. i always tip him like 25% because this man was so integral to achieving the gender expression i wanted.

anyway, i have a haircut scheduled for tomorrow but i've been playing around with encouraging my curls and my hair is just like an inch too short for that atm, so i want to grow it out more. my partner needs a haircut so i'm like, well why don't i just call and slot them into my appointment.

"how long is their hair?" asks the receptionist.

oh, yeah, that would probably make for a longer appointment time, i think. "it's about mid-back, but they want to get it cut short."

"ah, yeah, unfortunately [stylist] doesn't do short cuts."

"uh. what do you mean he doesn't do short cuts."

"he specializes in long cuts, he doesn't do anything shorter than chin length."

she even went and asked him for me because i was obviously soso confused and was like "yeah he's not comfortable doing anything shorter than that"

so basically i assume what happened is his long-haired client was revealed to be a nervous baby transmasc and he was like "under no circumstances can i tell them i don't do short cuts. they'll be devastated. i'm sure i can make it work." and he did and then just kept this secret for like?? two years??? i need to buy this man some donuts or something omfg

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Oh god, I just aged several years in a single second, a friend of mine sent me a snippet from a fic that read someone put a VHS into a VCR and took so long getting back to it to press play that the menu screen had looped multiple times

every time I think maybe I am putting too much effort into researching the details of technological advances I lived through, something like this crosses my dash

For the young whippersnappers who don’t understand the issue, VHS tapes don’t have menu screens. That is not technologically possible on a tape.

A magnetic tape works because information has been magnetically encoded on the tape. The tape is very long, and is wound around two little spools, one at the end, one at the beginning. In the middle is a part where it is flat and there is a thing called a ‘head’ and it reads the magnetic encoding on the bit of the tape next to it and converting it into sound and/or images. When the tape plays, the little spools wind/unwind so that new sections of tape are constantly being run past the head. Every single thing a VCR can do is a function of controlling which part of the tape is next to the head.

You put the tape in the machine and press play on the machine, and it plays. You press stop and it stops. You press play again and it starts playing right where it left off, because while it’s stopped the tape is not moving past the head. You can pause it instead of stop it, which will leave the frame you paused on on the TV (in contrast to stopping, when the screen goes dark). You can fast forward, and it will wind the tape forward towards the end. You can rewind and it will wind the tape back to the beginning.

in my experience it usually played automatically on being fed a tape, and you had to pause or stop it to prevent this, which was awkward sometimes when the tv volume turned out to be set way too high

unless of course the tape hadn't been rewound before being taken out last time. then, unless auto-rewind was a feature of the VCR in question, you had to push that button first to get back to the start so the movie was watchable.

also if you wanted it to rewind quickly instead of playing the entire film backwards, silently, at maybe double speed, you pushed 'stop' first and it lifted the tape away from the reader to respool at speed.

I...have no words.

Wait, I do. My back hurts.

VHS tape plays like a picture book that turns its own pages. You can stop it yourself, or turn them back toward the front, but if you don't, it will start on its own and turn pages slowly until it reaches the end, and then stop there.

Camera film is like a picture book you can draw yourself, but you have to draw every picture without looking. If you try to look before it's properly printed, you'll get blank pages.

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I left no comment correcting the original piece of fiction, nor did I even name it so no one else could correct it, because fanfiction is a for-fun endeavor.

Additionally, no one on this thread is going "oh my god the kids don't even know about x?!" The point of the original post was "someone didn't know about something that was common in my childhood, and that makes me feel old" followed by several reblogs (in good humor) explaining what the thing is and how it functioned in case anyone did want to know (and several people in the notes did, when this originally went around), as well as reactions to how seeing our own early tech be unrecognizable makes us feel.

The emphasis here isn't on "this person got it wrong" the emphasis here is "I feel old for having lived through now-outdated technology such that I recognized this wasn't how it worked." It has nothing to do with the fanfiction piece I saw and everything to do with how much ibuprofen I'm going to take tonight.

In fact, here are my original tags:

And if you're writing something and including technology you don't know how to use because it was before your time and you have no reason to know how to use it the reasonable thing to do is just fact check how it works anyway.

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With all due respect, it's fanfiction. People don't have to research shit if they don't want to. Literally no one has to. There are literally people in my fandom, a significant portion of people actually, who haven't even seen the source material they're writing about, and it's fine. I don't care, they're here to have fun and I love that for them. This post isn't about telling people they have to do research or change anything. This post is about feeling old for recognizing outdated technology use in fic through inaccuracies in it's use. And also explaining that tech for anyone that either wants to know or wants to get the joke about why we feel old.

Please don't use my post to try to make anyone feel bad about not having done research so they can have fun. I don't care. No one nice actually cares; if anything it's kind of fun to see the discrepancy and see how people think things worked. It's sparked a lot of cool conversation about old tech in this case, which wouldn't have happened otherwise. Not everything has to be right to be fun and good.

hi, gentle reminder that you can reclaim slurs for yourself but not for the entire community! Please don't say g*y when talking about other fags, it is a harmful word that has been used against the queer community to hurt mlm, use less harmful words like cocksucker, faggot, queer, and fairy! Thank you ✨

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"biblical angels" you do realise there are angels in the old testament that are literally just regular looking guys, right? you do know that the hallucinogenic incoherent descriptions are in like. two books. and the rest of the time angels are just guys. you know that, right?

and I'm not saying don't have fun with weird angels. I'm saying, either the eldritch forms are for special occasions, or the society of the angels is Many-Eyed-Many-Winged-Interlocking-Circles, Four-Faces-Six-Wings, and Mike.

Literally Raphael is just a normal person!

this is what the heavenly breakroom is like

Oh no now I love the water cooler angel

sick of environmental and climate-friendly movements/fads throwing disabled and chronically ill people under the bus and even outright blaming us for the state of our world. “using albuterol inhalants is poisoning the atmosphere” “people who use non-reusable dishes and plasticware are responsible for landfills” “don’t use plastic straws or straws in general” “walk places or ride a bike or use the bus instead of driving everywhere” “don’t use same-day delivery from amazon” how about “don’t dump tons of oil in the ocean or burn a hole in the ozone or pollute the air with fossil fuels to make a quick buck”? how about “celebrities stop using private jets to fly to your vacation home every weekend so you don’t have to see the poors in commercial”?

like yeah, okay if you can walk or ride a bike or elect to not use straws, by all means, do that. but stop acting like people who DO need to use straws, or drive everywhere, or use inhalers, or eat with disposable dishes etc are the leading cause of global warming because we’re not. corporations and people with way too much money are. stop judging us for existing our disabled, ill lives because we don’t have the same options you do. it’s exhausting.

it’s disability month so please listen to us because this is still a problem

IN A RARE GOOD BIT OF AMERICAN NEWS, THE SUPREME COURT'S REACTION TO THE NORTH CAROLINA CASE OF "WE CAN DO WHATEVER WE WANT WITH FEDERAL ELECTIONS, ACTUALLY" WAS BOTH KEPT BY THE COURT AND DENIED WITH A FAIRLY RESOUNDING "YOU KNOCK THAT SHIT OFF"

This is huge. Every court watcher was predicting that the bench would side with the NC Republican Party because at least 5 justices had authored opinions supporting ISL theory. Not only have they struck it down, they’ve also established judicial precedent to enforce Section 2 of the Voting Rights Act more rigidly than ever before with  Allen v. Milligan. Alabama has been required to create a new black-majority congressional district, and the court just cleared the way for the same thing to happen in Louisiana. The Milligan decision establishes a very aggressive interpretation of the VRA’s ban on racial gerrymandering, essentially requiring states to factor in the proportionality of their non-white population when drawing congressional districts. And now with the Moore v. Harper decisions, state courts have the power to enforce that ruling and invalidate a LOT of the congressional maps in the US on the grounds of racial gerrymandering. This is a body blow to institutional racism that cannot be understated. And it came from the most conservative bench in modern history. Who would’ve thunk it?

I stated this really off the cuff and flippantly because I wasn’t expecting it to break containment, but this is a great actual breakdown of the situation for Americans who do need to know this and keep an eye on this, and also for anyone internationally who might be interested.