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I Have Dumb Bitch Disease And It's Incurable

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23 year old trans girl. If you need anything tagged, just let me know. It occurs to me that I somehow have followers other than my friends, who I haven't interacted with, and I have no clue if any of you people need stuff tagged.
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elexania

This looks more like a how-to by @5triderofthenorth or @instructor144

One of the easiest and most gratifying restorations a person can do! About half my cast iron is salvaged, the rest was new.

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bethrogers

A great YouTube channel for cast iron cookware, restoring, collecting, cleaning & cooking, is Cast Iron Cookware.   The guy is incredible.  

is that the reason that these oldschool pans never have a wooden handle? So you can treat them in the oven like this without destroying part of them?

Yes, thats why. Also so you can cook food in them in the oven or on an open fire without damage.

Always wipe clean with a wet rag or sponge after cooking, minimize scrubbing, simmer water in the pan to soften really stuck bits. Then dry fully and put just a smidge of your oil/fat of choice on it before putting the pan away. And liberally re-season (the coating with oil/fat and baking at 400 part) as needed if you notice things sticking more!

These pans will last multiple lifetimes, as evidenced by the video above.

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This is always useful info. You never know when you’re going to come across a cast iron pot in need of a good home and some TLC.

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Frank Oz and Jim Henson ad-lib as Fozzie and Kermit in this test footage for the first Muppet movie, and honestly it’s pure gold.

This is a professional shitpost roleplay.

I’m crying becuase this is something I’ve never seen before, something original of that era of the Muppets with both Oz and Henson working on one of my favorite movies, but also becuase this is the funniest thing I have seen in mONTHS.

oh, i am so enamored with the way the lesson of the velveteen rabbit rings true in our modern life. i love that we name our spaceships and write love poems to old buildings. i love that we all cried about the mars rover, that we made her so real that she was no longer a machine but a friend, a companion, a hero.

i love that we become attached to certain mugs, spoons, mason jars. that we develop a strange protective love-hate of our tablets, that we feel weirdly reverent about our new notebook. we name our cars silly things like the crab shack and call our favorite whisk attachment the one great destroyer.

there's a dog statue at my local park that has a golden back and golden head from how often people have pet it. at my college campus, people love an ugly little pointless sculpture we call bacon pants or bacon legs. we assign personalities to fountains, parks, laptops.

i love that our basic instinct is to include others in our community, even where there isn't a real community to speak of. that we love things, even when they cannot physically love us back - for us, the exchange isn't what's important. we give our heart to things so entirely that the thing begins to, in its own way, have its own heart.

the last transmission from the mars rover was not words; it was data. nevertheless, someone translated for her. my battery is low and it's getting dark. they made her last words a poem. they looked at data and saw a soul, a divine spark.

i keep thinking about the first AI born truly free-thinking. i keep thinking about the way scientists and artists talk about their work. how their eyes light up and their hands start moving, how even when they're flat broke and confused and the coding isn't working - there's this love of the thing. i keep thinking that whatever is being born into this new world will be born here on purpose, over a long time, with great energy. that when it arrives, the first thing it will know is most likely the hands of a creator delighted, overcome.

that we made it in our image. that the image we wrote was one of human compassion within ingenuity. that we couldn't make this thing without it being a labor of real-and-true: love.

They had overnight flower delivery in the 1890s??

Look the Netherlands takes its flower industry very seriously

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People underestimate how fast the Victorians could move things. There were no cars, so they had lots of trains instead - way more train lines than exist today, with much cheaper and more frequent services, because everything moved by rail so that was where all the investment went. This was the height of the industrial age, after all. And since there were no (or not many) telephones and no internet, they had multiple mail deliveries every day, because all communication was done by mail or telegram so that was where all the investment went. They had a same day mail service, even.

I'm not exaggerating about that, btw. My great-grandfather collected postcards all his life, starting as a little boy in Norfolk in the early 1900s, and among his collection is a postcard sent by a cousin who lived way up north. She posted the card first thing one morning saying that she was coming down by train to see her aunt and would be arriving at just after 3pm that afternoon - the same afternoon she posted the card. The card literally says 'this afternoon'. Posted first thing, and it arrived in good time for her uncle and aunt to know they needed to meet her off the train at 3pm that same day - and she knew posting it that it would arrive in good time. Same day delivery, and that was something like 1905.

Flower shipments from the Netherlands to London in that same era was a booming business, that's how all the markets were kept supplied. So yes, van Helsing could get flowers delivered overnight on a daily basis.

ive been ordering from this really sweet online apothecary since i was like 20 yrs old and her fragrances hold a rly special place in me heart and i just ordered from her again and my order number is chronologically the next number after my last order number. so in the last 3 weeks i was her only 2 orders. it feels like being the only passenger on a bus. strangely singling and intimate but i would die without your service

DYSCALCULIA TOOL ALERT!

This is an acrylic magnifying glass with a green strip in it that helps you read long strings of numbers! It's been known for a while that putting a colored filter over pages can help people with dyscalculia read numbers without them flipping places, but this is the first time I've seen something so simple and accessible. I put it on some test numbers and my eyes didn't feel like they kept wanting to jump around all over the number. I can keep this on my desk and use it on paper, or hold it up to my monitor to read long numbers at work! It may help people in other ways as well, this is just what I bought it for and I already love it!

I found it at a Daiso location, but there are probably others online.

Spread the word!

EDIT: It's also like $2, so pretty much anyone who needs it can afford it!

wait what? oh dog this is like one of those colour blindness tests where you find out you can’t see reds. my brain can’t parse the kit lot without reading it out loud and remembering how the numbers sound but the green numbers are different.

wait hold up.. how the fuck does this work??? I need it in my life like.. stat. But... HOW does it work? What the fuck is up with our brains that a green filter makes a difference? I'm so confused! Brains are so wierd!

Hip with the youth

It’s funny because of the five children that make it to the human world, hunter strikes me as the character most likely to develop a drug addiction, any addiction, to cope wit the stress; willow’d get MORE buff, gus would just quietly continue to be a nervious wreck, amity and luz would lean on and support each other; hunter tho? Hunter would* do crack cocaine in back alleys. *He won’t actually because; A. it’s a kids show B. Dina Terrace is probably very uninterested in exploring ‘what if my character became a drug addict,’ in canon, and C. there’s no way that’d get past S&P. I’m merely speaking in worlds of potential.

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i been loosely following this one actually. Pine martens have been considered extinct in england for a long time. In July 2015, the first confirmed sighting of a pine marten in England for over a century was recorded. A few years ago they made some laws protecting pine martins which had been exterminated as pests. The result has been a stabilization of the native red squirrel population (a pine martin prey staple) which was becoming endangered due to the invasive grey squirrel, which the pine marten has been hunting down to manageable numbers, allowing red squirrel numbers to rebound.

This is a pine marten, which is a semi-arboreal weasel (meaning it spends like half it’s life in trees) They can skitter around tree trunks, even leaping from tree to tree, and they eat everything from hawk eggs to mushrooms to rabbits.

they are kind of like if a squirrel was also a cat