8-Bit Dinosaur!!!!!

Life path unlocked. He’s a scientist now.

If your dad is telling you in great detail about something he’s passionate about, you’re going to be hooked even if you don’t understand a word.

He tells us more…

So now I have to deliver a quiet lecture on the Standard Model every night. He loves lists of things, like all the streets home from daycare, or the train stations between here and Central, so he loves hearing the list of leptons and quarks and bosons.

Anyway, I made this poster for him, based on the CPEP ones we used to have at uni . 

Alas I ran out of room for antimatter, colour charge and confinement, but hey, maybe there can be a second poster later.

It’s funny though — on the surface of it, it seems like it must be far too advanced for a 3yo. But when you think about it, quarks and leptons are no more or less real to him than, say, dinosaurs or planets, and he loves those too. And he recognises the letters on the particles.

I am absolutely overwhelmed by the kind and sweet things people are saying about this, thanks everyone ❤️

Addendum: he has really grasped onto the “everything is made of atoms” part of this, so tonight he listed just about every object he could think of and asked if it was made of atoms.

“And my bed?” Yes, and your bed. “And that wall?” Yep. “And the armchair?” Yes, the armchair too. … … “And… the book case?” Y—

“And my home?” Yep, the whole apartment block. “And your home? Oh wait, your home is my home.” Haha, it is. … … “But is it made of atoms?” Yep. “And… [best friend]’s home?” Yes, it is. And [other friend]’s home, and [third friend]’s home.

“Is [yet another friend]’s home?”

Update from the other night:

“Is my… is… [extremely long pause] is my atoms poster made up of atoms?” —Yes! Yes it is.

I have never heard such a contemplative silence. I think the next poster will have to be on the philosophy of referential language.

Update from this morning: after listing everything in sight (mummy? daddy? fridge? milk? cereal? table? etc.) he asks “is [baby sister] made up of atoms?”

yep!

*runs over to her on the floor* *puts face up real close to hers* “HI! YOU’RE MADE UP OF LOTS OF ATOMS! DID YOU KNOW?”

@radioactivepeasant @themagdalenwriting @iusedtohaveanaccount

“HI! YOU’RE MADE UP OF LOTS OF ATOMS! DID YOU KNOW?”

Fuck with me

We're smoking morning dew. We're getting fucked up off of blades of grass. We're smoking the last rays of sunlight filtered through the leaves. This shit ain't gnothing to me man.

What the hell is this doing on my tumblr dashboard in 2021. What’s happening. None of you know what this is. Nobody even heard of this when I was on it in 1998.

“Palace Chat” was a chat program that worked like club penguin except it came out almost ten years prior and it was meant for adults. When I got addicted to it in 1998 I had to be in the 1% of users under 30. The smiley faces were default avatars you had if you didn’t make a proper account. Once you had a username you could import any image files you wanted into Palace “Props” you could edit, share, mix up and reposition to make your own avatars. I grabbed this screenshot off google but I have literally been in this very room. Milton’s avatar looks cool, does anybody know what that’s from? People made palace chat servers that were like elaborate exploration games with free props hidden around like items which was cool but none of the users seemed to care about that stuff so they’d just hang around the main entry room and talk all day about their sex lives or whether or not Bill Clinton ruined America. I originally watched the world premieres of Futurama and later Invader Zim in real time with a bunch of people on “The Anime Palace.” I had a “TV Card” in my desktop PC allowing me to watch television on my computer and take screenshots. I made an avatar out of a screenshot from the intro. I had possibly one of the world’s first Invader Zim chat avatars. Then I had an argument with someone who thought it was going to be trendy just because Jhonen Vasquez made it and they didn’t believe me that I actually hadn’t heard of him before.

Sorry I re-reblog more often these days (nobody sees edit additions and nobody knows what I’m talking about if I make a whole new post??) but here are other funny memories of this obscure internet chapter:

The Outbursts of Everett True was a comic strip that ran in papers from 1905 to 1927, wherein the aforementioned Everett True regularly beat the everliving shit out of rude people as a warning to anyone else who might consider being rude. Men have not only been taking up too much room on public transport for about as long as public transport has existed, but the people around them have been irritated about it for at least a hundred years. The next time someone tries to claim that manspreading is a false phenomenon, please direct them to this strip so that Everett True can correct their misconceptions with an umbrella upside the head.

I have never before heard of Everett True, but if he “regularly beat the everliving shit out of rude people as a warning to anyone else who might consider being rude,” I have a strong spiritual connection with him.

I fucking love him

i can imagine this guy’s voice very clearly in my head but i couldn’t put a name to it 

He also jabs racists in the eye!

I love the justice grandpa of fists

I’m very lucky to own a book that’s a collection of most of these comics (sadly not all of them) and would highly recommend hunting these down if you can. Sorry for the lack of a scanner but phone photos will just have to do.

He was a enjoyable cuss who didn’t care for war mongering.

Especially profitable war mongering and excuses for it!

He certainly didn’t like selfish husbands and fathers!

Politicians who turned on their words once they got theirs weren’t safe.

He said fuck the police!

He absolutely didn’t like people ruining little things for kids.

He stood up for foreigners. Especially those doing their best to communicate with limited second language knowledge.

He was not having any tomfoolery when it came to gun safety and laws. Especially with youth involved.

You had better not abuse a animal with him nearby. He’d right that wrong real quick!

And best of all him and his wife were both prickly cusses together. Relationship goals.

I have a new role model

“justice grandpa of fists”

It’s nice to see a fat dude in a political cartoon that’s NOT being used as shorthand for greed and corruption.

Hes like the personification of motherfucker unlimited

Reblogging this newer version of this thread with so many more strips I haven’t seen…why did this character ever disappear. Where did you go, Everett.

we need him more than ever…

Grandpa Fuck Around & Find Out. Love him.

GET PRETENDO NETWORK !!!

official 3ds resource post

Friendly reminder how to actually use band aids on fingertips because we see people doing it wrong all the time.

Reminder?! How was I ever supposed to know this?!

Amethyst grapes with jade leaves. 

China, Qing dynasty, 19th century

EATS THEM EATS THEM EATS THEM EATS THEM EATS THEM EATS THEM EA

me on days when i’m in the lab doing gruesome medical experiments on human subjects

Today is the only day you can reblog this.

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Vincent Price at the opening of The Tingler (1959)

I assume people are aware of what the gimmick was with "the Tingler" and I don't need to explain it

Please educate me on what "the Tingler" did. I am very curious

The Tingler is a B grade horror film made by William Castle. Now what you need to know about William Castle is the dude liked to put on a SHOW. (If the first sentence in his bio on Wikipedia doesn't make you interested in him nothing will.) He made around 15 movies but the one's he's most remembered for had some or other "gimmick" when you went to go see them in theaters during the 50s and 60s.

A famous one was for "The House at Haunted Hill" (also starring Vincent Price). At a pivotal scene in the movie, a skeleton with red glowing eyes would swoop out over the movie theater audience on a wire.

Now the Tingler had a much more unique concept.

The story of the Tingler is already insane. In the movie, Scientists discover that all human beings are born with a parasite in their spines called a "Tingler" that feed off of human fear. Called "The Tingler" for how you feel a rush run down your spine during extreme fear, which turns out to be the feeling of the parasite growing. Tinglers grow and will slowly curl in on themselves and will eventually crush the human spine it's wrapped around. Humans have evolved a natural defense mechanism, which is screaming when they get scared. Screaming weakens the growth of the Tingler, and prevents it from reaching a lethal size.

A scientist discovers this creature after a movie theater owner's wife, who was deaf and mute, died because she could not scream when frightened. Turns out he had murdered his wife by purposefully terrifying her, allowing the Tingler to grow to a lethal size.

So here's the gimmick. It's simply but ingeniously effective, as the entire movie was basically written to "sell" the gimmick.

William Castle had buzzers installed under the theater seats. This caused the seats to, at specific points in the movie, vibrate against the movie audience's backs.

There was also some live action sequences I'm just gonna copy paste from the wiki

There were also nurses stationed at the theater doors and planted "Screamers and fainters" who would be gurneyd out of the theater and "whisked off to hospital" past the audience, who would then come back and repeat the process for the next showing.

And that's the story of the movie "The Tingler".

I recommend looking up Willaim Castle and his movies further.

Also this is what a Tingler supposedly looks like

Edit: oh it was also the first movie to ever show someone take LSD. Since LSD was legal at the time.

Begging people to stop reblogging this AI trash from “The Phantom Painter” on Instagram (instagram.com/phantom.painting). I’ve been seeing it on my dash more and more often from people who are otherwise anti-AI and either can’t tell it’s AI or don’t care because it looks cool.

This is the kind of shit that is VERY CLEARLY trained on the works of existing talented artists’ with distinct styles and this asshole is selling prints and making a profit off of stealing other people’s hard work.

Don’t give people like this money or attention and they will go away.

Please, if you’re going to buy art prints, buy them from an actual artist.

@thegnat That’s the problem, it’s getting really hard to tell what’s AI and what isn’t. This phantom painter person at least says on each post on Instagram that it was created with AI, but when people re-post it on tumblr, it isn’t specified, and people end up reblogging it.

It’s not reasonable to think everyone should be vetting every single art they reblog to make sure it isn’t AI, which is why I made this post to let people know this artist specifically is AI, and I see it reblogged a ton.

While we’re at it

and so is everything by that person, xis.lanyx on Instagram. They also sell prints of their “original images”

That last one is for the people saying “you can always tell by the hands.” You cannot. The whole point is that it’s getting better and better at it. That’s what it does.

As an art curator on tumblr I now have to spend a considerable amount of time trying to decipher whether or not the art I want to share is AI or not and I still sometimes get it wrong.

To actually answer the question of how one can determine something is AI, particularly as it grows more sophisticated with anatomy: you have to train yourself to recognize artifacts.

There is no one single unifying giveaway beyond a strange sense of uncanny that you will eventually begin to recognize the better you attune yourself, and certain models have their own unique “styles” you can begin to recognize (midjourney and stablediffusion produce very different looks, for example). There are however a few things on which one can tend to focus.

Things like this can be tough to spot at a glance if you’re not actively keyed into looking for them, but they’re the type of uncanny stuff that once you see it will start gnawing at the back of your mind. You’ll be scrolling your feed and suddenly take -1 psychic damage and you have to scroll back up to see why. Stuff that goes beyond inconsistent lightsources and bad anatomy.

if my surname was moog or theremin i'd invent a fuckass instrument too

Oh okay, so when Ansarallah does it in its own territory, it's fine for the US to retaliate, but when the US-backed settler state carries out an attack against a diplomatic institution, Iran has to sit down and avoid "escalating" the situation??

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the only good innovation from facebook was the poke feature. tumblr needs the poke. when a cute girl is mass reblogging me and i don't wanna call them out to their face but i wanna go hey. i see you. being cute. rubbing your face on my blog like a cat. that's what the poke's for

@staff give me fingers so i can do mischief