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Hello white mutuals. Before you is a charcuterie board with 15 different types of cheese. If you manage to go 12 hours without touching the cheeses you can leave this room. Good luck.

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spockhatesterfs

I was eating off this cool cheese plate while you were talking can you repeat that pls

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THERE IT IS AGAIN!  THERE IT FUCKING IS!  i’VE BEEN TALKING ABOUT THIS PHOTO FOR YEARS AND NEVER COULD FIND IT!!  THE LAN PARTY WITH THE GUY DUCT-TAPED TO THE CEILING!!  BACK IN ANCIENT TIMES WHEN PEOPLE STILL USED CATHODE MONITORS AND WHEN COUNTERSTRIKE WAS THE NEW THING.  THIS SHIT IS REAL.  THIS IS REAL SHIT.  SHIT THAT HAPPENED.

Blackundertaker for the link. So kotaku did an interview with a butch of people to track down the people connected with the LAN party.

From the article.

The picture in question originates from Mason, Michigan, where a close group of friends who liked to build personal computers and organize LAN parties grew up. Through Reddit and email, we were able to get in touch with a large portion of the group, as well as obtain verification and additional images…

For the Mason alumni, the night they taped Drew Purvis to the ceiling was just an average day, another LAN party with friends.

“It was still early in the day and the LAN had already become fractured,” said Nick Wellman, another LAN goer. “There were about 10 of us there, and we were already playing three, four different games. Tyler was looking around and said, ‘I think you can duct tape someone to that I-beam.’”

At this point, the teens gathered the necessary supplies, bought duct tape on a friend’s employee discount and had the tallest attendee, Brian, hold the subject, Drew, aloft while the rest taped him up.

What you see in the now-iconic photo is actually the group’s second attempt to suspend their friend from the ceiling with duct tape. After about 10 minutes, the tape digging into his sides, Drew asked to be cut down. They revised their plan, adding pillows, and strapped him back up. Once on the beam, someone else had the idea to stack some tables up so Drew could still play on his computer.

“That is the funniest part about the picture,” Nick told us. “Gaming from the beam was a complete afterthought.”

Drew lasted about two hours suspended above his comrades before retiring to the ground (turns out a duct tape cocoon runs hot).

you know how old scifi is. [quote that will haunt me for years and years] [quote that will haunt me for years and years] [quote t

a collection 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

(the lathe of heaven by ursula k le guin)

(metaphase by vonda n. mcintyre)

(the dispossessed by ursula k le guin)

(the fortunate fall by raphael carter)

(bone dance by emma bull)

(woman on the edge of time by marge piercy)

(babel-17 by samuel r. delany)

(woman on the edge of time by marge piercy)

(bone dance by emma bull)

(the telling by ursula k. le guin)

(metaphase by vonda n. mcintyre)

hey you!

yeah, you who has trouble swallowing pills.

When I was about 23, I finally had someone teach me a trick that worked.  Put the pill in your mouth, take a sip of liquid to hold in your mouth.  Toss your head back dramatically so the pill and liquid roll to the back of your tongue.  While your head is still back like you’re doing a Pepsi commercial, take another drink and swallow.

You’re welcome.

Unless it didn’t work for you in which case, back to crushing them up with two spoons.  Sorry about that.

I don’t mean to derail this post, but I always get wary about wholesale recommendations to crush what you can’t swallow because there are some medications that cannot under any circumstance be crushed. I’ve seen the fallout from pills that got crushed that should never be crushed, and it in some of those cases it was life-threatening.

Luckily, when I went to pharmacy school we had a whole class on the topic of swallowing pills! Pharmacists see patients of all ages and abilities, and throughout life a person’s ability to swallow can change drastically, so we discussed the various means of addressing this need in our patients.

The above advice to fling your pills back with a mouthful of water is legit advice. Just don’t choke! Maybe not the best option for kids or accident-prone adults.

For young patients who are just learning the trick of swallowing pills, or adults who never caught on to the knack, there’s a method of starting out small because there can be a lot of anxiety around the activity that can make the experience even worse. Think super low stakes, no pressure. Go to the baking aisle and get the smallest sprinkle you can find, so tiny it will dissolve on the tongue as soon as it’s in your mouth. If you have to break a sprinkle in half or into quarters, so be it. Let the candy sprinkle be as small as you need it to be so that it isn’t scary. Even if the sprinkle dissolves, swallow anyways to get used to the sensation of swallowing on command for this purpose. Then find a bigger kind of sprinkle and repeat process. Find a slightly bigger sprinkle again, repeat process. Do this over a period of days to weeks to simply get used to the sensation to swallowing on command in a situation with absolutely nothing at stake except sprinkles. You can work your way up to those decorative sprinkle balls for cakes - I’ve seen some that are straight up pill-sized. I’ve worked with kids who are just learning the process and adults who have anxiety around the issue of pill swallowing, and using the sprinkle method has had decent success, though it’s not perfect, not everyone builds their way up, and it does take days to weeks to build the confidence/swallowing-on-command reflex.

If the sprinkle method is not for you, alternative formulations could be your thing. There are many medications that have alternative formulations to pills, such as liquid suspensions, chewables, orally dissolving tablets, sublingual/buccal tablets or films, capsules that can be opened, nasal sprays, suppositories, patches, creams/ointments, injectables, etc… I’ve worked with compounding pharmacies that specialize in creating alternative formulations like lozenges and lollipops for kids who were in no way capable of pill-swallowing. It may be worth it to ask if there is an alternative formulation to the medication you are taking if swallowing is an absolute no-go for you.

When I work with certain geriatric populations who can still swallow food but may have lost the coordination to swallow pills, putting the pill in a soft, easily-swallowable food can help them immensely with coordinating the swallowing reflex. Same thing can apply to anyone else whose issue is just trying to coordinate the swallowing reflex around something as small as a pill. Various examples of food that I see used in hospital are puddings, jams, and apple sauce. Other soft foods like mashed potato or spray cheese in a can also work, if savoury options are needed. Just be sure to ask your pharmacist if the medication you are dealing with needs to be taken on an empty stomach or not, because if the medication requires an empty stomach, then this is not the method for you. Luckily, there are more medications in the world that can be taken with food than are are without food, so your chances are good that this method will work.

That all being said, I’ve dealt with hundreds of different kinds of medications, and a lot of them can be crushed if you absolutely need to do so. For everyone’s safety, I would recommend asking a pharmacist if it is safe to crush your medication before doing so.

Some reasons why a pill can’t be crushed can include: coated for time-release reasons or so the pill dissolves in specific segments of your digestive tract. Other pills need to be swallowed whole because the medication itself is super irritating and can burn your throat or you could accidentally aspirate into your lungs. Most pills are the most vile-tasting shit you’ll ever encounter in your life and some are so disgusting that they’re film-coated literally so you don’t throw up from the taste.

With that all in mind, I dearly apologize to OP for the pill-swallowing ramble. This is probably not what you imagined when you shared your post. I am proud of you for finding the right trick that addresses your pill swallowing need; I hope that perhaps someone else might find your trick helpful, or may find something helpful in my advice.

Wait, I can do what people do for dogs and wrap my pills in bacon or peanut butter?!

Holographic fans are types of displays that produce a 3-dimensional image seemingly floating in the air using the principle of POV (Persistence of Vision), using strips of RGB LEDs attached to the blades of the fan and a control-unit lighting up the pixels. As the fan rotates the display produces a full picture.

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this is a poster i made for my call to action assignment in humanities! it's a bunch of basic and easy stretches for people who sit and work at a desk all day (me)

the idea is that you'd put the poster up above ur desk and do the stretches every 30 minutes or so,, the whole routine won't take more than about 6 minutes to complete and when done regularly it can prevent wrist, shoulder, neck and back pain! :)

all these stretches can be done while sitting (although i HIGHLY recommend you stand up and move around while taking a break from working)

you can get a free digital copy of this poster here on my gumroad!

Broke: Acknowledging that a character who is an objectively terrible person is also a complex and intentionally well thought out individual with different levels of nuance you can empathize with in some ways while not in others is immediately “woobifying” or “poor little meow meowifying” them.

Woke: “This character is a bad person” and “this character is still a person” are two statements that can, should and do coexist and admitting that they exhibit nuance and depth and are more than just their bad actions doesn’t immediately excuse or condone their bad actions or mean that you’re ignoring or trying to soften the canonical version of the character.

Bespoke: That’s the whole point, that’s always been the point, to be made to empathize with horrible people so you can understand that they can be anyone, that bad people can be likeable, can be interesting, can be human, are human, and it’s scary to think about all the ways they’re just like you and all the ways they’re just like everything you hate, forcing the use of critical skills in media analysis, forcing a confrontation of the duality of man.

Whatever Level is Above Bespoke: But sometimes, yeah, sure, maybe they are a poor little meow meow, what are you gonna do, get a lawyer

People love to talk about the immortality of the machine, but I'm a mechanical engineer, so I know they delude themselves. Most machines are far more mortal than flesh.

How long does a machine last? A car is a very solid machine, expensive, precision designed, and you're lucky if you get more than three decades out of them.

Your enemy is not the flesh. It's entropy. It's the death knell of the energy imbalance. If you want to live as a complex machine you will, by necessity, generate a great deal of entropy until your machine breaks irrevocably.

You want to be immortal? Then don't worship the machine, worship the stone, the forest. Seek that which is either simple enough to never know death or diffused enough to accept every death.

[grabs your shirt] listen. listen to me. the practical is holy. the everyday is sacred. the simple act of surviving is divine. do you get it? sanctity begins at home, in the hands that build and the lives we live and the deaths we die and the worms that eat our bodies. if making something by hand is not worthy of veneration then nothing is.

I know this is going to make me sound pretensions but I have to get it off my chest. I feel an unimaginable rage when someone posts a photo and is like “this picture looks like a renaissance painting lol” when the photo clearly has the lighting, colors and composition of a baroque or romantic painting. There are differences in these styles and those differences are important and labeling every “classical” looking painting as renaissance is annoying and upsetting to me. And anytime I come across one of those posts I have to put down my phone and go take a walk because they make me so mad

In case you’re curious here’s what I mean.

Renaissance(distinct lines, stability and the individual man):

Baroque (bold, chaotic, dramatic):

Romantic(romanticize the simple hard working life):

Do you see the difference?

op is a vampire who painted works in all of these times

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When the unflappable character sees someone they care about in danger and the mask slips, it's great.

But when the unflappable character sees someone they care about in danger, and the mask DOESN'T slip.

Because they understand they need to be calm and unflappable now more than ever; if it protects them, it will certainly protect the person they care about. So their voice doesn't waver, their hands don't shake. They don't panic. From the outside looking in, they're as calm as could be. They handle it.

But after it's over-when the person they care about is safe, and the unflappable character is alone-they completely shatter. Gasping breaths, sobs, barely holding it together because someone they love almost DIED, and it was far, far too close for comfort.

(Optional: Character that they care about finds them in this state and comforts them.)

The legacies people leave behind in you.

My handwriting is the same style as the teacher’s who I had when I was nine. I’m now twenty one and he’s been dead eight years but my i’s still curve the same way as his.

I watched the last season of a TV show recently but I started it with my friend in high school. We haven’t spoken in four years.

I make lentil soup through the recipe my gran gave me.

I curl my hair the way my best friend showed me.

I learned to love books because my father loved them first.

How terrifying, how excruciatingly painful to acknowledge this. That I am a jigsaw puzzle of everyone I have briefly known and loved. I carry them on with me even if I don’t know it. How beautiful.

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absolutely obsessed with these tags

There's a lesson here

What the hell? Is this normal? Is the snake ok?

Thanks for tagging me!

So, this isn't good, and it's not normal, but this is something that can happen in even healthy snakes, with a few big qualifiers. This only really happens on ophiophagus (snake-eating) snakes, like this kingsnake, and it happens because they think they smell food and wind up biting themselves. This snake happened to bite at just the right angle to swallow their tail, and as they kept going, any pain they felt was dismissed as being from their "prey" biting them.

This snake is probably okay. As you can see in the video, they let go as soon as some hand sanitizer got in their mouth - snakes hate the smell and taste of the stuff.

Situations like this are very rare. This snake's keeper did the right thing - it looks like they brought them to to the vet based on the table, and some hand sanitizer got them to let go with no issues.

ppl seem to do this thing in fandoms where theyll take a character whos inherently kind and trusting of people and then they make the fanon version of them ignorant or innocent to certain things by default and i dont like it

what about the characters who know the dangers of loving and trusting but do it anyway out of strength? what about the ones that know more than anyone about what heartbreak people can cause, and love quickly and wholly because they dont want anyone to feel unloved and discarded ever again? what about them?

yes it's cool when unrequited love isn't treated as this huge tragedy and people can still be friends or accept it and move on but i do love the fucked up dynamic you get when someone is so utterly obsessed with someone else that they beg and plead with them just to be allowed to devote themselves to them like a dog even if they get nothing in return for it. when the love is completely one sided but it isn't any less intense for it.

just let me stay with you. let me sleep at the foot of your bed. i would kill for you. i would die for you. if you won't share a life with me, at least let me dedicate mine to you.

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did you let me die in your arms in the timeloop

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I keep thinking about this post. Did you let me? As in did you not save me? and Did you let me? as in did you allow me the comfort of your embrace at the expense of your own pain, knowing tomorrow I would be back and fine but you’d still be feeling my blood against your skin?

Did you let me die in your arms?

if you don’t know the difference between a hare and a rabbit you’ve never gazed into the cold wild eyes of a hare and known that if it could speak it would speak backwards

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Jack Rabbits are North American Hares and they’re the WORST to encounter at night becuase:

  • You all know how big a rabbit is.  Jack Rabbits and hares are much bigger. they’re the size of large cats or small dogs or just-walking-age children.
  • They also like to hang out in gangs of a hlf dozen to over 30.
  • and in the middle of backcountry dirt roads.
  • perhaps they’re dustbathing
  • or blood sacrifce
  • I don’t know because when you come up the road at night because your dog has a tiny bladder and needs to go out at midnight and you have no yard so you’re walking him on the dirt road around your neighborhod because you might aw well get some stargazing in, and you come just over the ridge to see a coven of twenty jackrabbits in the middle of the road
  • and
  • they
  • all
  • stand
  • up
  • not just onto all fours like a proper prey animal
  • No they get up on thier hind legs and don’t just sit but STAND like tiny rabbit-skinned toddlers, wobbing slightly as they stare directly at you eyes shining in your flashlight’s glow
  • …Blood Red.
  • And a chill goes through you on that warm july night because while they’re a puntable size and allegedly herbivores they’re standing and watching you just like people and you are vastly outnumbered.
  • everyone freezes
  • you’re considering your odds aganst roughly 200lbs of Suspiciously Humanoid Hare
  • and they’re considering their odds against you
  • the only sound in the never-ending high desert wind 
  • somewhere in your peripheral vision you can see the streetlights but they seem awfully far away
  • The nearest Jack Rabbit
  • Blinks
  • and takes a single shuffling step
  • forward
  • You area an overdevloped monkey and your prefrontal cortex is capable of some amazing feats but it runs very slowly compared to the reflexes of a rabbit and you’re frozen as you desperately scramble for the appropriate course of action, hands feeling thick and useless, mouth dry and feet imeasurably heavy there’s no way you’d outrun THESE, god there’s a rabies outbreak going around that shit’s not curable-
  • The Dog
  • L U N G E S
  • It’s only the briefest of movements but the animal you’d picked out for his gangly legs and floppy ears and goofy smile is suddenly a dark shape of muscle and teeth and had flung himself at the horrible goblin rabbits faster than mere physics should dictate, appearing in the circle of the flashlight for only the briefest of moments before the jolt from the leash makes you stumble and the light falters
  • The Jack Rabbits
  • Scatter
  • Vanishing into the faintly starlit sagebrush in as so many faint gray shapes that might be mistaken for the dustclouds they kick up
  • Later, you sit on the couch disquieted
  • and you wonder
  • If the sight of the Jack Rabbits standing and studying you was frightening enough to make you yearn for the safety of the yellowed streetlights
  • what must it be like from thier end?
  • what terrifying creature 
  • deliberately ties itself
  • to something so horrible
  • As a Dog?

@gallusrostromegalus that last bit gave me such a strong mental image I absolutely had to draw it