I forgot that tungles hates active links, so I'm remaking my post announcing my twitch
You can find me by searching the_masonaryyy or by going to twitch.tv/the_masonaryyy
Hope to see y'all in chat :>

I forgot that tungles hates active links, so I'm remaking my post announcing my twitch
You can find me by searching the_masonaryyy or by going to twitch.tv/the_masonaryyy
Hope to see y'all in chat :>
CGI animators should unionize next. normally, their jobs would be too precarious to strike, since studios would replace them without a second thought, but if it's part of this larger general film strike, they might finally have meaningful power to better their working conditions
if CGI animators unionized, it would kill the MCU. straight up. the the entire business model is built on exploiting CGI animators (i am not a fan of marvel. burn disney to the ground)
best thing tumblr ever did for me is the term "rotating it in my mind". it's really true that sometimes you think about something real hard but you can't tell what the thoughts are exactly. it's revolutionary stuff, i might even say
sometimes the subject of your thoughts is just in this thing
Ah, there it is!
The TUMBLER!
The tumblr blorbo in the blorbo tumbler.
'why are actors striking aren't they all millionaires' here's a paywall free link to an article that mentions how most of the cast of one of netflix's biggest shows had day jobs bc they couldn't afford rent
remember that actors are usually not well off at all. forget the big screen famous guys, they're the very few ones. this strike is for all the other ones, that deserve to have a livable paycheck for their job.
And a note to say that, had Orange is the New Black been on a not-streaming network which paid them residuals each time they screened the show the actors would have done fine or better than fine.
At the start of streaming rules were agreed to let these beginning ways of putting out stories over the web succeed and get established, and letting them not pay actors and writers traditional style residuals was part of what was agreed. They got established. They succeeded. The actors and the writers took the hit.
Streaming actors get screwed ten ways to Sunday. I'm still a part of the Union of BC Performers because I did work when I was young, and for a movie I was in when I was FIVE YEARS OLD, for around 30 SECONDS, in a movie that did poorly, I make more money in residuals than any of the leading actors in OITNB do for all of their hard work as adult professionals. It's sick, quite frankly, and I for one can't wait for the WGA and SAG to land lucrative contracts. There's no way in hell I should get more on my quarterly checks than the talent who worked on a show like that. By the way, once my movie hit Netflix in about 2012, my checks got slashed in half.
Rainbow flag colorpicked from the original 1978 flag <3
this is my favorite of all the rainbow flags because a) the stripes mean things: sex, life, healing, sunlight, nature, magic, harmony, and spirit. Sex (hot pink) and magic (turquoise) were more difficult colors to get which is why the standard flag is six colors, but those are my favorite colors! Both as colors and as meanings!
and b) we know for a stone cold fact that Gilbert Baker meant this flag to be for Everybody In The Family, which has gotten a little lost in the emphasis on individual flags for different identities, to the point where some people are starting to think the six-color rainbow is only for gay men
anyway thank you this was nice to see on a Monday, hello beautiful
(art by charles schulz, words by dril)
they love hanging out
we're apparently opposites lol. i dont know ANY women currently. i keep trying to meet more and they keep turning out to be trans men who hadn't figured it out yet. most recent guy came out to me YESTERDAY which is the 7th in the last three months. im cis and straight i dont know why this keeps happening. my dating life is in shambles but i have SO MANY new buddies im teaching how to shave and torrent movies
not to be weird but i think i'm obsessed with you
Before I left for vacation I did my usual “tidy for the petsitter” routine, and there was some paperwork that I thought should probably get put away, so I stashed it in a storage bin I had out. Because I know me, I put a note in my to-do list for when I got back that said “There’s important stuff in the bin, remember to go get it.”
So I did, but I thought I should deal with the other stuff in the bin too, and I’ve just been popping the lid and dealing with one or two things every time I go past it. Most of it is paperwork, and I’ve just hit some records from high school that my mother recently gave to me without either of us going through them.
There’s a bunch of report cards, which are heartbreaking and hilarious. I graduated a semester early and my last semester was cleanup – two classes to complete graduation requirements and one to maintain status as a “full time” student. Two were math-based which I was notoriously bad at, and sure enough at the midterm I was getting a D+ in one and a C- in the other. We’d just begun digital grade recording, so the teachers would keep their grades in a paper book and then log into an extremely basic database and enter the grades, which would spit out on our printed report cards. They could put in a grade plus three “codes” which would print next to our grades as status updates, stuff like “disruptive in class” or similar.
My English course, in which I was getting an A, said “Exceeding expectations” which was kind of Mr. G because I remember him and his expectations were exceptionally high for me.
The other two have the same catechism: Missing Assignments, Does Not Pay Attention In Class, and of course…Achievement Not Up To Ability. Guess now we know why.
Reading through these old cards with the cushion of time, it’s fascinating to see my young brain at work. My math and (math-based) science grades tank so hard, at the same time I was getting As or Bs everywhere else – history, civics, econ, english, spanish. There are documented questions about whether I’m going to pass enough math to graduate high school, dated the same semester as my perfect Verbal SAT score and my fives in AP Comp and Lit. The first semester after I was put into the Gifted program, I failed Remedial Algebra.
I did say at the time, to my mother and my teachers, there’s something wrong here. My mother, in her defense, had her hands full with my brother; my teachers just didn’t know what to do with me. The school district was broke and didn’t have disability testing available. By the time I got to college I’d simply internalized the idea that I was a neurotypical kid who got stubborn when asked to do something I found pointless and boring, and that was a personality flaw to be corrected, not a symptom of something bigger. My therapist for my last few years of high school agreed, and thought I should probably learn more anger management techniques. Although it turns out you can’t breathing-exercise your way out of undiagnosed ADHD.
In any case, here in 2023, there’s no solution or tidy resolution or anything to be done about it, it just is what it is: a sheaf of paper from the late 90s about a smart fuckup who could have used a hand. I’m here now, alive and employed and medicated and a homeowner, so it’s a bunch of numbers that don’t mean anything. I’ll scan them into my digital archive, then toss the paper and never look at the archive again, probably.
Achievement not up to ability. Boy, no kidding.
I had a similar problem. I could breeze through everything until Jr. High school, when the quantity of homework was suddenly outstripping my ability to zip through it in ten minutes. But since I’d been a straight-A student, it was attributed to “Well clearly she’s just lazy now” rather than undiagnosed inattentive-type ADHD and autism. (Also I’m a girl, and it was >20 years ago, and the prevailing wisdom was that Girls Don’t Get That. ADHD is for hyperactive 6-year-old boys, and nobody else, obviously.)
Is anyone else ever a little baffled by the cis women who consider women’s restrooms and locker rooms these safe havens from abuse and sexual harassment?
Like I feel like there are two options here:
1. They did not have mean girls in their school
2. They were the mean girls in their school and didn’t realize all the shit they were doing to the other girls in the locker room was absolutely sexual harassment and sometimes assault
I would only nuance this with two other possibilities that work in tandem with these:
3. They’re probably skinny and able-bodied with no significant scarring on their bodies
4. They didn’t grow boobs as a preteen
An action being “punishable by a fine” basically means “legal for rich people”.
Oh wow. That’s…
I once dated a rich guy and if I said “Hey it’s illegal to drink on the street” he’d respond with “Nah, it just costs £150″, or “You can’t park here!” “Yeh I can it costs £35″ like… literally… that’s how he saw fines, it was just how much you paid to do the thing.
Reminds me of the double red lines in London. They exist because rich people kept parking on double yellow lines (which mean “no parking” in the UK) and then just paying the fines. So London started putting double red lines on major roads. If you park on double red lines, they don’t give you a ticket. They tow your car away and crush it.
I like that.
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the wretched abomination known as the minotaur has discovered some chalk
favorite thing ab chatgpt is that if it doesn’t know something it’ll just start fucking lying. like blatantly fucking lying.
my dad teaches english classes and he just got a final paper with this sentence: “In terms of style, both poets are known for their use of imagery, but O'Hara's tends to be more straightforward and concrete, while Stevens' is often more abstract and metaphorical — for example, in O'Hara's poem "The French / Window," he writes: "A cat walks along the garden wall / and the tree waves its branches / The French / windows are blah" (lines 1-4).”
the thing about “The French / Window” is that it is not a poem that exists. at all. like, it was literally just written by chatgpt then inexplicably named as a famous frank o’hara poem. and it’s so. fucking. funny. sooo basically heads up for finals season — those of you who use chatgpt, be warned, because you will quite literally be citing nonexistent texts and your professors will show it to their daughters and together they will laugh at you endlessly and you will deserve it
I work as a librarian in an academic library and one of my tasks is filling article and interlibrary loan requests for students and faculty that they need for papers and projects.
I have had three different requests for entire lists of resources, properly formatted and correctly cited, from real journals and real authors... with articles that just don't exist.
An article titled something like Nurses At Risk: The Growing Dangers to Public-Facing Medical Staff turns out to be written by a Chinese theoretical physicist and a German linguist. People who do exist, but never worked together and aren't even in the correct field. Journals that are real, but never published this article.
And it's not just scholarly articles; there were YouTube videos with hyperlinks that led to nothing. Books that had never been published. All generated nonsense.
Three. Whole. Lists. And these are from the good students who actually want to use the resources that they asked chatGPT to "find" for them. No telling how many students just tacked on a bibliography without checking to see if the sources were legit because let's be real: students list sources all the time that they never actually read.
We've alerted all our faculty to this and they know to be watching, so yeah -- if you're trying to use a chatbot to generate stuff for you, better check it twice before submitting. (or better yet, do the work for real, lol. It's less work in the long run. )