Ravioli Of Lying To God
God: What are you eating?
Cistercian Monk: *chews faster*
lissar-deactivated20220127
new tag game: the thing you most often pretended to be as a kid—whether it was a horse, a bride, a queen, a specific character, a knight, a lawyer, a baby, anything—is symbolically representative of you currently. what is it for you?
#uh...#sole lord of an expansive multiverse completely devoid of other sentient life#traveling between my mining planet and my crafting planet via a golden ziggurat and a set of ornate bejeweled key cards#creating opulent armor and weaponry#not to fight with but just so i look dope as hell while exploring my various exotic planets and hanging out with my giant cave squid buddy#and this was all BEFORE i played runescape soooo i think i just realized why its my favorite game
Bees from Old School RuneScape
Okay so this isn't explicitly related to the bees in osrs but I will jump at any opportunity to flex my knowledge of this game. Recently, I noticed a huge influx of posts about people being obsessed with the beekeeper outfit in game. This is an outfit you get one piece at a time from a random event that is, all in all, quite rare. When you complete the event mini game (assembling a beehive) you have a chance at getting a piece of the outfit, or a random amount of flax (used for making bow strings). People started posting that you could get a higher chance of obtaining a piece of the outfit if you enter the random event instance and hop to a free to play world before completing the event because flax is a members item so it would theoretically remove it from the drop table. When people started doing this, they found that the flax drop was replaced with a small stack of coins, essentially negating whatever advantage they thought they were getting. A huge chunk of the osrs completionist community was INFURIATED by this and made it very known how upset they were being tricked into... not getting a bee keeper outfit as fast as they thought I guess? Anyway I thought it was hilarious because 1. I hate that minigame and do not do it, and 2. This is the beekeeper outfit and it is the most boring cosmetic in the game so I just think it's great that people got so riled up about it.
you ever catch a glimpse of a cloud passing in front of a full moon and you’re suddenly a highwayman in an 18th century ghost story who just left a tavern on a chilly october night to ride horseback through the woods till you reach the next town over
I'M THE HIGHWAYMAN
semaby
I know it’s kind of suggesting it but this is exactly why businessmen (people) should not be politicians. Running a country is to benefit the people running a business is to benefit shareholders. Their “skills” are not interchangeable
literally nothing on any of the various advice reddits haunts me as much as that post about the in laws who would roleplay as mice
ratcoded
it reads so much like a horror movie that i thought it was going to end with the op giving birth to a mouse
thiswebsitenamesareweird
Rosemary’s baby x Stuart Little crossover
lin manuel miranda is the new john green
lin manuel miranda is john green if john green had written and produced hetalia
Wish I didn't understand this post
You ever think about how crows are acting not unlike how early humans probably did and you're just like. Oh ok
I saw a Thing one time about how the earliest sign of civilization is a healed femur because that shows that we were taking care of each other because if we Didn't a broken leg would mean you Die because you can't. Do things
And I was thinking about this and I remembered also seeing an article about this one mated pair of crows where one of them broke its beak and thus couldn't properly feed itself on its own. So the other one helps
So basically I have connected the two dots ("you didn't connect shit") I've connected them
And also they not only use tools but teach each other how to construct them, so uh
Really makes you think
Realistically I know immortality would kinda suck but I'd love to see where crows are going with this
my personal curse is the knowledge that I function best with rigid structure and strict routine but am almost totally incapable of independently establishing or maintaining that structure and routine
Don’t forget this special feature: at the same time hating when people tell you what to do
sjdsjkdlskdas-deactivated202012
adhd is so funny it's like being possessed but with myself
me, desperately: can we please get something done?!
my inner demon, who is also me: IF YOU LIKE PIÑA COLADA
.... yeah, that’s exactly it! you did it, you broke adhd down to its bare essentials!!!
whenever i talk about the miserable adhd gremlin that lives in my brain please know that this is him and also me and he will Not stop screaming
autoharpo-deactivated20221011
some notes on ADHDers with Rejection-Sensitive Dysphoria
> Nearly everyone with ADHD answers an emphatic yes to the question: “Have you always been more sensitive than others to rejection, teasing, criticism, or your own perception that you have failed or fallen short?” This is the definition of a condition called rejection-sensitive dysphoria. When I ask ADHDers to elaborate on it, they say: “I’m always tense. I can never relax. I can’t just sit there and watch a TV program with the rest of the family. I can’t turn my brain and body off to go to sleep at night. Because I’m sensitive to my perception that other people disapprove of me, I am fearful in personal interactions.” They are describing the inner experience of being hyperactive or hyper-aroused. Remember that most kids after age 14 don’t show much overt hyperactivity, but it’s still present internally, if you ask them about it.
> The emotional response to the perception of failure is catastrophic for those with the condition. The term “dysphoria” means “difficult to bear,” and most people with ADHD report that they “can hardly stand it.” They are not wimps; disapproval hurts them much more than it hurts neurotypical people.
> If emotional pain is internalized, a person may experience depression and loss of self-esteem in the short term. If emotions are externalized, pain can be expressed as rage at the person or situation that wounded them.
> In the long term, there are two personality outcomes. The person with ADHD becomes a people pleaser, always making sure that friends, acquaintances, and family approve of him. After years of constant vigilance, the ADHD person becomes a chameleon who has lost track of what she wants for her own life. Others find that the pain of failure is so bad that they refuse to try anything unless they are assured of a quick, easy, and complete success. Taking a chance is too big an emotional risk. Their lives remain stunted and limited.
> For many years, rejection-sensitive dysphoria has been the hallmark of what has been called atypical depression. The reason that it was not called “typical” depression is that it is not depression at all but the ADHD nervous system’s instantaneous response to the trigger of rejection.
“why are the among us characters wearing space suits in a spaceship?” have you not seen how much is wrong with the fucking spaceship
The speed at which oxygen failure can kill everyone suggests that there is plenty wrong with the space suits too.
The true imposter was failure to comply eith workplace safety standards
ouroborostattoo
i guess “Among OSHA Violations” just didnt have the same ring to it
Bots/hackers are using hacked “inactive” twitter accounts now
masochist-incarnate
Okay, but wasnt that the EXACT plot for the episode
im loving this article written by som mycologists who accidentally got high as fuck on fly agaric
snowqueenvictor
gryffindorweiwuxian
this is absolute gold please click that link
i love scientists
Oh this is TAME compared to the usual relentless Unhinged Hoopla the mycologists usually get up to.
I have had the tremendous good fortune to know several mycologists, all of whom I would trust with my life and to help me hide a body should the occasion arise but not with a Ham Sandwich. A Short List of the bullshit I’ve seen the Mycologists do:
- Went out on a late-summer mushrooming expidition with some as part of a class in scientific illustration to collect samples. The scandanavians are notorious about keeping thier family mushrooming grounds a secret but in order to go up with the mycologists, we all had to be blindflded for the better part of an hour in the car as we got close, and put our hands on a copy of All The Rain Promises And More because they didn’t think the Bible was “Serious Enough” and swear to keep any educated guesses we had about where we were a secret.
- I thought this was perhaps over-doing it a little, until Valerie (not her real name) waved me over to a patch of rather boring looking white mushrooms and told me, Quote: “Now, when I was a young woman*, this was a more serious issue but should you ever find someone worthy of a slow, painful death, all you need is a sliver of these. The first symptom is stomach cramps and by then it’s too late. The toxin interferes with the body’s ability to translate DNA into protiens, and once it sets in, it’s irreversible. He’ll be dead no more than five days later of liver failure.” “That’s fascinating Valerie. I will keep it in mind.” “You’re a smart G- No. What’s the word. Thing that comes out at night**. Anyway, I’m sure you can find your way back here.”
- *for context, Valerie is old enough that when she was born, women couldn’t vote. Sometimes, fools have the hubris to ask her what she thinks of the Good Old Days and she tells them that it’s so good that divorce and women’s rights has become a thing, instead of ‘having to beat a man to death and blame it on the poor mule” to get out of a bad marriage.
- **Valerie also seems to have confused Nonbinary People with Nocturnal Animals, but she’s not wrong.
- She was also entirely correct that I figured out where the mushrooming grounds are despite the blindfold but the book oath still holds.
- Anyway, back to the Bullshit .
- Valerie was 97 at the time of this expidition and still hoofing it p and down the side of a mountain to identify specimens.
- The trouble with being out in the CO Mountains in late summer, and ESPECIALLY in a part of the mountains that has an awful lot of high-calorie tasty things like Chanterelles and Boltetes and Morels and Puffballs is that there are other things that enjoy all these lovely fungi as well
- like Black Bears.
- Hyperphagic and hyper-territorial Black Bears because it’s fucking october and they are trying to get fat AND laid.
- Sure enough, we’d been up there a few hours when I hear a sort of shuffling from uphill and see a rather large bear ambling purposefully in our direction.
- He can undoubtedly smell us.
- He does not care.
- There are Boletes to be had
- “Uh. Valerie.” I Interrupt her lecture on how to determine the likely age and spread of the underground fungal body of Boletes so you can tell if a patch will be there next year or not. “There’s a Bear.” She looks up to where I am pointing less than 100 feet away and shugs. “Well it’s his house first. So long as he stays over there it’s fine.” “Valerie I don’t think he’s staying there.” I say, considering if I can sprint back to the van while carrying her or if I’m going to have to file a death report with the police.
- “What are you pointing at?” asks the Department Head. She is not only Finnish, but has an actual doctorate in Mycology, and much, much more unhinged than Valerie is.
- “B e A R !” I say, trying to keep my voice down while conveying the appropriate sense of urgency about the fact that a 300lb and likely half-mad with hunger carnivore is headed towards his favorite mushroom patch and we are in the way.
- My Department Head striaghtens up to her full 6′4″ and I swear, bristles her hair like a fucking Myazaki cartoon.
- She makes a loud, harsh barking noise at it that I now recognize as the Finnish Profanity “PERKELE!” and slaps a ponderosa to show she means business.
- The Bear
- Stands
- Up.
- This is very definitely a Boar Black Bear and I’m doing a quick headcount so emergency services can bring up an appropriate number of body bags.
- “Oh.” Says my Department Head.
- “It’s only a little one.”
- It is at this point that I remember that she is from the North parts of Finland and she has a Polar Bear Skull in her office.
- As I am realizing this, she storms directly towards the bear, continuing to curse it in Finnish, picks up a stick in one hand and a rock in the other and throws the latter in a rather elegant curveball that only misses the bear as he realizes the Mycologists are back and ducks, before hightailing it up the mountain.
- “He’s only a little love, there was no need for that.” Pouts Valerie.
- “He would have made a good rug.” Says my Department Head.
- the debate on the ethics of hunting bears on foot with rocks continues until a third Mycologist, Ralph, Discovers an Elk Skull with Mushrooms blooming out of the bone.
- “Ooooh! Ossiphages! This is a lovely find!” Says Valerie, and we gather around to coo over the delicate gray caps growing along the elk’s rotted browridge.
- the madness is contagious, apparently.
- “Do you think your conciousness is transferred to that which consumes you after death?” Ralph asks.
- “I hope so.” he continues like he has not just said something absurd and nightmarish. “Its so horribly noisy being an animal. I’d live to be an ossiphage fungus.”
- We all nod in agreement. Something moves in a bush and several of us pick up rocks in case the bear has decided to make a career change into carpeting.
- At one point Valerie takes a bite out of Boletus.
- “Hm. Good Specimen. Needs some salt and butter.” She nodded aprovingly. “Weren’t you just telling me we have to do a cut test to see if they’re poisonous or not?” I ask, as she had in fact, juct finished telling me that.
- Valerie swallows, THEN looks down at the bite she’s taken out of it.
- “Well it didn’t turn purple so I guess i get to live today.” She smiles, serenely.
Anyway, Mycologists are absolutely bonkers and you should definitely go make friends with them.
Seattle PD sent seven police cars to arrest the guy who filmed them macing a child and are holding him without bail on trumped up charges of “Unlawful discharge of a laser pointer.”
Seven police cars. No bail. This is retaliation.
So if you film the cops macing a child you can be held without bail on charges of “Unlawful Discharge of a Laser Pointer”. Meanwhile the cops that committed felony assault on video when they shoved a 75 year old man to the ground have been released on their own recognizance - meaning they did not even have to post bail to go home and sleep in their own beds.
You couldn’t make this shit up.
Petitions to sign to DEFUND Seattle Police Department: https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLSeLx0UBq_-FmE6YQPgG2aGSmNOI7_LCjpGiNGH4HSq2nWpGSA/viewform
For any of my peeps in Seattle.
It is 2020, we are no longer assuming these pigs make shit up to arrest someone.
WE. KNOW. COPS. LIE.
They have access to all the evidence they need, and all the means to plant it. Stop calling it a conspiracy, stop saying "maybe it happened" IT. HAPPENED.
DEFUND THE POLICE
ACAB
BLACK LIVES MATTER
Here’s dril’s candles on a graph for reference.
“Defund the police” starting to look more sensible now?
Sydnee McElroy sharing an important message on Twitter today during pride month (June 17, 2019)
