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I sat here… like an absolute dumbass…
How the Geneva Drive (the mechanical step that makes the second hand on a clock work by turning constant rotation into intermittent motion) works.
Oh snap!
As an engineer, this makes me happy.
If only one loop of this gif were equal to one second…
mr-egbutt
easy peasy
watching this while listening to a clock ticking is the best decision i have ever made
she knows she’s not allowed to bark at the cat, so her loophole is just to make a bunch of noises that are not barking instead.
royalkayblue
Long Horse Makes Sad Horn Noises At Local Bastard Man
trilllizard666
I love how the cat is just like
“Is this weirdly shaped cat…ok? Does it have brain damage?”
hey hey hey you remember ratatouille? that movie was fuckin wild. in the first 20m a woman points a shotgun at the protagonist and tries to shoot him multiple times, brings down the roof of her own house, and subsequently gasses it. then the rat goes to paris and meets the bastard son of a dead chef and almost dies. again. several times. many times! almost gets locked in an oven. and then drowned. then some shit happens and he controls the bastard son by pulling on his hair. also the bastard chef gets drunk at least once. it’s explicit too like the scheming sous chef brings this 18 y/o or whatever into his office and gets him drunk because he wants the kid to admit that he’s a successful chef because of a tiny hair-pulling rat puppeteer who lives in his hat. and all throughout it the rat is grappling with the ethical conflict of whether stealing is right, and how to reconcile the wasted excesses of capitalism with his belief in private property and self-earned worth, especially when he comes from an impoverished background where stealing was necessary. and the underlying motif is how art isn’t an exclusive club, and how making art accessible to everyone is critical to the expansion and success of art itself, and the importance of honesty in relationships. also the human protagonist’s name is linguini
don’t hoard toilet paper, buy a bidet attachment for your toilet or a cheap handheld bidet instead. don’t hoard hand sanitizer, wash your hands with soap and water instead. don’t hoard tampons and pads, use a menstrual cup instead. don’t hoard water. don’t hoard face masks - either sew one at home or cough into your elbow and stay several feet away from people. don’t stop tipping delivery people. call and text elderly and disabled people more. set up regular times for facetime calls with friends and family. check in on people in abusive environments. encourage every institution you know to cancel and go remote if they can. don’t travel. cancel all your plans. if you feel sick or were anywhere near someone with a confirmed case, call your health department. even if they say you can’t get tested, when they do have enough tests, they may call you back, and be able to track the disease better. take this seriously. think of OTHERS first.
What’s wrong dear? You’ve hardly touched your Crunchwrap Supreme...
intelligentdrumandbass-deactiva
i love being sober and talking to drunk people at parties cause i asked a guy “if you were a wizard what kind of spells would you cast” and i know he wasnt lying when he said “summon creatures”
Anonymous asked:
Tips on how to sleep? I’ve been awake all my life and it’s miserable
this took me a REALLY long time to learn and my therapist had to harp on me to do it but
1. Set a phone alarm every night for 10 pm. Take a melatonin at that time, no matter what you’re doing. Personally I like the adult gummies, bc I am baby. I started at 10 mg but that gave me weird dreams so now I do 5
2. Shortly after u take that melatonin get in bed. Even if you don’t go to sleep just get IN the bed.
3. If ur brain is racing and u can’t go to sleep, play a relaxation tape. There’s tons of them on Spotify but I listen to “Guided Meditation: Deep Relaxation” every night on my Alexa and set it to sleep timer and turn off automatically.
4. Buy a sun lamp. There are some relatively affordable ones online. Every morning before 10 am, sit in front of the sun lamp for like 20 minutes. I’m not saying before 10 am because waking up early is inherently good, it’s because if u do it any later than 10 am it’ll keep you awake too late and you’ll fuck yourself over. These thingies are POWERFUL. I used to sit in front of it while I scrolled through my phone and ate breakfast. I did it very consistently even though I didn’t want to and now I naturally wake up at like 9 or 10 (which sucks but i do feel better).
I still am awake late at night and start the day late but now my body does actually get tired and wake itself up. I hope this helps!!!
tma’s a horror podcast but sometimes it’s just like: but don’t you ever want to just throw yourself out the window to feel yourself fall? don’t you want to bury yourself in the earth and feel the weight of everything pressing down on you?dont you want to just disappear mysteriously and never speak to anyone again? don’t you want to run fast through the night with sharp teeth, to just lose control? don’t you just want to lose yourself? don’t you want to shed your skin, your name, don’t you want to remake your body into something unrecognizable? don’t you hate the sun? don’t you want to know everything? don’t you want to burn? to know and be known? to be fully consumed by what loves you? and i’m like 🤔
wtfisgoingonews
Politicians saying shit like “coronavirus doesn’t discriminate, it targets us all the same, blah blah blah” is so annoying like RICH PEOPLE will have access to healthcare and resources if they get sick. They live in conditions that make their lives and health inherently better. They will have the means to quarantine and their lives won’t be fucking ruined if they have to take off work or go to the hospital. Yes, we can all get sick but it is not equal. MORE low-income people die and have their lives ACTUALLY turned upside-down. shut the fuuuuck up
halodine
it doesnt discriminate but god i wish it did
dont tell anyone because its top secret but i just got the next tumblr update early and notes become like a currency that you can use to buy different outfits for your posts
tumblr is just talking to yourself but for an audience
That’s called a soliloquy.
found the theatre kid. get em boys.
mood: bedridden victorian child
moranginhos
papah …… am i going to die ?
shakescene
pâpâ…………i’m colde ….
will grándmama be there? in the light??
Is it sick of me that I fucking cackle at this post
Father, when I am better, will we go sledding? I do so love the snow. Father, why are you crying? Don’t be sad, father. I can wait for winter. It will be oh so much fun.