“Unfortunately, tonight I seem to be somewhere else on the planet. Otherwise I would be there sipping champagne and toasting your fine health. So I do it in absence a few days earlier with a bottle of eau de vie. Tons of love, have a wonderful evening and wish I could be there.
!” - Benedict Cumberbatch toasts Studio Canal’s partnership with SunnyMarch
I JUST REALISED I NEVER SHARED HERE HOW I PROVED THAT I AM A CHILD OF HERMES
Long post but here it goes. The story here goes:
I was on a vacation in Montenegro with a friend of mine. We were waiting for a bus to take us to the main bus station so that we could reserve bus tickets for the trip back home. Two buses passed us, one empty that didn’t stop for us, and one also empty but didn’t stop where we needed to go. So by that time we were waiting for an hour and a half, and both had to use the restroom, but neither willing to go to the restaurant across the street in case the bus arrives and we weren’t there to get on it. Finally my friend goes bored and says
“I swear if the bus doesn’t arrive in the next minute I might actually die of boredom.”
Now being a huge greek mythology nerd and fan of Percy Jackson, I often joked that I am a child of Hermes; despite my favourite god being Apollo. I turn to my friend and say something like
“I could pray to Hermes?”
and so I did. I said something along the lines like, “Hermes, patron god of travelers and anyone who uses roads, I, your child, need your assistance. I apologise for ever wanting Apollo as a father. My friend and I need a bus to go from point A to point B. Can you please send us a ride. Cause we also need to pee really bad.”
NOT 2 SECONDS LATER A BUS ARRIVES.
The bus was full but it drove to the destination we needed to be so we got in. We both stood by the door, unable to move foward cause of the crowd. On the next bus stop a woman got off and vacant a seat. None of the passangers that were previously standing wanted to occupy the said seat, and I felt a bit guilty taking it since I just got on the bus. Another woman compelled me to sit down, and when I did I could have sworn that the bus driver winked at me at the rear view mirror. I convinced myself I was imagining it, cause the old man winking at me would cross to the creepy line. There was an old woman standing behind me, so I offered her the seat but she refused saying she was getting off soon. She in fact got off on the same stop I did, about 20ish minutes later.
Meanwhile my friend still stood by the door, in the crowd. 15 minutes into the bus ride two seats next to each other become vacant, so my friend and I occupy them. We both comment how the weird the bus felt. A woman, we now believe is a monster, cursed on the bus driver, saying he didn’t know where he was driving. The driver kept looking at me in the rear view mirror. The bus passed the heard of cows (which isn’t that unusual for that area…but still). So on, and so on. Both of us keep quiet, whispering how the ride felt weird, but not really saying why.
Finally we arrive at our destination. Because when we got on the bus there was a huge crowd inside it we weren’t able to pay for the ride while getting onto the bus, so we had to pay when we got off. The only problem was we didn’t know the price. Bus fairs weren’t consistent. It varied from the destination to destinations and from the bus line to bus line. We had to ask the driver to bill us. I decided I should do it, but was unable because passangers refused to get off until i got off so I couldn’t talk to the driver. My friend stayed behind on the bus to ask the driver for the price and he only responded with “3€”.
That could have ment 3€ for both of us or 3€ for each of us. Since my friend only had paper bills I pulled out 3 coins worth together 6€, in case its 3€ for each of us. I gave 6€ to the driver and go back to my friend, when the driver comes back opens my friends wallet and puts 2 coins in it before handing it back. He gave me a knowing wink, and disappeared into the crowd. My friend opend the wallet and we found that two extra coins worth together 4€. Meaning that no matter how much the actual bus fair was, the driver gave us almost free ride for both of us, or one got a free ride while the other got a discount.
We are still convinced that Hermes himself gave us a ride.
so my mom works at pre-school style program run by an occupational therapy clinic for young kids with ADHD and/or Autism who are either unable to attend or have gotten kicked out of “normal” pre-school. the aim of the program is to teach them simple self-regulation behaviors so that they can return to a school environment, be it special-ed or with all the other students. having both of those disorders, i sometimes am able to help them tweak the program to be more affective and yesterday I had a little idea thats honestly going to change everything, even for me.
when children get upset, they learn to excuse themselves to go to the calm down corner until they can regulate themselves better. i came up with the idea that before they are allowed to go back to class they have to ask themselves three things:
Am I hungry?
Am I sick?/Does it hurt?
Do I need to use the bathroom?
because honestly??? as a person with both ADHD and Autism, my body doesnt tell me that stuff. I have to actively think, “do I need this or am i that” because my body isn’t processing the internal sensory input of my stomach and bladder. it gets to a point where i get very angry and very upset and stand up to go storm off and then suddenly realize, im not upset, i just really need to pee. or even, im not angry at all, im just kinda hungry. I even mentioned this idea to my therapist today, who’s son has ADHD, and she’s going to implement it for him too, since he often wont notice until it’s too late.
anyway, if you or a child you’re looking after or whoever are upset and cant figure out why, try doing a tummy check, because sometimes the fix can be that simple and our bodies just don’t tell us that information until we ask <3
1. Tell him all the characters are male, even if they’re not. 2. Once he’s done writing, have an editor go in and add an “s” in front of “he” on the female characters. Congrats, now you have women that are written as well as the men. 3. If there are any scenes where the men oogle a woman, replace it with a scene where they oogle a cheeseburger. 4. If there are any scenes where a female character’s past bisexual experiences are used for a male character’s titillation, replace that with actually having her girlfriend here on screen participating in the plot, or at least a scene where she hands her gf a bagged lunch and hugs her before she goes off on adventure