Today in my fiction class i had my students give presentations on their writing process and one girl had a slide in her presentation that was titled ‘Challenges’ and then had the following image:

And I laughed really loudly at it and then asked her to send it to me after class.

Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse

The missing horsemen

They're all available as prints, for those asking

mastering ancient breathing techniques in the mountains of china to control my heart rate finely enough to jam out a sick tune on the hospital’s heart monitor

You become at least 1% more patient I think when you remember that literally nothing is obvious. Nothing.

I spent years teaching Sunday school to toddlers and then spent a few years teaching British literature to adults and both of those experiences combined taught me that literally nothing in the universe is easy to understand at first glance. I ended up explaining just as many “obvious” things to the adults as I did the toddlers.

I’ve tried and failed to explain to a two year old that the world isn’t flat and I’ve tried and failed to explain to a 24 year old that Baptist doctrine didn’t exist before the reformation and I’ve tried and failed to explain to both age groups that girls can do boy jobs and boys can do girl jobs and some people go to work on the bus and don’t have a car.

And at a certain point? You start to realize that it takes years for even the simplest concepts to get into someone’s head. We’re born knowing how to breathe, swallow, scream, and suck and everything else is extremely confusing.

first assigned reading in my textile history class is about orientalism and the political appropriation of the paisley print and kashmir shawl by the british written by a south asian researcher

"in this essay i would like to offer a way of reading pattern and textile history as political and ideological" sickos yes ha ha ha yes . jpeg

dropbox link to the PDF of the reading i just uploaded bc it's institution paywalled otherwise <3 let me know if you have any issues downloading it

stolen off instagram but i laughed so hard when i saw this

tragic when a thing gets hate for being 'woke trash' and you look into it and its not even that woke. like cmon man i was promised monacle popping gay commie propaganda. this is just a video game with a woman in it.

The big wet puppy eyes my grandpa just gave me when I said I was making naan and he said “garlic naan ??” With barely concealed excitement . Needless to say I added so much garlic to the naan

cruel how loving someone rewires you permanently.

— Ivan Yan (source)

Too much movement makes your joints hurt and too little movement also makes your joints hurt. This would imply that there's an optimal amount of movement that allows your joints to not hurt. This is a lie.