“Okay I want sustainable woodworking and logging to be kind of a core feature of this ethnic group’s trade and relative self-sufficiency, so I’m gonna do some research on logging. What’s that word for when you float logs down a river? I should probably put them near a river. Hell yeah geographical feature. That is a thing I can add to a map. I’m so good at worldbuilding. Oh you have to cure lumber before it can be usable–that makes sense, that’s why it doesn’t rot. Okay gonna watch this video on curing wood. Huh this video’s kinda boring and a little too modern in terms of my worldbuilding. Oh! I had that really neat old-timey book on woodworking I stole from my dad! I’m gonna get it!
Huh New Jersey had cedar swamps?
New Jersey cleared out its cedar swamps so bad that by the 1800’s they were literally mining hunks of dead cedar out of the swamp like how Irish people in peat bogs would haul perfectly-preserved centuries-old logs out of the peat and use them for firewood?
They cleared out the trees that bad?
Google New Jersey Cedar Swamps
Google New Jersey Cedar Swamps Restoration
Google Atlantic White Cedar
Google Who is Saving the Cedar Swamps
Oh shit my notes doc that’s right I was going to write.
I saw a post saying that Boromir looked too scruffy in FotR for a Captain of Gondor, and I tried to move on, but I’m hyperfixating. Has anyone ever solo backpacked? I have. By the end, not only did I look like shit, but by day two I was talking to myself. On another occasion I did fourteen days’ backcountry as the lone woman in a group of twelve men, no showers, no deodorant, and brother, by the end of that we were all EXTREMELY feral. You think we looked like heirs to the throne of anywhere? We were thirteen wolverines in ripstop.
My boy Boromir? Spent FOUR MONTHS in the wilderness! Alone! No roads! High floods! His horse died! I’m amazed he showed up to Imladris wearing clothes, let alone with a decent haircut. I’m fully convinced that he left Gondor looking like Richard Sharpe being presented to the Prince Regent in 1813
*electric guitar riff*
And then rocked up to Imladris a hundred ten days later like
Some people have been wondering about the raccoon. Listen. Listennn. Don’t ask about the raccoon.
But does the racoon survive the Uruk-Hai? Does he curl up on Aragorn’s head, or does he go straight to Faramir? Does he bite Denethor?
My friend. My colleague. My brother my captain my king. I too have been pondering this question, and in my mind there can be only one ultimate outcome.
A few months later
All hail the High Warden of Gondor.
Epilogue: It ADORES Faramir.
Every time I see this post I’m obligated to reblog and make it your problem too!
what i miss most about being a chocolatier (besides the honor of gayest job title imaginable) is we had these massive bars of chocolate for tempering that were 10lbs and we had to break them into smaller chunks. by using a sledgehammer of course. i LIVED for that shit
all the other people in production HATED busting them especially at the end of the shift but i fucking loved it. give me the hammer. i can be trusted with the hammer. And everyone did in fact trust me with the hammer because again they all thought it was tedious and painful. me? i was having the time of my life. even if i had to pick up the slack for other people i would be annoyed for all of five seconds before the euphoria of getting to smash things set in. and the production areas had windows too so customers often just got to watch me beat the shit out of a massive chocolate bar. with a hammer. like a zoo animal. i was getting paid to do that. every day i miss it.
Reminder that puffins are extremely social and like to fit in with their friends, so they will adopt mannerisms and interests of the group. So there is a good chance this little guy is trying to be friends with the photographer by showing his interest in the camera.
TIL photographers are a lot like puffins, cuz we also make friends by showing interest in your camera XD
Reminds me of the time researchers were trying to get puffins to land in a specific area so the put decoys up to draw them in but the decoys only had 1 leg and
if vampires existed in real life i think there would be shady companies advertising “organic blood” sourced from “willing donors” who are coincidentally all poor people being paid like $5 per blood donation. and like haughty vegan vampires who only drink a synthetic blood drink thats brewed in a way thats actively worse for the enviroment. and radical traditionalist vampires who go on tiktok and claim that true alpha chads have to drain and kill people and anyone who leaves their victims alive is a liberal cuck. enter the world of hypothetical insufferable vampire politics with me.
hey op. i want you to know my boyfriend has been in hysterics, laughing and occasionally wheezing out “bibby” for the past half an hour because of this post. are you proud of what youve done?
Fun fact, I genuinely have no pronoun preference. Call me whatever. Switch in the middle of a sentence. I don't mind.I am open to taking cross stitch commissions, so let me know if you're interested and we can discuss!
