mary shelley wrote a wholesome story about a young medical student trying to find his lost homunculus in the alps

Happy valentine's day i think

Imagine we make contact with aliens and begin showing each other our art. We trade plays, they enjoy our tragedies, epics, and comedies, which they enjoy, and in return they show us all of their greatest theatre productions. We recognize their own versions of our genres, but then they show use “Aolymic” plays, which just seems like emotionally chaotic plays with no real purpose. We ask them what “Aolymic” means and they get confused, “you know, Aolymic! It makes you feel Ecrax.” We watch an Aolymic play with them and see their faces scrunch up into an unrecognizable form, some of their appendages even seem to alter in unconscious ways. Yet no matter how they describe this feeling of Ecrax, we just can’t understand it. They swear up and down these are some of their world’s most beloved works of art, yet no matter how we try we just can’t appreciate them. Some humans begin experimenting, trying to reproduce Aolymic plays themselves by basing them on the alien versions. While some do manage to be recognizably part of the genre for the aliens, they complain that they’re all quite sophomoric and derivative. Over time, through repeated trial and error, however, some human Aolymic productions do eventually begin receiving positive ratings. It becomes a kind of challenge for humans, to reproduce this genre which is entirely alien to us. By learning and experimenting with the recognized conventions, it even becomes one of the most prestigious artistic genres for humans due to its emotional inaccessibility. Human Aolymic plays praised by the aliens become celebrated on earth, enjoyed for the talent it takes to produce them, yet we never do ever understand what Ecrax feels like, though we do learn how to enjoy its illusion.

The Vampire Ball scene of Van Helsing lives rent free on my head.

I love rat snakes they’re so cute and cuddly. Unfortunately, they want to get in your house and cuddle.

They love to live on your porch and deal with pests and be really chill and then sneak in when you least expect it. They’re trying so hard to be domesticated. Sorry bud, you’re so shiny and dark and beautiful but you’re an outside friend.

ratsnake perfec t for domestication put rat snake in House good friend to human very Companion and Friend have good time with ratsnake in house. Put Ratsnake In House. No problems ever ratsnake in house because ratsnake perfect size give Help and Support to human. A ratsnake perfect pet for human can trust ratsnake to be good companion to Human. friend ratsnake.

very compelling argument

A friend who visited me at work once

Ah, the wonders of Anchordeep... I really love the combination of gems and water! Although working on the gems individually took some of my braincells as sacrifice. However!!!!! I'm satisfied with the result!

KALLAMAR LOOKS ADORABLE!!!

Congress is now considering the appropriations bill for the Department of Homeland Security, whose funding runs out at the end of January. Call your members of Congress and tell them to vote NO on any bill that increases ICE's funding. Please demand that the DHS appropriations bill prohibit ICE and Border Patrol agents from carrying guns and that it unambiguously declare that agents do not have absolute immunity under the law if they harm civilians. Also tell them that any bill must restrict ICE and Border Patrol’s ability to conduct dragnet arrest operations and target people based on their race, language or accent. And the bill must clarify that ICE agents are liable under civil and criminal law if they harm civilians. Do this as soon as you can. To reach your representative or senator, call the U.S. Congressional Switchboard at (202) 224-3121. Tell them the state and city where you live. They will connect you to any member’s office.

Official Post of Massachusetts

The thing about the moon is maybe you don’t need to write a poem about the moon. The moon’s been done, we’ve discussed it. It’s a coin a mirror an eye a lantern in the darkness. It’s a rock in space. It’s the dang moon we’ve all seen it! Is there something you can notice that’s is more surprising than the moon???

I need everyone to know that my old neighbor (probably) died or (possibly) went to someplace with permanent medical care because she was a million years old, and she was replaced by (another) old man of similar age and haleness whose children put him into this house to be closer to them. This is significant because the previous neighbor lady hated me AND my birds, and the new guy is delighted by them and comes over to visit Bug.

Today I got to meet his daughter and he insisted she meet Bug too, so after foot dips, I walked them out to the pens. I called for Bug several times, but she did not appear. I don't blame her. it's cold and rainy out. So I went in to find her, and she was absolutely not budging at all. Nestled up with mantis on their heated perch, inside their curtained-off, decorated, insulated coop. I did end up letting the daughter walk through to come see her and give her a little pat, because I want to get along with my neighbors and want them to like the birds (much easier all around if everyone likes the birds).

But like imagine it's the dead of winter in Michigan, and your elderly father insists that his new neighbor has peacocks and you go to see them thinking maybe they're turkeys, or like, one random peacock like some farms have, and instead this is what you find

and you're allowed to pet them

they need to invent clubbing for boring sober people who don't like loud music or crowded group dancing. what's the "she should be at the club" for this hypothetical not-me demographic.

roundup of various common suggestions in the notes:

first good suggestion on this post in years, FINALLY true equality

human furnace

+ bonus colors

doing things at the right age is literally a made up concept. you can start/pursue anything at any age. btw.

remember remember

one curiousity search on ebay to see if people are still going nuts over beanie babies has led to getting a strong contender for the funniest email ever

When your doctor prescribes you the generic

lifetime ban from the boba shop for ordering a kiki tea

putting some old tapestries up on here :^) tragically these are the only photos I have of this piece, as it sold several years ago. looking back it's one of my most ambitious and complex tapestries, and I wish I had spent some more time with it before selling it, and taken the time to photograph it more properly.

based on this painting of a black stag in lascaux cave:

mold pisses me off so much

oh you have to eat your produce the moment it leaves the store or the fuckin Hungering Dust will get it. and. poison your food

I ran into this post years ago and to be honest, it has completely reoriented the way I engage with food.

Like. I’ve always sorta understood that things grow moldy or stale or sour or such if left out, but I never really internalized it in a meaningful way.

But now I’m just like.

Yeah. The hungering dust. There exists omnivorous dust in the air that will eat my food if I don’t.

Those bagels have been sitting there for a week. Are we going to eat them soon or are we leaving them for the hungering dust?

Pizza’s been sitting out on the counter for an hour. Everyone’s enjoying the pizza, but if we don’t want “everyone” to include the hungering dust then we should probably put it away soon.

That’s just. That’s how food works to me now. There exists an invisible predator in the air that hungers for your yummies, and it will not hesitate to eat your food if you don’t make the effort to protect and preserve it. And eat what can’t be preserved before the dust can.

Life-changing.