When in doubt, let nature guide you.
Stab your predators.
Fun statistical fact: Cows are about 300 times more likely to kill you than coyotes.
Minor sidenote to statistical fact: If it was common for people to keep several hundred coyotes on their property and routinely chase them into a corral and handle them, this statistic would be different.
this is a great summary of ‘conditional probability’, a statistical property many people grapple with
“Are you okay?”
Jon barely processes his girlfriend’s question as he scrolls back to rewatch Arya’s story for the 5th time. The first 3 times all he could see was a half naked man clearly laying on top of his little sister. His brain realized on this fourth view that he knows the man in question, and now he has to confirm he isn’t hallucinating before driving to Arya’s flat.
Ygritte doesn’t wait for a response though. Opting to grab his phone and see for herself before announcing, “Gods damn! Finally!”
His head snaps up to look at her, mouth opening and closing, hoping that this is an elaborate prank between his girlfriend, sister, and best friend. “YOU KNEW ABOUT-ABOUT THIS?!” Jon sputters as he sees that Ygritte is decidedly not joking and instead excitedly typing from his phone.
Ygrittes laughter fills their living room. “Everyone knew about this. Rickon owes me 20 dragons. He thought it would take Gendry until Maiden’s Day to make a move, and I said–” she finally looks up to see the horrified look on her southron boy’s face, “–You really know nothing, Jon Snow.”
What an icon
And we know about it because Admiral Grace Hopper, one of the early programmers, wrote about it in her diary and even taped the fried corpse of the moth to the page.
CAT by By 九米 / Zhaobangni (1631123)
And when I say I lost my shit–and by all lost gods did I– I mean it.
unmute unmute unmute
for the love of EVERYTHING holy u GOTTA unmute
This was funny silent, but HILARIOUS with sound.
It’s been a good 3 years since this episode aired, but from the very first time I heard it this has been one of my absolute favourite literary(?) quotes of all time and finally, after a couple years of procrastinating I finally finished illustrating it =u=
One hundred and twenty eight years ago, the world was welcoming one of the greatest storytellers ever.
Ok, I’m one day late and I really wish I could have created something new for the birthday of our dear old friend, but in any case, it’s always good to celebrate the fantastic works of the one and only, J.R.R. Tolkien.
Hope you are surrounded by all that’s green and good, dear sir. Thank you for the world you brought to life!
And a happy week ahead everyone! 🍃⚔️📖
Aries: Get ready Aries, you’re about to invent tetanus for white women.
Taurus: The stars and I are so, so sorry. You will never be the world’s largest rodent.
Gemini: Your naturally chipper demeanor and vulnerability to poison will combine to create an afternoon you’ll never forget.
Cancer: See, you say you’re fine but it would be accurate to describe you as a haunted Russian Nesting Doll of anxiety.
Leo: Whoops! Looks like the ancient deity trapped in the arctic ice shelf has escaped! Better light a fire!
Virgo: The stage magician you made fun of at the town fair back in 2004 will finally come back for revenge. Keep away from decks of playing cards.
Libra: Just because you could saw your hands off to prevent yourself from sinning, that doesn’t mean you should. There is probably a simpler solution here.
Scorpio: Prepare to experience terraforming as no human ever has before.
Ophiuchus: The KGB have formed a file on you which is weird because the KGB dissolved in 1991.
Sagittarius: Today your fortune is baring slightly to the left. Take your destiny to the shop and get it realigned.
Capricorn: Its time to relish your personal ability to eat drywall. Don’t actually eat drywall, just revel in the possibility.
Aquarius: Flattery will get you nearly everywhere. For the places it can’t get you, that what the gun is for.
Pisces: There is a tendency to find the relationship you want the moment you make peace with not wanting a relationship. This is because god hates us.
I love this, though, because my favorite thing about Superman is he isn’t Batman. I love Batman too, but Superman isn’t a dude who decided to live his life in pursuit of a vendetta against society when he was eight and then just did nothing for the next two decades but get super jacked, become the world’s greatest detective, and memorize every strategy used by every winner in every field of competition in history. Superman is a very good-hearted person who knows how to bale hay, use AP Stylebook, and break meteors into manageable bite-sized pieces by hitting them real hard. And I’m not saying Superman isn’t smart. He’s a bright guy, he’s just not like, one of the celebrated geniuses of the DC Universe. The best thing about Superman is he is basically a normal dude who happens to be orders of magnitude stronger than anyone else. Normal dudes have brain farts. Normal dudes are presented with a life-or-death situation they have less than four seconds to resolve and make a decision that is not optimal. Normal dudes aren’t typically asked to rescue a child from a 10,000 ton machine bearing down on him at 85mph, but if they were, they would probably sometimes panic a little and do dumb shit like ruin a train when they could have just whisked the child to safety.
I think sometimes Superman makes the wrong decision, not necessarily to the result of extreme catastrophe, but something like this, where everyone is standing around clapping and cheering and the kid’s parents are weeping in gratitude and they want to pose for a picture for the 6 o’ clock news with Superman and the conductor, and in the crowd someone is like “Why didn’t he fly the kid out of the way?” and rather than rolling with the fact that the emperor is naked his friend just says “Shut up, Drew, it’s Superman.”
And then, because I also love Batman for very different reasons, I imagine that later on the same day Bruce Wayne gets a phone call and Clark Kent is like “Hey, Wayne, I uh, need a favor.”
“Do you now.”
“Yeah, I, uh, kind of owe the Union Pacific Railroad $60,000.”
“Oh, and why’s that?”
“Come on, don’t do this to me. It was all over the news.”
“I’m prepared to write you a no-strings-attached check for the full amount on the condition that you explain your entire thought process from beginning to end.”
Anyway, that’s why I like Superman.
AU prompt: write your otp as how your parents met
this seemed like a halfway fun idea at the time of posting, but the more i think about it the more impossible it seems:
there’s the easy version my dad would tell (stealing a guitar, showing up at her window - my dad couldn’t sing worth a damn)
and then there’s the true story: he studied agriculture, she home economics. her class would come to pick up his class’ produce. the cabbage was good that year. they had five children.
… My mom nearly ran him over when he decided to jaywalk in front of her and then she glared at the back of his head in some real estate class they were both in for like two months until he asked her out.
My mom met my dad’s identical twin and HATED him.
They lived in the same apartment complex and my mom thought he was married because he lived with his sister
People who like rocks see cool rocks everywhere. People who like birds see interesting birds everywhere. The tree on your yard could be an exceptional specimen. The world around you could be amazing and magical, but you aren’t enough of a nerd to see it.
I gave my mum Alexandra Horowitz’s On Looking: Eleven Walks Through Expert Eyes for her birthday this year, it’s a book that revolves around this idea: the author invites 11 specialists in different things to walk around a boring city block with her one after the other so they can point out to her the things they see, that she doesn’t notice. There’s an expert in typography talking about what the variety of fonts on urban signs can tell you about the city’s history, an entomologist pointing out all the urban insects no one pays attention to, a geologist, a sound engineer…
See this is what I mean by “there are more wonders in this world than you can ever dream of and all you need to do is listen to its stories and see it’s magic. ”
Guys do centaurs have to eat both horse food and human food?
Centaur, eating out of a burlap sack of hay like it’s potato chips: So do you guys wanna get Chipotle later?
Centaur: *kneeling on the ground, ripping up bits of grass and eating it*
Nearby horse: *neighs*
Centaur: Well it’s easy for you to bend over, isn’t it?
Centaur: *through a mouthful of grass* Well goody goody for you, but some of us have two spines.
Human: Hey does somebody want the rest of my burger?
Centaur: Oh I’ll have it. I am starving.
Human: Didn’t you just eat like an entire barrel of hay?
Centaur: *snatches the burger* That was for the horse stomach not the human one. Don’t be racist, Carl.
DON’T BE RACIST CARL
That spine comment made me reevaluate my life
Two spines, two ribcages, and six limbs baby! And a tail! Four shoulders!
This picture makes my intellectual half happy but also causes me great pain
is your intellectual half the horse half or the human half
Head, Abdomen, Thorax.
That last comment hit me so hard I felt like Plato when Diogenes plopped a plucked chicken down and declared it a man
Mint is an underrated cooking herb
Okay this kinda fucks
This entirely fucks and also Banjo there has some impressive breath control, given he had to basically speed up and string together a lot of what in the original was spaced out to give the lead singer time to, you know, inhale.
merry talks to kids in ithilien like ‘and remember: you’re NEVER too small to fight an unspeakable ancient eldritch horror’ and eowyn says ‘he’s right you’re not’ and faramir’s like PLEASE don’t
merry, a freakishly tall hobbit, says the same to anyone in the shire who will listen and they’re all like ‘that doesn’t sound right but i don’t know enough about unspeakable ancient eldritch horrors to dispute it’
several small hobbit children come to the conclusion that the most unspeakable ancient eldritch horror around is that really big newt that lives in the pond by the Party Field and hijinks ensue
baby hobbit, fumbling with a newt: this is JUST like when mr merry fought the witch king
merry: correct! the witch king of angmar was naught but a wriggling newt unto mine brave and heroic eye!
sam: i wasn’t there but i can guarantee that’s not how it happened