I find that almost everyone wants to find a way to convince themselves that they're smarter than the smart guy. I get confidently-incorrected all the time where I have a reputation for being "the smart guy," but people who don't know me very well, or haven't met me before, almost never try to correct me unless I say something really surprising.
The thing about tumblr is that you could make an entirely reasonable post like "hey in a pinch you can use potato starch as dry shampoo, just sprinkle it on top and comb it in, you can wash it off later and it'll be completely fine", and there's going to be someone reblogging this like
"sure this is safe and ok IN SOME CASES but ONLY if you're 100% sure that the thing you're using is potato starch and not something else, like laundry detergent! DO NOT EVER just sprinkle random powders into your hair before you're sure you've identified it correctly! You could burn your scalp off by following OP's advice without question!"
...Like are you sure that this is a real problem that people might actually have, or did you just feel like it should now be your turn to be talking?
This is here because I can't post photos on the local message board. I'm trying to find the owner of these two kittens before the raccoons get them.
Olivia's -- and Nix's -- incredulity as she discovers one by one the various shenanigans Open and Shut got up to in Season 1 is a beautiful thing... I am going to miss her reactions at the end of this arc! I hope the next guest player gets similarly surprised...
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OSP Red, over on her Tumblr blog Comicaurora, posted a brilliant and refreshingly frank analysis of "Fable of the Dragon Tyrant."
I can't believe I didn't figure out it was an allegory about death, but we all miss something sometimes, I guess.
Go read the whole post.
I call the seagull Frank Abigull, Jr.
He walks around the cruise terminal with one wing folded up crooked, so the wingtip sticks out and nearly drags on the ground. He looks like he has a broken wing.
If I eat on a seagull's patch, I'll share. I'm that used to paying rent for every damn thing. Same for crows.
Anyway, I don't know if his wing was ever really broken or not, but when he needs to, Frank can fly just fine.
It may be that he's learned to drag his wing in order to con the tourists and event-goers.
I have thousands of shitposts, rants, and essays sitting in notebooks, left over from decades of not using social media or having many friends. Hold on tight.
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