Okay. Gardening 101; or “Auntie Sys I have a yard that’s currently a yard and don’t know SHIT or FUCK about how to make it not be a boring-ass yard.”
Step 1; go to your local landfill and get all of the newspaper you can. Cardboard will also work. If your neighborhood puts them out for recycling, go around and grab them all like a little newspaper goblin.
Step 2; acquire mulch. If you WANT, you can go pay for it at a garden store, but we’re all cheap lazy bitches here so screw that. Most landfills will collect yard waste and branches and chip them into woodchips, which you can get for PENNIES or FREE. Go load up on that good shit.
I like straw too, which I can get for barter because I am related to half the people around here and a solid 65% of my extended family are farmers. I give Uncle Daryl three quarts of elderberry jelly or a couple pounds of morels in spring and he loads me up with straw bales.
Step 3; figure what parts of grass you want to be not-grass, and cover that shit in newspaper, good and thick. 5-10 layers. It helps to wet the newspaper to keep it from blowing away as you work.
Now, cover that newspaper with a good thick layer of mulch.
Congrats, you’re removing the grass. It’ll starve to death under the mulch and newspaper and rot into compost. You now have garden beds and have not dug one single bit of sod.
If you can’t wait for six months to plant, pull the mulch aside, cut a hole in the newspaper, and dig out a plug of sod the size of the planting hole. Throw some compost in there and plant. Tuck mulch back around plant. Water well.
There ya go. Garden beds. In a year, when you pull back the mulch the newspaper will be almost rotted away, and the soil underneath soft and loamy.
I have been listening to The Protomen albums on loop ever since I discovered them a few months ago, and I have been making some observations on really cool details between songs, one of which I wanted to highlight today: what I have been affectionately referring to as the "funeral motif."
See when some buddies and I first listened through Album I, we got hung up on that whistle at the beginning of Unrest in the House of Light. It kinda stands out, right? An early theory had us wondering if it was related to what motivated Light to tell Megaman the truth. So I did a few listens through trying to figure out what it could mean. From what I can tell, the first instance we hear it in is Funeral for a Son. It's in the spotlight as the brass comes in, and then falls into the background as the song progresses. But! That's not the only time we hear it! It also appears in the very end of Keep Quiet. While all three have those same three notes in common, Unrest has them standing alone, while the other two conclude it in two different ways; Keep Quiet feels tense and anticipatory, while Funeral sounds like it has more finality.
My conclusion is that the funeral motif heralds an incoming disaster, or highlights moments of Hamartia in the characters where this trait will ultimately doom them and everyone around them. Or something like that. In any case, I put together all the pieces I found, and this post is mostly just to set that free into the world. But I may have missed more instances, so if anyone finds more please tell me!!
immortality as theft (you have to steal life from something else) immortality as parasitism (there is something else inside You that is keeping you alive and you become less of yourself more and more the longer it stays in you) immortality as violence (everything is trying to kill you because everything is supposed to die and the universe will always try to find a way to right the wrong that is You) you understand
”which could mean nothing” is maybe my favorite phrase of all time. where would we be without it
We are the Pride Knights, and this is our battle cry No enemy can shake us, as hard as they can try There’s a fire in our eyes that no hatred can kill A passion in our hearts that’s as strong as our will To our fellow queers who fight their battles on their own We promise to fight with you, you are never alone To our fellow queers who have fallen with the pain We thank you for your courage, your fight is not in vain
We are defenders of the right to be proud of who you are To love who you love and to accept every scar We are your knights, protectors of our pride Together we stand, together we ride
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His name is Moss and he's a knight who did bad things while he was alive and was cursed by the faeries after his death. Now he's a servant of the fey who uses his fighting skills to protect the weak magical creatures of the woods 🌿
He likes to sit on rocks for a long time and walk slowly around the forest dragging his weapon on the ground. Most birds think that he's some kind of statue and of course he's a nicer person now 🌱
another piece for that art assignment i was talking about the other day
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