🌌 we are all in the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars
First heard about it on r/dndmemes during the API shit storm. I stick around because it's so much nicer. Smaller, yes, but easier to curate I guess? I read about my specific interests and just vibe.
I used to do that too! But living in Eastern Europe, our shampoo bottles had like twenty languages. I didn't manage to learn any, but I did develop a sense of how closely related they were.
Cyborg-like implants. I want titanium joints and UV vision and magnetic field sensors and charging my phone by laying it on my belly. Uncap each finger to reveal a small tool: screwdriver, USB key, cutting blade, etc.
Note that none of that includes or requires a constant connection to a network/internet. I want to augment my interactions with the real world, not replace them with a virtual world.
I'm a public servant, so while it's easy to tell people I work for The Government, it's a lot harder to explain what I do. My job is a mish-mash of like three different roles in one of the least popular departments. When people ask, I say I work for (our version of) the DMV, and that's usually good enough.
Charmeleon! Wartortle,
Mewtwo, Tentacruel, Aerodactyl,
Omanyte, Slowpoke...
That's all I've got. I will shed a single tear in remembrance of happier days.
I spent a lot of time trying to figure out the difference between these icons:
Another clue it isn't Quebec is that Quebec wouldn't bother having a separate US section when the States are just a couple hours drive away.
There are three feline modern constellations: Leo, Leo Minor, and Lynx. They're adjacent, so they're all visible around the same time.
Leo's heliacal rising from mid-northern latitudes is around early September. Alternatively, it is most easily visible in the evening in early May. So either early May or early September could be considered the "cat days"!
You know what, the high arctic probably looks similar to that prehistoric moss-covered landscape. Because moss is pretty much the only thing that can survive there (and some very small plants).
No regrets. The dream was unrealistic; the path to it filled with shitty pay, shitty people, and shitty tasks - all for a 0.001% chance of success. I realized I preferred having a normal life and enjoyed my youth instead. My current life is more enjoyable than chasing the dream ever was.
The joke would have worked a lot better if Larry's friends were different shapes. There's no visual reason why Larry is the only one that can act as the key.
No more Pauli exclusion principle. I'm not smart enough to describe what that world would look like... which is exactly why I would do it.
When you do, please post a picture of her expression so we can compare with the fox's.
It's a close call between kidney stone (the initial dislodgement from the kidney into the urether) and labour... Kidney stone wins because it had the element of surprise, extremely rapid escalation (0 to 100 in less than 10 minutes), and unlike labour contractions it just. kept. going nonstop until I got those sweet sweet IV drugs.