Muddled. Just Muddled.

You are not going to pass a skillcheck against a rip current once it has you.

Waves will not bow to your physical prowess no matter how impressive.

Shock does not care that you used to be on your school swim team.

If you hit your head, being good at swimming isn't going to turn you face-up while you're unconscious.

So apparently around 4+ years ago, Doodle had this lil doggo she would draw whenever she felt stressed. She even drew him in various situations and eventually made a turnaround of him.

Her friend Bree was working on 3-D modeling and asked if she could do one of the Dog. Doodle consented and even helped in the process, identifying where he should be thicker or rounder or whatever. Finally Bree had a successful model of the Dog, and since we were moving states soon, decided to 3-D print the Dog as a gift to Doodle.

She had recently acquired a 3-D printer, and used it to attempt to print it. But something went wrong and her printer broke. She wrote it off as a stability issue and took the problem to her 3-D modeling professor, a man with extensive industry experience. Since he also knew Doodle, he was on board to make this happen.

So he tries to print it there. First, a fly got into the machine and instead of creating a hideous dog/fly mutation, it blew off one of the legs. Then they tried again… ran out of filament. Tried a third time… and the printer broke.

At this point the teacher looked over the model, made sure it was tight, nothing to confuse the device or whatever. It all checked out. They got the printer repaired and made a few more tries, but something always went wrong. Ultimately, Bree called it a day. The Dog was cursed or something. Whatever the reason, it was time to lay this one aside. But at least it made a good story.

Eventually, Bree graduated… but before she did, she happened to tell the story to a classmate. The Dog, the Unconquerable Dog, the Cursed Dog What Could Not Be Printed. And homeboy said, “Bet you I can do it. Send me the files!” She clarified to make sure he really wanted this smoke, and sent him the files.

So apparently around 4+ years ago, Doodle had this lil doggo she would draw whenever she felt stressed. She even drew him in various situations and eventually made a turnaround of him.

Her friend Bree was working on 3-D modeling and asked if she could do one of the Dog. Doodle consented and even helped in the process, identifying where he should be thicker or rounder or whatever. Finally Bree had a successful model of the Dog, and since we were moving states soon, decided to 3-D print the Dog as a gift to Doodle.

She had recently acquired a 3-D printer, and used it to attempt to print it. But something went wrong and her printer broke. She wrote it off as a stability issue and took the problem to her 3-D modeling professor, a man with extensive industry experience. Since he also knew Doodle, he was on board to make this happen.

So he tries to print it there. First, a fly got into the machine and instead of creating a hideous dog/fly mutation, it blew off one of the legs. Then they tried again… ran out of filament. Tried a third time… and the printer broke.

At this point the teacher looked over the model, made sure it was tight, nothing to confuse the device or whatever. It all checked out. They got the printer repaired and made a few more tries, but something always went wrong. Ultimately, Bree called it a day. The Dog was cursed or something. Whatever the reason, it was time to lay this one aside. But at least it made a good story.

Eventually, Bree graduated… but before she did, she happened to tell the story to a classmate. The Dog, the Unconquerable Dog, the Cursed Dog What Could Not Be Printed. And homeboy said, “Bet you I can do it. Send me the files!” She clarified to make sure he really wanted this smoke, and sent him the files.

Since this started with literature, my thoughts went to other great writing. Sure enough…

So then I thought, what about musicians?

Games?

I was having fun so I tried silent film, and here I was disappointed. No Buster Keaton or Harold Lloyd, but…

Alright. What about art? No joy for my favorite, Georgia O’Keefe. But this one is cute:

Little angry about this artist:

Though in retrospect I feel like I should have expected it. Finally I just threw in a random:

Cute. But wait, just had an idea…

Aw, man, they don’t have one for Coraline. So much potential! But they had this.

Bonus:

that water is not doing jack shit to your stomach lining, your body is simply too much of a thermal reservoir. the water is already increased significantly in temperature by the time it reaches your stomach.

in order to actually freeze anything inside your body you have to be drinking liquid nitrogen. ice water is fine!

Arakawa realized the burgeoning youth of the early 2000s wasnt interested in another plucky spry optimistic young shonen protag. Instead she gave us a short ugly egotistical asshole smarter-than-you atheist with so much money and power that people could no longer best him in arguments by telling him “dude shut up ur literally like 12″ 

Five pages in we’re told Edward’s famous and rich and powerful. Five more pages and he’s calling some girl stupid for thinking God exists. Five more pages and he’s proven right. Five more and he’s kicked an evil priest’s teeth in. And no one can tell his mom on him.

Venezuela was hit by two earthquakes yesterday, a 7.2 and a 7.5. Many parts of the country have been reduced to rubble, and areas of Caracas have been flattened. Their infrastructure has already been under immense strain. Here's how you can help:

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Donate here.

It is a little difficult for me to format this information, as I am getting it through WhatsApp messages and Instagram reels, but I will be using this post to add collection centres outside of Venezuela. I will not be using this platform to spread information for those who are inside Venezuela as I know there are better platforms for that.

Most of the information I share will be in spanish and I also will not be doing any translation work. The addresses are clear and the items needed are universal in every catastrophe of this magnitude.

Collection centres in Puerto Rico:

Collection centres in Argentina:

Collection centres in Chile:

Collection centres in Bogotá:

Collection centres in Miami: