The existential hamster ball.

Never refill a Copic with regular isopropyl alcohol unless you have absolutely no other option.

Copic markers have their own ink refills to go with each marker,

They look like this and cost around the same price as a Copic Sketch maybe slightly more however they can be used to refill a marker several times

By using isopropyl alcohol what you’re doing, in fact, is diluting what little ink you have left in your make, therefore changing the shade of it.

Of course the one exception to this rule is the colourless blender 0 which is a marker that is full of regular isopropyl alcohol.

As a side note, DON’T throw away your marker if one/both of the is damaged

Copic also make replacement nibs for all of their markers

The owner of the drone was so impressed by the brilliant attack that he suggested organizing a competition for bringing down “dragons” with short spears next year.

The Burden of Loyalty

No, you can’t have that

Charlie….

Stay.

Good gir-…

Take that out of your mouth

Most movies are so afraid of being “cheesy” that whenever they say something like “friendship is the most powerful force in the world” they quickly undercut it with a joke to show We Don’t Really Believe That! ;)  Even Disney films nowadays have the characters mock their own movie’s tropes (”if you start singing, I’m gonna throw up!”) It’s like winking at the camera: “See, audience? We know this is ridiculous! We’re in on the joke!”

But Lord of the Rings is just 12.5 hours of friendship and love being the most powerful forces in the world, played straight. Characters have conversations about how much their home and family and friends mean to them, how hope is eternal, how there is so much in the world that’s worth living for…. and the film doesn’t apologize for that. There’s no winking at the audience about How Cheesy and Silly All This Is; it’s just. Completely in earnest.

Star Wars films have also always been earnest. The original trilogy and the prequels took themselves seriously even in their most ridiculous moments. Rogue One was serious as death. Even when talking about hope as a concept powerful enough to challenge tyranny, these films respected their own story and upheld the suspension of disbelief. As an audience member you know you are watching a fantasy, but in the case of both The Lord of the Rings and the previous Star Wars films, you are able to form a deep emotional connection to what you’re watching because the filmmakers treat it all as if it’s real and important.

In The Last Jedi, however, we get a film that constantly, repeatedly, irritatingly hammers through that fourth wall with mockery of the saga’s long-established - some would say, sacred - tropes. Luke tossing the lightsaber over his shoulder, BB-8 delivering the iconic I have a bad feeling about this in binary, Finn being given the line “May the Force be with you” but having to deliver it as if it were a punchline to yet another of the film’s wearisome jokes… So little is presented with the gravitas of the previous films. Watching it gave me, at least, the perpetual sense of Rian Johnson popping up in the background to reassure professional film critics that he, too, thinks this stuff is silly and juvenile and deserves to be mocked and undermined. Even the more subtle “subversions” of classic Star Wars values - like the importance of following your own instincts and heart, even when it means disobeying direct orders (something completely contradicted in Poe’s storyline) - work to dismiss and make light of the saga’s honored, long-standing themes.

Lust, the guy who hits on everyone regardless of whether or not they seem inclined to reciprocate, also known as the guy who considers his own pleasure the endgame of any encounter, consistently failing to give a shit about other people’s comfort or satisfaction;

Gluttony, the guy who overindulges in everything regardless of whether or not it was offered in moderation or offered out of politeness, also known as the guy who’s always high off other people’s weed and drunk off other people’s beer, consistently failing to respect the unspoken standards of politeness;

Greed, the guy who lays claim to every object of ambiguous origin left behind after a party, also known as the guy who hoards things he’s fully aware he’ll never use before they expire or will simply never use at all, consistently failing to demonstrate an awareness of the basic concept of sharing;

Sloth, the guy who only demonstrates any agency when the possibility of getting someone else to do his work for him arises, also known as the guy who will actually expend more energy trying to get out of making a basic effort than the basic effort itself would have required, consistently failing to do much of anything;

Wrath, the guy who finds a way to pick a fight with anyone nearby regardless of the circumstances, also known as the guy who’s formed an elaborate system of self-justifications to excuse his violent behaviours rather than attempt to curb his temper, consistently failing to take responsibility for his actions;

Envy, the only nice guy in the house, also known as the guy who thinks the world and everyone in it owes him something regardless of whether or not he’s done anything to deserve it, consistently failing to recognize that basic acts of human decency do not entitle him to the regard and attentions of others;

and Pride, the guy whose stories keep getting longer every time you hear them, also known as the guy who can’t stand not to be the centre of attention and who only starts conversations with others in the interests of talking about himself, consistently failing to take into account the fact that literally no one likes a person who feels compelled to engage everyone around them in constant games of self-congratulatory one-upmanship.

war: stands up at the pta meeting to remind everyone evolution is just a theory and shouldn’t be taught in science class

famine: invited you over for dinner but everything’s vegan and gluten-free

pestilence: didn’t vaccinate her fucking kids and now the whole neighborhood’s got measles