Jack be nimble, Jack be quick

their (live!) young gestate for. wait for it. eight to eighteen (??) YEARS. can have up to 10 at a time. good grief.

longest lifespan of any vertebrate, up to five hundred years

toxic flesh

has giant eyes but is usually blind because of a weird little crustacean that's evolved to live on and eat their eyes. this doesn't seem to bother them much.

lives in deep cold water and has the lowest swim speed and tail-beat frequency for its size across all fish species. just generally lives life in extreme slow motion

largest genome of any shark

eats everything including moose and polar bears

transition

bdsm

ADHD medication

go outside for an hour and observe birds

Peter Pan edited by Anne Hiebert Alton (2011)

(sorry to interrupt joke post but) this is true!

Children not clapping did happen too, (and some were even expected to have hissed, which was later written into the 1928 playscript and 1911 novel). But my all time favourite anecdote about it is from Pauline Chase (who played Peter)'s intro to Peter Pan's Post Bag 1909:

Children love to clap their hands at the play because then they feel that they are really part of it, and you can see them holding their hands poised ready to seize an opportunity. Their great chance is when I ask them to clap their hands if they believe in fairies, and so save Tink's life. But they are very wrathful if any one claps who has the reputation of being a cynic, and once there was quite an uproar in the front row of the dress circle because of a girl who clapped. Those about her pulled down her arms angrily. "How dare you clap," they cried, "when you know you don't believe in fairies!" There was one dreadfully hard-hearted little boy who came to the theatre not to clap. That was his object for coming, and he came round "behind" to tell me so in the middle of the play. His teeth were firm set. "I won't clap," he said doggedly; "I'm not going to clap." And when the time came he didn't clap; above the clapping of all the others I could hear him shouting from a box, "Peter, I'm not clapping."

we're looking to create an AI policy, and when we were talking about this, my boss (older millennial) was genuinely shocked to hear that younger people do not (seem) to view AI positively (a la the recent commencement speakers being booed)

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It WAS an interesting class. I quite enjoyed it even if it was fuckoff early in the morning. About halfway through the semester the professor, who was an Old Theater Nerd and looked Exactly like you would an expect a 65 year old gay theater dude to look, announced with some relish that next class we would be watching Rocky Horror Picture Show, and that we could go 'All Out' for the occasion.

This meant nothing to me. I had somehow entirely avoided the cultural zeitgeist attached to RHPS. I knew it was a cult classic and that was literally all. I figured that he was a fan and knew some of the students were and that was all.

The class, incidentally, was filled with exactly the sort of theater/film nerds you would expect to enjoy a film class. They reacted with glee. Someone asked if they could come in costume. The professor said 'of course'. I shrugged this off. I'd worn an elf costume to watch Lord of the Rings in theaters after all.

I was Not Prepared for the next Wednesday morning. I shuffled in with my coffee, half awake, and opened the classroom door to twenty people in costume doing the Time Warp in the front of the room. The professor was wearing a glittery gold tuxedo jacket and top hat. He did have pants on, likely because he was in a Professional Environment. They were also glittery gold.

I stood there in my sweatpants with my coffee, still squinty eyed, and wondered if it was some sort of weird dream and I was about to wake up and have to get ready for class all over again.

"Come on!" One of my delighted classmates yelled. He was dressed like Meatloaf. "Get in the spirit!"

"What." I said, kind of blankly.

This is how they discovered I had no idea what the fuck was going on. "A VIRGIN!" At least three people crowed, even more delighted.

Anyway the rest of that class went Exactly how a midnight showing of Rocky Horror Picture Show would usually go. I sat in my usual place, absolutely baffled, trying to figure out how the fuck this was earning me college credits. I wandered into my literature class later still looking, apparently, like I'd been hit in the face with a very unexpected brick. My teacher, upon hearing what I'd experienced, laughed for a solid 30 seconds.