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spock cannot lose to a BOY

GUYS COME ON

Do you guys think once eridians learn what humans look like grace essentially becomes their blueprint for like. Their equivalent of little green men with big black eyes. Like he becomes the stereotypical "alien" form. And like. They make little toys that look like him. There's kids with alien themed birthday parties where the erid-equivalent of balloons are like a shitty shape of grace. Every human in every eridian scifi novel wears glasses because they just assumed they all have those. Like. I love grace as a beloved teacher and scientist and savior of worlds with his face on statues and monuments but like. What if his face was on shitty tourist traps too.

the existence of uncanny valley would suggest there is also a canny mountain

just misread "comparing apples to oranges" as "comparing alphas to omegas" I think I should go and stand on the side of the road with my thumb out and hitchhike to a field in the middle of nowhere and lie down in it and close my eyes and maybe cry a single tear

I explained the concept of "blorbo from my shows" to my 71 year old immigrant grandfather because I referenced it in passing and I thought nothing of it, until today when he said "I think I'll watch peaky blinders tonight and see my blorbo from my shows" referring, of course, to Cillian Murphy playing Tommy Shelby

English isn't his first language so he's not super in touch with modern slang, so I've been accidentally teaching him to talk like a tumblr user. His favorite thing to say lately is "me when I'm a little hater" when he's like talking shit about the neighbor's son

i’ll say it til the cows come home but as undeniably strange as the star wars prequels are, george lucas’ direction with anakin was downright fucking inspired. people were waiting for whatever badass backstory lucas was sure to give them, awaiting a naturally intimidating actor with rogueish charm to be cast, waiting for this masterpiece of badass villainy or whatever, and george lucas is like no, no, i’ve got you. and then he finds the one man on the planet who looked babier than baby mark hamill and says, “his main personality trait will be being weird and awkward, secondary personality trait loving his wife, tertiary personality trait being incredibly good at murder, and all of these traits will do battle on the silver screen for three movies until they all win in possibly the worst way.” that fucking rules. george lucas could’ve done anything with darth vader and he willingly, enthusiastically chose mentally unstable college student who is somehow married but his only friend is his kind-of dad. that fucking rules, top down, that’s fucking exquisite. if you don’t think that premise is inherently entertaining you’ve got no taste

some hyper famous artists like Van Gogh transcend overratedness and become underrated because they're so normalized. Like I'll look at a van Gogh and I'm like wait this really is amazing you guys don't get it

Shakespeare is like this