Dump Bucket of Musings

oh my god it’s laika day everyone drop what you’re doing… we honour a little dog who was sent up into space 65 years ago today. she was found as a three year old stray mongrel wandering the streets of moscow. her ability to endure hardy conditions got her chosen as the candidate for a journey she was never meant to survive. she passed away seven hours after liftoff. I hope she died dreaming of chasing rabbits up in the stars I love u laika forever and ever

still thinking about the brainrot that fast fashion has caused in people, like i made this pair of pants that are black and white with a cool flowery design, and an acquaintance saw them and said "wow i'd pay like 20 dollars for you to make me a pair" and i could barely think with how utterly horrified i was at that; i told them that 20 dollars wouldn't even cover the materials, let alone the hours of work that went into cutting, sewing, ironing, hemming, altering, etc. they just had this look on their face when i told them that, when i said i wouldn't make them a pair for even 100 dollars because that was still way too low of an amount, a look that said "you're crazy for thinking that those cost 100 dollars" and maybe i am crazy but holy shit, 20 dollars for a pair of handmade, durable, lined pants fitted specifically to your measurements? 20 dollars for upwards of 60 hours of work? 20 dollars for several yards of high-quality fabric, thread, and buttons? 20 dollars???

#halloween-decorations-in-stores-in-august vibes (@carabas)

watching the x files i'm like fully aware that all of the paranormal shit is real and mulder is (almost)always right about it but sometimes a local sheriff will be like "so agent mulder who do you think did this murder?" and mulder will be like "it was ghosts that did this murder, sheriff" and i know he's right because we, as the audience, just saw a ghost do the murder but they all laugh at him and i get soooooooo embarrassed

Oh boy, oh boy, I wish I had an avenue for sharing this with my undergraduates. This is some GOOD information literacy shit.

The goodest good boy!

the worst is wanting to create and create and create but being trapped in a body that is so so so so tired

“how could you have forgotten that” i forget Everything. unless i remember