Rainy's Random Stuff

post phallo/split thickness graft trans man saying "that surgery fucking cost me an arm and a leg"

that is the face of a man worried he will be next

Good news, he was not next! In fact, she accepted him as her mate, he learned the crane mating dance and now every year, he artificially inseminates her with crane semen to expand the very endangered crane population. True story.

Sorry, he WHAT? Imagine being this man's boss and having to sit him down like. Listen. Brian. We need you to fuck the bird. You have to act like you're excited about it.

crane husband.....

this is the diametric opposite of all those awful swan wife stories and i love it.

Not only is he 'married' to walnut, this has apparently happened SEVERAL times, so he has MULTIPLE crane wives, none of which know about any of his other crane wives. This man is, for some unknown reason, irresistible to cranes

the “this content has been removed for violating Tumblr’s Community Guidelines” notice really adds a lot of flavor to this post and somehow makes it MORE obscene than whatever that actually was

World Heritage Post

I regret being the bearer of bad news, but I thought it should be shared that Walnut passed away in January of this year (2024). There's a lot of mixed info about the lifespan of cranes (due to people misunderstanding what a median is...) but the average for most species I know of is 20-30 years (in the wild if nothing eats them/they don't die young), and 30-45 in captivity, with the oldest known white-naped crane having loved to be 46. Given that she was 42, this old gal did good, and I'm certain she will be missed by folks here.

Fly on forever Walnut Crane-Crowe

my mum asked me "when you have 20/20 vision what's that 20 of" and I got to be like "actually those numbers are meaningless!" which is always fun

it means that from 20 feet away you can see what a person with "normal vision" can see from 20 feet away. in metric it's 6/6 which means from 6 metres away you can see what a person with "normal vision" can see from 6 metres away. 20/40 means from 20 feet away you can only see what a typical person can see from 40 feet away. why don't we reduce the fractions?? 20/40 could just as easily be 1/2. you have 50% vision. you can see half. half of what? yes

I GUESS we don't reduce the fractions because if you're 1 foot/metre away you're into presbyopia territory which complicates what's supposed to be a measure of refractive vision but you could say 1/1 and it's 1 decametre which is a unit we should use more often anyway

I guess that doesn't make the numbers "meaningless" but what I mean by that is they're just a reference to a standard we made up. 20/20 isn't "perfect" vision, there are people who have 20/10 or even better. so it's not a quantifiable measure of what you can see it's literally just "how much of normal eyes are you" and this is a pet peeve of mine for reasons I'm sure are not at all related to that autism diagnosis people keep saying I should pursue

Babe, you okay? you reblogged “and we were nice to each other” like 12 times again

Watching my toddler figure out how to language is fascinating. Yesterday we were stumped when he kept insisting there was a “Lego winner” behind his bookshelf - it turned out to be a little Lego trophy cup. Not knowing the word for “trophy”, he’d extrapolated a word for “thing you can win”. And then, just now, he held up his empty milk container and said, “Mummy? It’s not rubbish. It’s allowed to be a bottle.” - meaning, effectively, “I want this. Don’t throw it away.” But to an adult ear, there’s something quite lovely about “it’s allowed to be a bottle,” as if we’re acknowledging that the object is entitled to keep its title even in the absence of the original function.

Another good post to read for those writing small human characters. 

My son was about three when he came to me in the middle of the day and said, “Mommy, there’s a knight behind the bush.” I thought he meant a toy knight or something. So I follow him outside and he goes, “Listen. Do you hear it? It’s night behind the bush.” It was a cricket. A cricket was standing in the little patch of shade under the bush, chirping. So, my son saw this dark area with accompanying nighttime sounds and decided, okay, well, that is a night right there. Their brains are incredible.

My little bean knows she’s two, constantly saying proudly ‘I’m two!’ And the other day she saw this very frail old lady who looked one foot in the grave, pulled a face and said ‘oh shiiiit. She’s three.’ I almost screamed.

OH SHIT SHE’S THREE

the two year old bean is now 11, that’s how long this post has been going around, and I STILL bust out laughing like a maniac whenever I read ‘oh shiiiit. She’s three.’

Yeah, I’m not ready for foz’s kid to be a teen….

the menstrual cup and menstrual scepter

this is going around again and the tags are full of people talking about printing it out to put in their breakroom or cubicle or sending it to their coworkers, which fills me with great joy. vast diversity of professions represented also. zoos. labs. summer camps. restaurants. garden centers. libraries. schools. many reports from the brave warriors of assorted retail. a truth universally acknowledged: if there is a sign a customer will not read it <3 and they don't read emails either <3