Stuff I Think Is Awesome type 1 diabetic for 13 y

re-watching the original trilogy is great because you really get a sense for how weird luke skywalker is, just how quickly he becomes that weird AND how quickly he commits to it. Like he's honestly pretty chill in a new hope, but the absolute INSTANT he figures out he can move shit with his mind he goes full send on the cryptic off-putting bullshit. Walking around in full black robes, speaking in riddles, aura farming and backflipping whenever physically possible. He's clearly annoyed when he first meets yoda in empire, but he dismisses that pretty quickly in favour of ALSO becoming an over-dramatic space wizard. The combination of his two teachers being yoda and obi-wan kenobi and him being the son of anakin and padme creates the single most intense and fundamentally kind force sensitive perfectly embodying the heart of the jedi order whilst also serving egregious amounts of cunt and being bizarre to be around. He would have THRIVED as a jedi master during the high republic. he would have been every padawan's favourite and every other master's worst nightmare

#the jedi aren't even TRYING to stonewall palpatine this time#this is just normal for jon antilles and nothing changed when he took on a padawan#palpatine keeps sending his agents after anakin and somehow they keep winding up dead#and worse: before they die they manage to leave behind yet another clue as to his entire plan#he has dooku send jango after them and they discover kamino and the clone army#palpatine sends dooku instead and they discover either sifo-dyas's fate or geonosis#palpatine finally goes himself and funnily enough the last planet they were seen on was malastare#but when he arrives the dugs tell him they're pretty sure the two jedi are dead and his rage creates a massive sinkhole#and what could be in that sinkhole you ask? it's a zillo beast with a metal chair!#jon and anakin were actually just off meditating for a few weeks nearby and come back when they feel a major shockwave in the force#neither of them are particularly pleased to have to make ANOTHER call to the council about a really weird mess that just happened

teeth are the horses of the body

what do I have to do to go to events where people are dressed nicely and there are plates of free cheese cubes

I experienced the periphery of a kind of fun, non-weapons / musical example of this as a teenager. I took a semester of guitar class in high school. Me and one specific other girl both really, really sucked at it. We tried our hardest in different ways, we scraped by passing grades, but not much else. This class was fun but it didn't teach us guitars so much as it taught us something about ourselves (namely the fact we couldn't play guitars). Notably, the teacher didn't seem to have his own office so his computer was just set up in the back of the music room this class took place in; the music room also had a piano, but that was typically covered by the time guitar class started. Now, my teacher was nebulously aware that I was "good with computers" and one day had a hand-written letter that apparently needed to be an e-mail, and for whatever reason he didn't want to type it up himself so he asked me to help him with it. He was trying to be helpful and read out the words slowly, one by one for me, to give me enough time to type them out for him. However, upon checking that I could read most of his handwriting just fine, I told him to simply set it down where I could see it because it would go much faster. He was absolutely flabbergasted that not only did it go faster, but that I could type up the whole letter without looking at the keyboard, and in a fraction of the time he could. It took me like a minute, I think? I just remember him having functionally ended the lesson part of the class early and giving us a generous open practice period for that day's class to make sure there was enough time for this task, and being surprised that I wouldn't need it. He thought this kind of fast touch-typing was something only trained secretaries or "court document people" could do and was stunned that a teenager achieved the same skill just from dicking around on the Internet in most of my free time. About a week(?) later, the piano happened to be uncovered by the time guitar class started. That other girl was joking around with our classmates before she sat down at the bench and started pounding out a song with no sheet music, no preparation, and seemingly no effort. Like, it turns out she'd been mastering piano for YEARS, and this guitar class was just her branching out and trying out new instruments for shits and giggles once she'd maxed out the piano lessons available to her. I have a very vivid and very vindicating memory of my guitar teacher looking between her, me, and my hands, and saying, "You know, this actually explains a lot." Because it turns out our hands are engaging in almost exactly the opposite muscles (or rather, muscle motions? kinetic operations? There's a word for this but I don't remember it) when they are "pressing (keys)" versus when they are "plucking (strings)". Most of the students in that class came in as blank slates, but that classmate and I both came in with our muscle memories over-developed in the "wrong" direction. Even though we both years of experience using our hands for small multimodal movements (theoretically ideal for starting a musical instrument), we still had to "unlearn" things which none of our other classmates needed to -- turning our preexisting expertise into another obstacle for our current goal.

As a culture we moved on too quickly from Lori Lemaris, Superman’s Ex-Girlfriend Who Is Also A Mermaid. Just as a concept, she’s a beautiful encapsulation of the levels of comic book bullshit (affectionate) that you stumble across in superhero stories. Mermaids are emphatically real and one of them was a legitimate love interest for Clark Kent for most of the 60s

I don’t need an entire movie about her, I just need the Superman 2025 sequel to have a bit where Lois goes “Hey I have an assignment in Atlantis you want to come along” and Clark says “Ahhh eesh I don’t know my ex lives there might be awkward” and Lois goes “Your fucking what”

Gomez and Morticia Addams got divorced. I woke up mortified and with a sense of inexplicable dread.

you literally don’t need any other plot and i would watch the movie

This. All of this.

Wednesday offers to help with split custody of Pugsley. her suggestion involved a big table saw

They fight over who gets to hire the expensive big-firm lawyer and who gets to hire the up-and-coming rookie divorce lawyer. It's a whole Thing.

The up and coming lawyer is Thing?

Fozzy getting hit on by lots of twinks

Happy Pride Month

Ten years later, this bit still slaps. They made a great pun and realized they could be nice/inclusive with it too.