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The only modification I made to the pattern that's demonstrated is that I took the largest bottom layer, and added about an inch to its total length so that I would have a gap between both halves and could "close" it like you see above. I used a large pad of manila drawing paper, and just made my proportions as big as I could on the paper--I think I was somewhere near 24 inches on the longest side of the biggest piece, and the book is about 12 inches square.

It does hold objects well! Nothing big or bulky, but I usually have stickers, postcards, pressed flowers, envelopes and stamps in here; I emptied it mostly out because I'm thinking about bringing it to the hobbit larp in the fall. It is a bit delicate--it is just paper--but it's also really fun!

Because the pattern is modular, you could basically stop or continue at any stage--mine is five layers deep, but you could stop at three, or continue to ten, if you could find big enough paper.

Boris "professional idiot" Johnson wanted to build an island airport in the immediate area.

it's fucking visible

You weren't kidding they've been trying to get the masts off for 5 years and keep getting foiled because there's probably bombs leaking out of her

And for those people who have access to mobility devices but might benefit from a second chair they can abuse without risking expensive damage…

Erik Kondo has made a website, Open Source Innovations, that details plans for DIY wheelchairs. These wheelchairs can be made from common materials like wood, plastic, and pvc. They are lightweight and can be custom fit to the user allowing from the same degree of movement you would get from a custom chair. And they are durable and easily repairable. (he has been stress testing his latest design by dropping it down stairs, dropping it out of a car, launching it across a driveway, and throwing it off a deck). Its 12lbs and I think he said its was in the $200 ish range for parts.

in finnish, the '@' symbol is sometimes referred to as 'kissanhnta' [cat's tail] or 'miau', 'miau merkki' [meow marks]. in the pokemon universe, i thought it might be cute if the '@' symbol were called 'the mew' or 'mew symbol'

regional dialects make it difficult to share 'mewsernames'!

in swedish, the @ symbol is called 'trunk a' [elephants trunk]

Idk if it’s common knowledge how a nuclear energy is generated. But on the assumption it’s not, I had to learn a little in Environmental science A levels.

I shit you not, they are harnessing the power of splitting the fucking atom just to boil some water. It’s just a high tech kettle. When you boil your kettle you are doing the same thing these people are using Uranium for.

All these crazy energy generation methods and almost all of them revolve around boiling water to turn a turbine.

Earth is not just a Terrestrial World; it’s an Exotic Terrestrial: a Water World.

Water is weird, ok? Everything else that’s anywhere close to its molecular weight is very much vaporous gas at similar conditions to water’s triple point. It’s weirdly easy to make carry an electrical charge (we call it an acid or a base when it’s doing this). It’s polarized as fuck, so it’s squirrely, infiltrating all kinds of stuff you normally think of as being solid, like metal and stone.

Water bonds to itself really well, so the transition from liquid or solid to gas, and back, involves a really profound change in volume.

The Water Cycle, whereby Water goes from solid to liquid to gas in all kinda directions, runs a lot of our geologic and mineral cycles, like the nitrogen and carbon and silicone ones. Plate tectonics is partially enabled by lubrication from the ocean infiltrating the earth’s crust.

It kinda… makes sense? That we’d have Water-based technology? As inhabitants of a Water World? From a world-building standpoint I mean.

We hacked one of the driving forces of our world, and use that power to run our civilization.

Bob Ross was a master artist.

Because his chosen art was never painting. It was using a fairly minimalist TV program to convey the act of painting, the feeling of painting. Including the quiet, meditative, calming aspect of art, as represented by his distinctively soothing narration, and the joy of seeing something on the canvas that looks genuinely cool, and the fact that, yeah—you can do this too.

(You can, by the way. Follow along with a Bob Ross demonstration of painting of a mountain, and you'll more or less get a mountain. Not one that looks exactly like his, probably one that looks kind of rough the first time, but as you listen, as he explains why this side of the mountain needs to be blue and why you use the edge of the knife rather than brush strokes, you're pretty much guaranteed to start shaping things that look like mountains. Or forests, or lakes.)

Like - putting aside the question of whether the amount of fanfiction a piece of media receives is an accurate reflection its cultural impact (I abide by the fanfiction moss analogy, sometimes good media just does not beget transformative work), looking at AO3 for numbers just feels disingenuous. AO3 was operating in 2009 but in my memory it wasn’t really in vogue during the time that Avatar 2009 was in theatres. If you’re looking for fanfic based on media from the 2000s, I find that Fanfiction-dot-net is the better website to look at; Castle 2009 only has 4,808 fics on AO3 at the time of writing, but it has over 23,600 fics on Fanfiction-dot-net. It’s not that Castle 2009 had no cultural impact, it’s just that AO3 wasn’t the website being used when that show was in the zeitgeist to capture that cultural impact.

Kandy G. Lopez R ² - Roscoe and Reggie 2024 Yarn and acrylic paint on hook mesh

Interviewer: So, how are your core competencies?

Candidate: Bad. I have at least once slipped up.

The interviewer's eyebrows raise, and he marks something down on his clipboard.

Interviewer: Are you aware that this job requires being on your feet for several hours a day?

Candidate: No.

Interviewer: Please state the weight of clothing that you would be unable to wear, for the duration of a 12 hour shift.

Candidate: I couldn't handle 50 pounds.

Interviewer: Oh no, no, I can set your mind at ease. We're well funded. The helmets are a little bulky, but the shirt is chain. The whole ensemble is maybe, oh, 15 pounds. Nobody ever attacks, anyway.

Candidate: That's a shame.

The interviewer gives the candidate a strange look. Then he lets out a brief aspiration, nods quietly, and returns to the clipboard.

Interviewer: Work well on a team of two?

Candidate: I have fewer than ten years of experience of doing so.

Interviewer: And what were you doing before this?

Candidate: I wasn't one of two henchmen for a warlord, one of whom was tall and skinny and the other short and fat, that's for sure.

The interviewer studies the candidate's physique for a moment, trying to determine from a seated position whether this neither-skinny-nor-fat guy is tall.

Candidate: I was the fat one.

Interviewer: You understand that you'd have to rein in the repartee for this role, yes?

Candidate: I refuse to do this.

Interviewer: Can you be a little clearer?

Candidate: I will speak out of turn.

Interviewer: Perfect. Really all I needed. Well, seems like the serum is working great, no signs of allergy, so as far as I'm concerned, you can start today. Any questions for me?

The candidate shifts in his seat, and clears his throat.

Candidate: What if they ask me if there's a God?

The interview frowns at his clipboard. He hasn't been interviewing for this role for very long, and his predecessor didn't leave very good notes. He clears his throat.

Candidate: What if they ask me what the other guy wouldn't say, if they asked him the meaning of life? Or if they ask me if they should get married to each other, if it's a couple?

The interviewer interjects, still rifling through his notes.

Interviewer: We almost never get couples.

Candidate: What if they ask me whether good or evil is greater on balance, or whether there is greater beauty in the sunset or sunrise, or how best to live?

Interviewer: Oh come on. That last one's easy. Just tell them to drink cyanide every morning, or to burn down their own house every night.

Candidate: The gap between is and ought is so easily crossed.

Interviewer: Oh, I don't know. Just tell them you know the answer.

As he says this, the interviewer finds the place in his notes that says that this role must not demur in such a way.

Interviewer: Scratch that. Come on, man. They won't ask any of that. They'll ask about the doors. They know you're not, like, an oracle.

Candidate: I didn't go to oracle school.

The interviewer and candidate exchange a look, as if to say to each other, well of course you're here, then, applying for this might as well be minimum wage role in the middle of nowhere, because both know the job prospects for a typical graduate of oracle school.

Interviewer: Oh, actually, it's right here. The first time a question is off topic, you're supposed to be silent. The second time a booming voice will warn them to stay on topic. The third time you still aren't supposed to answer, but it counts as their question and they have to guess with no information.

Candidate: Great. Sorry for the trouble.

Interviewer: Oh come on, don't be like that. Do you want the job or not?

Candidate: No.

They shake hands, and the candidate reports to his post that very day. A band of adventurers arrives not long after.

“i think [celebrity] is secretly a Klingklang” better, still a conspiracy but paying dues to undervalued objectmon