silt and sand

hbo max blocks screenshots even when I use the snipping tool AND firefox AND ublock which is a fucking first. i will never understand streaming services blocking the ability to take screenshots thats literally free advertising for your show right there. HOW THE HELL IS SOMEBODY GONNA PIRATE YOUR SHOW THROUGH SCREENSHOTS. JACKASS

somewhere out there is a guy who meticulously takes screenshots of every individual frame of his favorite tv shows and then painstakingly etches each one onto a roll of film which he puts into his old timey projector and recreates the footage as a silent film with his own lavishly hand-lettered dialogue cards and original score that he plays on his upright piano and charges audiences one shiny penny a play. at last, big media has finally outsmarted ol' Zachary Zoetrope

This also fixes screen sharing to other screens. It has been GODSEND

ol' Zachary Zoetrope is back in business!

i do honestly love carson as a character because he's such a well-written despicable human being who manages to be both terrifyingly competent and charismatic yet utterly swagless. genuinely one of the most entertaining things about season 3 is that at any time while people are getting forced into missile silos and starting a worker's revolution after being told to cut their own throats to keep the power grid up and flaying themselves and their parents open at the dinner table to expose their childhood trauma you just know that the used car salesman in charge of the country is out there running people over in his cybertruck while crossfaded off the oxy that targets your ability to feel emotions.

The Steinbeck quote is important and true, but also I wonder if the peach trees that were destroyed were on a water table that could support them in the first place. I want to know what's happening to the orchard land now.

Note that to replace every car in the US with an EV, we would still need twice as much Lithium as has just been discovered, and that would require us to effectively mine the entire state of Maine to recover it all. EVs are not sustainable, public transport is the only way forward

They don't care about the horrific environmental impacts mining the Appalachians will have, all they care about is maintaining a status quo that will kill us all

100%, I am from Kentucky and like yeah, Coal has left this place in ruins socially and environmentally, what I am trying to say is that I don't want it to be repeated

This is your regularly scheduled reminder that "Life finds a way" is about the dinosaurs becoming transgender

Spending years toiling at wizard school in the notoriously elitist necromancy department, barely scraping by for several years before they begrudgingly give me my necromancer degree, all so that I can go sit on the beach and revive ediacaran fossils on the beach and look at the creatures.

Spending years infuriated at wizard school in the notoriously lax druidry department, getting no grant money and having to practically teach myself for my dissertation before they remember to give me my druid degree, all so that I can go sit on the beach with you and ensure that the ediacaran fossils on the beach you revive are able to fulfill their dietary needs and won't destabilize the supernatural ecosystem.

Spending years confused at wizard school in the notoriously bureaucratic department of non-Euclidean geometry, constantly feeling lost and disoriented before I finally submit everything I need for my Geometer’s degree, all so that I can seal the two of you away in a spacetime loop and give you eternity and a day with your Edicarian Necromancy.

So last month I got hit by a car and died right. Which I didn't initially realize until I watched some guy haul my body into his pickup and drive off. Which, being that it's deep in rural Michigan, I assume means my body will make some venison jerky and maybe some wall decoration, and I'll be resigned to being one of hundreds of deer ghosts floating around Saginaw, which is w/e. But then I find out the guy works at a taxidermy shop or something, and he's actually pretty good at stuffing and mounting deer carcasses, which I come to find out when I find myself face to face with my old body in the shop window. So naturally, I figure since ghosts need to possess something to interact with the living world and etc etc etc the most logical thing to do is to possess my own body, since it's basically a statue of myself. And a little surprisingly, it actually fits like a glove. Like, since it's my body, it feels like stepping right back into place. So I get out of town and back to my herd, eventually. And that's where the trouble starts coming into it, because after I get settled again, I don't know how to explain to everyone else what feels so weird. Like since I can move my body and do everything I used to do, it's functionally the same, like nothing happened. Or it SHOULD be, so I don't know how to explain how it's NOT. But it's just hard to explain it to someone who's never been hit by a truck I guess