when i was getting trained as a welder the guys started playing sneaky grabass with each other and with me. i almost hit a few people while holding dangerous tools in my hand because they wouldn’t stop grabbing me from behind, then laughing that i ‘almost’ hit them, so i finally had to go to the instructor and say, look, i’ve had years and years of self defense training due the fact i’m a very small weirdo who is in legitimate danger of getting hatecrimed and at some point one of these guys is going to goose me again and im going to bury a wrench in his eye. get them to stop grabbing me, because i don’t want to get kicked out for hitting people.

the next day i ended up punching someone in the face with a doughnut in my fist because she thought i was being a big fucking buzzkill who tattled to teacher about a harmless game, and, guess what, grabbed my butt. i got icing all over her hair. she complained to teacher...who let everyone know that this was why they weren’t supposed to be playing grabass in the fucking shop.

anyway don’t fucking sneak up on twitchy little queers with hypervigilance, it fucking sucks and you’re lucky if you get a doughnut to a face instead of a hammer.

given that this was a welding class, I was expecting this to end up so much worse

Something that I first applied to working with children, and have applied in a limited form to working with adults: you don't need to tell someone when they read your instructions wrong. Sometimes it's enough to point out what they did right and then whatever they didn't do? You ask them to do it in more precise words, and you make it sound like it's a new request. Remarkable how fast things get done this way.

This is also a habit I built up from emergency response training. If I say "I need you to bring me a first aid kit and an accident report" and you bring me just a first aid kit, it's so much more efficient to say "thanks now can you bring me an accident report" than "I asked you to bring an accident report why didn't you bring me one".

Once you've internalized "a person bleeding out is one of the worst times to start an argument" you start to wonder what other tasks could get accomplished without arguing

A collection of all the wizards I’ve drawn over the past year or so! Some of them used to have gray backgrounds, but now they’re all nice and colorful 🧙‍♂️✨

How to sew a front-bead endband! ✨

And you’re done 🙌

This is pretty much the process every time you pick up a needle and thread, honestly.

Susan Kare, the Artist who designed many of the fonts, icons, and images for Apple, NeXT, Microsoft, and IBM, 1980′s

#oh is it time to repost this susan kare photo again

reblog to give the person you reblogged this from a fucking break

This is a documented thing! It occurs most often with hearts but can happen with any transplanted organ. It's called 'cellular memory' and I wrote a whole paper on it during my freshman year of uni. It's also why some transplant recipients experience new preferences, thoughts, and sometimes behaviors their donor was known to have. Like favourite foods or drinks, subtle changes in personality (like becoming a bit more daring, etc), and more. It's usually temporary as the organ adjusts to its new person's preferences, experiences, habits, etc. It's fascinating and awesome and I would love to study it in-depth someday.

Falling Star, 1884 by Witold Pruszkowski (Polish, 1846–1896)

Sound on if you guys wanna know what a little King Vulture sounds like 👀

creachur… 🥺

btw if anyone wants to know what she looks like now. she’s one :)

She has the most beautiful, softest eyes I have ever seen.

Missouri Preservation posted this architectural feature they found in an historic building in the Lemp Neighborhood in St. Louis.

Note that there's a fairly new piece of plywood blocking something.

Oh, wow. Jump back! That is creepy.

god's strongest soldiers are my mutuals who put up with me when I let the brainrot take over and start posting like I got possessed about something they haven't even heard of yet

Thank you for those who stayed

new bird. who dis.

ALT

(yes I have noticed he has a very gnarly booger in his left nostril, we are working on it with warm water showers)

Behold, the majority winner of the popular vote: Cheese

ALT

Some Cheese facts:

• He's about eight years old
• He is very fat
• He is a great flyer
• He is very gentle (until pushed to his Limit)
• He is the most silent parrot I've ever met
• He seems not to know what stepping up is
• No fear at all though
• If he ends up landing on you by accident he will just sit there for lack of better ideas

Some Cheese ~Updates~

Last night Enyo discovered that Cheese was being allowed to sleep in HIS cage in HIS (my) bedroom, and immediately went back inside his cage and refused to come out peacefully. So we had to somewhat end quarantine and keep Cheese in the travel cage on the other side of the room.

After a combination of a smaller, simpler cage, Enyo's presence, and a fourth night in our house, Cheese woke up behaving like a remarkably normal cockatiel.

He's singing! He's eating! He's playing with toys!

Today he's going in for minor surgery to remove the rhinolith in his nose (basically an ossified booger). Wish him luck!

They have barely been introduced and Enyo is pining for Cheese. Buddy I'm sorry you can't interact until Cheese recovers from his upcoming surgery