Once I had a dream where I flew to an unspecified part of the USA for a day trip, and one of the methods of identifying it as America was that the highway was racially segregated
I thought about something nice to post earlier but i forgog
Luin ton uutisen ja siellä kokoajan puhuttiin jotain et "Mutta tämä ratkaisu ei nyt ollutkaan oikea", siis mihin ratkaisu, mitä tää edes yrittää ratkaista??
Tai siis siinä jutussa kerran mainittiin et arkkitehdillä oli visio et ne välitilat minkä läpi käveltäis olis ryhmätöille nii läpi kävely ei haittais mut käytävät kirjaimellisesti ajaa samaa virkaa??? Ja vielä paremmin????
Siis ylipäätään aivan järjetön idea, ihan kun kenellekään sitä enää tarvis sanoa.
Kontekstina alkuperäinen uutinen, joka toimii ihan jo itsessään meeminä:
I woke up with a cold the next day
To me, one of the core finland experiences is walking a long ass distance in the dead of night in freezing temperatures, on a quest to find the nearest bus stop that actually runs this late.
Just did that (still like 40 minutes away from home, but in the relatively warm bus now (bus also an integral part of the experience)) and I haven't felt more finnish in a while.
I climbed a tree today.
The trunk of the tree was almost horizontal, so it was hardly climbing. More like just carefully walking up the trunk. It was still scarier than a lot of other tree climbs I have done, since it was snowy and quite slippery.
I still got some decent height out of that tree, as the splitting tree trunk formed some sort of staircase upwards. A really slippy staircase but a staircase none the less.
At a height of a whole 2,5 meters, the view was really nothing of note. I was in the middle of a town centre of sorts, so the view was exactly as grand as on the ground, except I had a bunch of branches in my hair.
like a 5,5/10, It was fun enough but I wouldn't want to spend time up there.
Like as much as the guy annoys me otherwise, I gotta say Neil DeGrasse Tyson's analogy of the golf player sums it up really well.
There's something about atheism that I've repeatedly tried and failed to put into words on several posts on this blog but I think I finally got it.
Atheists are the only religious minority who, even (or sometimes even *especially*) in ostensibly progressive spaces are not allowed to ever act like they're sure of their beliefs.
Whenever I look at brazil on a world map I cannot unsee it as a fart pillow with uruguay being the opening.
9. en minäkään erottanut harjaa kammasta kun ehkä 17 vuotiaana
10. Kuka vieläkään erottaa noi eri sitrushedelmät toisistaan?
11. luulin että tossa tarkotettiin 80-lukua
Seuraavaksi Helsingissä opettavan opettajan valitusta typerästä lehtijutusta.
1. No voi voi
2. Oppilaat puhuu keskenään! Se on hyvä! Kun mä olin alakoulussa 1990-luvulla niin ei tasan puhuttu eri kotikieliä puhuvien tyyppien kanssa. (Mä puhuin ja sainkin parhaat kaverit silleen.)
3. Stadin slangi on syntynyt ihan samalla tavalla ja nykyään sitä kyllä arvostetaan. Pitääkö vaan olla vanha kielimuoto että saa olla olemassa?
4. Voi vittujen kevät nyt. Kauheen keskeisiä sanoja on tähän valittu! [sarkasmi]
5. Ei munkaan oppilaat varmaan tiedä kasarin ja padan eroa MUTTA
6. Mun oppilaat osaa sanoa "mulle tuli kurja mieli tosta mitä sä teit", ja sellaista ei TASAN osattu esim kymmenen vuotta sitten
7. Tässäkin jutussa taas sit syytetään sitä kun vanhemmat ei lue lapsilleen ja siksi on nykynuoriso pilalla. Voisko olla niin että ei oo kuulkaa ennenkään kaikki lukenu lapsilleen, ei ne suomenkielisetkään vanhemmat. Mut nyt on hyvä tehdä juttu siitä miten vieraskielisyys tuhoaa Kauniin Suomen Kielemme
8. Nih
An actual live photograph of my teeth btw
"stress" by yoan capote - made of bronze and concrete
Move to the Ivory Coast, start a cocoa farmers' union, help them fight for better workers' rights and better pay. This raises the price of your chocolate cereals, making them harder to get.
For an increased effect, repeat in Ghana.
Hey does anyone have suggestions on how do I make myself stop eating my own weight's worth of chocolate cereal every single day. Entertaining both good and bad ideas. Not having it in the house is not an option. Rendering the cereal inedible or unpalatable in any way is not an option.
Imagine a world where, if you deadname someone, you legally have to change your own name to that name.
Possibly a better world than our own...
A while back my pharmacist saw my deadname on my profile and accidentially called it out, he corrected and deleted my deadname from the system so only my preferred name shows up now. There was a crowd of people behind me, so as he hands over the pills he apologized, in equal tone and volume as when he called my deadname and lied saying it's been a long day and he didn't mean to call out -his own- name. I quietly told him it was fine and he didn't need to do that for my sake.
His response: "No, it's my name now."
I went to the pharmacist yesterday, his nametag is my deadname. He informed me he's immigrating and in the process he's changed his first name to my deadname to have an English sounding name. That's why he's now able to get a reprint of his nametag to be my deadname. And repeated, with the intense seriousness of someone who is going to die on this hill: "It's mine now. Not yours. I'm taking." His tone indicated that decision is final.
Bro literally deadnamed me once, and has committed to flat out stealing my deadname. It's his now. Legally. Officially. I over heard his co-workers call him by the name.