POINT: Medical dictation is the worst idea. It’s like somebody said “You know this thing that needs to be written down? How about we make it literally impossible to get it into the records by writing it down directly, and force you to do it in the form of a phone call to another person, who then writes it down for you? Why? Because f@#k people who don’t like phones, that’s why. Also, we’ll spend the next few decades telling you that you’re doing your phone calls wrong and you need to speak more clearly.”
COUNTER-POINT: In order to encourage clear and effective dictations, and apparently without any irony or self-awareness, my hospital has something called the Best Dictator Award. The doctor who does the best dictations each month gets a little plaque that says “BEST DICTATOR”. I have never in my life wanted anything as much as I want a “BEST DICTATOR” plaque for my office, and I will keep doing dictations with a smile on my face until I get one.
Photographic proof:
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Scars can come in handy. I have one myself above my left knee that is a perfect map of the London Underground.
OK, but why in the wizarding world would a map of the London Underground come in handy? The guy can teleport; he definitely doesn’t need this for transportation.
You heard it here first: Dumbledore plays Mornington Crescent.
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so the 30-year-old song “Africa” by Toto is now number one on itunes because some radio station convinced the whole population of new zealand to buy it simultaneously
I BLESS THE RAINS DOWN IN AFFRIIICAAA
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#cliches #anything that makes me laugh this much deserves a reblog #(don’t tell me you’ve never wondered what happened to Canada in an American dystopia story) #(okay it’s possible you haven’t) #(but I sure as hell have)
im putting together a couple of scottish folk mixes bc that’s what i do and im honestly curious if anyone in my country has ever been unequivocally happy about anything ever
The Welsh are late to the party, as usual, with our own rain-sodden entries:
* Wales is Very Green and the English Made Me Leave. Grass, Grass, Mountains.
* The English Are Stealing My Land
* The English Are Ruining the Valleys [Grass, Grass, Mountains]
* The English Drove out the Fey Folk [From the Valleys]
* The English Are Sending Me to Australia Because I Stole a Sheep
* Look at These Daffodils. The English Are Going to Build a Factory On Them
* Every Male in my Family for 300 Years Died in the Mines and Now So Will I. It’s Raining
* The English Have Stolen King Arthur
* Owain Glyndwr Would Never Have Let This Happen
And the following, very particular, Welsh specialities:
* [A Dylan Thomas Thing Set to Music]
* My Boyfriend Is the Prisoner of a Faerie Queen, It’s Raining, and she Gouged Out His Eyes for Looking at Me
* I Killed My Dog Because I Thought He Killed My Baby, But He Didn’t Kill My Baby, He Killed a Wolf to Stop the Wolf Killing My Baby, My Baby is Fine, My Dog is Dead, I Will Never Smile Again, and It’s Raining
* My Boyfriend Murdered Me and Made a Harp Out of My Hair [so I haunted the harp and told everyone]
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Qualia Fest is a music festival founded by philosopher Richard Brown where various bands composed of philosophers of mind and neuroscientists perform music about consciousness and qualia.
None of them can tell you what it sounds like, though.
I’m imagining a dark metal band screaming “FOR ALL WE KNOW, THIS SOUNDS LIKE MUSIC TO YOU!”
Discussions of philosophy of mind = orders of magnitude better than discussions of theory of mind.
(If I can claim to have theory of mind I pretty clearly have it, okay?)
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