Today on ‘Alison Is A Fucking Idiot’:

sinesalvatorem:

sinesalvatorem:

Underwear: Did I pack it?

Like all headlines ending in question marks, the answer is no.

*head desk* *head desk* *head desk*

But wait: There’s more!

I forgot my thrice-damned chargers. Both phone and laptop. If I can’t borrow one tomorrow, I’ll be offline until Friday evening.

*head desk* *head desk* *head desk*

*wordless sympathetic noises*

I’ve been compiling a pre-made general-purpose packing list on my laptop, listing things I’d want to pack for any trip. (I may add sub-sections for different types/seasons of trip, haven’t decided yet.) Maybe you could do something similar to prepare for next time.

(I also keep my phone charger in the same pouch where I keep my phone, thus ensuring it is very difficult to bring my phone and not bring my charger, but that advice might be harder to generalise.)


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#Brin owns *two* 2010’s computers now #reply via reblog #(the following category tag was added retroactively:) #101 Uses for Infrastructureless Computers


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sinesalvatorem:

If I wrestled a black bear to protect a moose sanctuary while drinking maple syrup from a bottle made of recycled plastic, maybe then Canada would think I was patriotic enough that they’d let me stay.

Me talkin aboot patriotism, eh.

*Also there should be a Zamboni involved.

(A person I once knew said to me after we watched a Zamboni doing its rounds “You’ve watched a Zamboni clean a rink! Now you’re a real Canadian!”)


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#anything that makes me laugh this much deserves a reblog #reply via reblog #our home and cherished land

brin-bellway asked: Yeah, I was going to say “turtlenecks”, but then you were complaining about lack of AC, so I figured turtlenecks would be a bad idea. Maybe when you’re in a colder part of space-time.

ilzolende:

Are turtlenecks not girls’ clothes? I thought they were girls’ clothes…

In theory, my brother and I each own a few turtlenecks.

In practice, we frequently have trouble figuring out which turtlenecks are whose when sorting laundry, and it is likely that at least one of our turtlenecks is currently hanging in the closet of a different person than the one it was bought for.

(My brother and I have also shared polo shirts, but he refused to wear some of mine because they were too pastel. If he thought turtlenecks were feminine-coded, he wouldn’t wear them. I don’t have enough information to say for sure if his opinion is a common one, but for what it’s worth.)

We buy most of our clothing, and pretty much all of our interchangeable clothing, from Lands’ End. You might want to check them out. (Try looking in the kids’ section; we wear the largest kids’ size. Looking at the website, apparently the gendering works like this: “girls”, “boys”, and an at-least-somewhat-hidden “kids” category whose members appear in both sections. I haven’t poked around enough to determine if there’s a way to browse the androgynous section specifically.)


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#reply via reblog #clothing

ozymandias271:

meaninglessmonicker:

funereal-disease:

earlgraytay:

How does one explain how important a special interest is to neurotypicals?

Fuck if I know, but I’ll signal boost in the hope that maybe someone else does.

An attempt: Imagine if the only thing people around you were genuinely interested in was the shade of white wallpaper. You’d learn to think about wallpaper in a complex way, hold down cobversations about eggshell versus alabaster, but ultimately, in your own time, you won’t spend a huge amount of time researching wallpaper, you’ll be learning about physics or celebrity gossip or whatever tickles your fancy, even though there’s been a hundred thousand times more ink spilled over wallpaper than anything else.And people will look at you funny for your obsession with non-wallpaper, but you’d just shrug and say “it’s what I’m into.”
And whenever the conversation shifted to a topic you knew something about, you’d go on and on about it, and the people you’re talking to might humor you or ignore you but ultimately they’d just want to get back to wallpaper.
Now imagine non-wallpaper is star wars or trains or whatever

it’s like falling in love with something that isn’t a person. 

The nice thing about the falling-in-love comparison is that it also works the other direction, should you ever be attempting to explain limerence to an autistic aromantic.

(This is a large part of why, as an autistic aromantic, I’m not really worried about missing out on the experience of limerence.)


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#autism #aromanticism

sinesalvatorem:

It’s really cloudy tonight so, while the clouds had a reddish tint, I didn’t see the moon :(

*nod* Fucking clouds.

The worst part is, in my case it might not have just been the clouds. When I finally got a glimpse of the moon at 12:20, about ten minutes before the last of the shadow left, I found it was much higher in the sky than I expected it to be. Specifically, it was high enough that the angle I had been using to check the sky out my window that evening would not have seen it. How long was it up that high? How long?

Fucking clouds. Fucking irregular-relative-to-day/night-cycle moonrises. Fucking sleep schedules.

(Also, I like that “tiny adventure club” tag you used. Looks like the space-less version (”tinyadventureclub”) is more active, though.)


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#reply via reblog #commiseration #how come nobody ever took me out meteor-watching when I was a kid and went to bed at 2 – 3 AM #now it’s too late #(in multiple senses of ‘too late’) #lunar eclipse

sinesalvatorem:

maddeningscientist:

sinesalvatorem:

+I avoid cameras like the plague because Teh Dysphorias. <br>+Unfortunately, so many things involve people wanting pictures of you and I want to be like “Ah! No! Stay back! *hiss*”, but this isn’t always a viable response. <p>+So, maybe I should just take a lot of pictures all at once and sort them by awfulness? Until I find one that doesn’t make me want to crawl in a hole and die? <br>+I mean, with enough attempts, I’d probably end up with something that doesn’t make me feel soul-crushingly dysphoric, but IDK if I’d survive the process. <br>+IDK what do <p>+Is there a manual on how to photo while trans? <br>+(If there is such a manual, I bet ozymandias271 knows where to find it.)
+Was this covered in The Gay Agenda?
+I didn’t do the recommended reading and now I’m going to fail the course :(

Your formatting messed up so this is kind of hard to read, but, yeah, that’s basically what I do.  In addition to “take like 20 of them and pick the best ones” other tips include:

-natural light!  the sun makes everything prettier!  IME standing by a window without lights on in the room tends to look best, (i.e. this and this versus this)

-find good angles.  putting the camera square in front of my face doesn’t usually work out as well as holding it slightly to the side + above/below

-um… shave?

that’s about all i’ve got.  maybe is helpful?  

Wow. I just reblogged someone supporting the format. I guess there’s disagreement.

Anyway, thanks for the tips!

Personally, I’m fine with the pluses, but the raw HTML tags are annoying. I suspect that’s what Jade was getting at too.


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sinesalvatorem:

tkingfisher:

crystalsoulslayer:

inrealityadream:

Who the fuck names horses

No horse in these races can have the same name as any other horse that has ever entered in the history of horseracing. They had appropriate ones at first. Then, slowly, like profiles on the Gaia forums, all the good user IDs URLs horse names got taken. Currently, they’re being named by rich old white guys. If our generation ever starts participating in this, I anticipate solemn-faced announcers on ESPN498 speculating on the Vegas odds for x_FURY-666-WRATH_x.

I look forward to TheRealDrizztDo’Urden69 taking the Triple Crown.

Not necessarily. If you’re creative enough, you can invent a euphoninic name that no one has ever used before.

Or, if you aren’t, you can just make a computer do it for you like ilzolende did.

I look forward to Ilzolende taking the Triple Crown.


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straighttohelvetica:

Easily the most horrifying line of dialogue I’ve ever heard in an animated movie.

 

castielsunderpants:

NO BUT THIS WAS SUCH A GOOD GODDAMN MOVIE LIKE THE MUSIC IS FUN AND SUPERB THE CHARACTERS WERE REAL PEOPLE EVEN THE ANTAGONISTS THE WOMEN WERE GREAT IT WAS ALL GREAT. IT DOESNT MATTER IF YOURE JEWISH, CHRISTIAN, MUSLIM, ATHEIST, WHATEVER ELSE IT DOESNT MATTER ITS SUCH A GOOD MOVIE AND ITS LITERALLY ONLY 90 MINUTES OF YOUR DAY AND EXPERIENCE THIS HERE JUST CLICK IT LITERALLY IT WILL OPEN IN A NEW TAB GO WATCH. 

 

fifty-shadesofgay:

also can we point out that none of the characters were white? like damn accurate depictions of Biblical characters

 

riskpig:

I reblog every time Prince of Egypt comes up because holy fuck this movie is so good.

 

theparadoxymoron:

first movie i ever saw in theaters

 

comparativelysuperlative:

First movie I ever saw in theaters too! That’s probably not coincidence!

But, like, this line is part of why I grew up thinking utilitarians are monsters. And I mean that in the “check under the bed” sense—there are people who will do literally anything (depending on the circumstances) and not care if the Bible says it’s evil! And they might be coming for you!

And now of course I’m a utilitarian, and so are a lot of the people I think of as doing the most good. Turns out that genocide against a bunch of babies? Not actually a fair portrayal of people doing things for the greater good.

 

brin-bellway:

Also, I recognised this gifset as being from Prince of Egypt (through cultural osmosis; haven’t actually seen the movie), but skimmed the context, so up until “they were only slaves” I thought it was Moses talking about murdering every non-Jewish firstborn in Egypt. And I was glad that apparently somebody in the film had tried to call them out on that tactic. But no, it’s just the same-old-same-old.

See, you have no idea how much that incident scarred me as a child. You’re supposed to hear that story and empathise with the oh-poor-Jewish-slaves-who-just-want-to-be-free, but I empathised with the Egyptian peasants. My fellow firstborns, slaughtered en masse for being born to the wrong families at the wrong time. Innocent, unknowing people, who happened to meet a totally arbitrary qualification that I met.

(My parents, in a desperate attempt to console me, tried to tell me I didn’t meet the qualifications. That in their place, I’d have been one of the ones with goat’s blood painted on the doorway. Thing is, being firstborn is more important to me than being Jewish 10.5 months out of the year, and even during Christmas season, it’s not so much “Jewish” that’s important as much as “not Christian”. (The Egyptians weren’t Christian either.))

That damned story was what made me really aware, on a visceral level, of my mortality. Learning how not to be viscerally aware of mortality (apparently some people do manage to function while aware of it, but I can’t imagine how) was an extremely long, painful process. By the time I’d more or less finished, it had taken me something like a third of my lifetime-at-that-point. (Then Five for Fighting released “100 Years” and started getting it played on all the radios and even a TV commercial, and I had to spend another few months re-doing some of the painstakingly crafted mental blocks. I swear, if I ever meet the one man who comprises Five for Fighting, I’ll…well, I probably couldn’t get away with punching him. I suppose I’d tell him about how he rubbed salt in a traumatised child’s wound, and let his own guilt punish him appropriately.)

Occasionally I hear of people who laugh at the idea that the Bible isn’t suitable for children. I’m not laughing.

 

comparativelysuperlative:

Yeah, people who say that presumably haven’t actually read it.

I always thought about this from the Egyptians’ perspective, too. Except I have an older sister, and I wasn’t sure if “firstborn” here meant “firstborn son” like it sometimes does, and was I required to hope it did because I’m supposed to treat others as more important than myself.

The Prince of Egypt gets credit for portraying the mass killing as a terrible thing. The other plagues are all exciting moves in a game between God/Moses and Pharaoh, and the viewer isn’t supposed to think about the collateral damage from, say, destroying all the crops in Egypt. But in the last one the musical number ends, it shows kids dying (and parents screaming? I don’t remember) and you’re supposed to notice that this is really, really horrible. But then Pharaoh says to leave, there is much rejoicing, and the movie forgets all about it.

Also, uh, “they were only slaves” is a pretty fair paraphrase of what I learned as the Biblical justification for what God did. (The “my son” part is earlier in the chapter. New Testament quote, but it’s pretty heavily supported in the Old.) I would like to think the Prince of Egypt people did that on purpose, but they didn’t.

(And now I’m picturing Rational Draco Malfoy killing a sheep and putting blood on his door, because if the people who were immune to the last nine plagues are doing it, you don’t need to know why to copy them.)

 

responsible-reanimation:

Also, about five minutes after the events of the movie, Moses lays out the rules for owning slaves.

 

ilzolende:

Reblogged for what comparativelysuperlative​ and the people after him (including him again) said.

Especially

I’m picturing Rational Draco Malfoy killing a sheep and putting blood on
his door, because if the people who were immune to the last nine
plagues are doing it, you don’t need to know
why to copy them.

(emphasis mine)

That was just great.

(Also, not that the rationalists will say this, but to anyone thinking “this is why the Abrahamic deity was way worse in the Torah than in Christian religious texts”: Judaism doesn’t seem to have a concept of hell. Genocide bad, generation of infinite disutility infinitely worse.)

…when I saw this gifset was going around again, I did not expect it to be a branch with me in it.

(I’m glad to see my contribution was a positive factor in your decision to reblog it.)


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comparativelysuperlative:

cameoappearance:

jabyrwock:

breadstyx:

Hey there fellow person!

You like science? Pseudoscience? Statistics? Being part of weird projects? Just really passionate about surveys maybe?

Well aren’t you in luck! As you may or may not know (probably may not), the website xkcd, home of the webcomic of the same name and of the incredible What if? articles, has launched a survey full of kinda-weird questions in hopes of getting enough data to analyze it.

What even is the point?

If enough people answer, we have a good chance of finding ‘meaningful’ correlations (yes, just like in science!). The fun fact though is that given the content of the questions, these will be pretty interesting correlations. (Like.. “People who have already flown in an airplane are way more prone not to like cilantro” or stuff like that.)

Sure but why are you talking about it?
Well. Because the more people there is, the more ‘accurate’ those correlations will be because we’ll have more data to analyze.
Also, some of you might like to analyze data, and can be interested in having a bunch of it to have fun with.
.. And maybe some of you peeps just like to take surveys, who even knows?

So I’ll just be giving personal (even if weird) data to who-knows-who ?
Data will be anonymous. People will just have access to your answers. If that still bothers you though, I would definitely recommend you to avoid this survey.

I’m sold! Where do I sign up?
That’s the kind of energy I like to see! Well once again, the survey is here. Have fun and feel free to share it to everybody you know! The more random the ‘sample group’, the more accurate the correlations!

this survey is a gift to the world

It’s not every day you have a completely valid and scientific excuse to mash the keyboard for a good thirty seconds straight

I predict that my answer to the keyboard-mashing one will be the most common answer, and am curious about what it’ll correlate with.

I probably should have checked off “beer” on the list of foods I dislike, but oh well. (I’ve never had beer, but I dislike wine, hard cider, and creme de menthe/cacao all for the same reason (they taste like being stabbed with countless little needles), which suggests the reason generalises to all alcohol.)


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#signal boost #reply via reblog

I’ll Be In Toronto From December 17th – 28th

sinesalvatorem:

… And I have nowhere to stay. It’ll be at the end of my stay in Canada, and the college I’ll be at during the few months I’m there will kick me out on the 17th, fly me to Toronto, and then hope I don’t die in the 10 days before I can go home.

OTOH, if I *do* die, the scholarship people don’t have to pay to fly me back home. Either way, *someone* is happy. It’s a win-win, really.

If you live in/near Toronto, or know someone who does, and have a mild preference for fewer Alison-shape popsicles littering your city streets, would you consider hosting me for at least some of that time? I’m not particularly messy, and I’ll probably spend most of that time cowering under the bed and avoiding human contact. Unless you like human contact, in which case I can indulge your bizarre preferences.

If you aren’t in the general vicinity of Toronto but have followers who are, could you please reblog this? Thanks.

Remember: Only you can prevent Alison-popsicles.

Sorry, I don’t have people-hosting authority for my house, and a 90-minute drive might not count as “near” Toronto anyway. (It’s certainly far enough that we hardly ever go there, and consider it an Event when we do.) If you can’t find anyone to give you housing but can find someone to give you…*looks up numbers* ~CAD$260, I recommend the Canadiana Inn hostel. I had a good experience there.


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#reply via reblog #our home and cherished land