Hello Mondo
True, and having large amounts of heirs with no skills or education needs a term like “inheritance imbreeding” since they will end up diluting the wealth-gene pool until they are left with nothing and hopefully go extinct after all the wealth has been absorbed into the general population. Or more likely, absorbed by a grifter.
True, and having large amounts of heirs with no skills or education needs a term like “inheritance imbreeding” since they will end up diluting the wealth-gene pool until they are left with nothing and hopefully go extinct after all the wealth has been absorbed into the general population. Or more likely, absorbed by a grifter.
What kind of chair is this, if you don’t mind?
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Crystal Palace Surname-Von Hovercraft
(I may be bingeing a certain show)
All aircraft are tracked. These screenshots are from a website that shows all the flight paths in real-time, or close to it.
In general you can see the aircraft type and call-sign(?), owner, point of origin, and destination. Sometimes owner and destination are obscured for varying reasons.
These particular screenshots are showing flights that originated from Russia
I was never really into twitter, but I like Mastodon a lot. It takes some time to find people to follow (but can be fun to do in the micro breaks)
My Mastodon feed is pretty active now with stuff I’m interested in. If you were on reddit to keep up with the news, that’s doable on Mastodon.
What are some of the niche communities you are missing? Maybe they are here just harder to find?
If you like books, maybe switch to short stories? I found when I didn’t have time for novels, they were great alternative. Especially stuff like Neil Gaiman or collections of authors. Or like NG’s Norse Mythology or Stephen Fry’s Mythos. I listened to them on audio though because they are great story tellers and if I lost track it was easy to start the story over.
Also I love how his colors coordinate with the blanket! He’s very pretty
My cats do that too, they also drool in two specific circumstances even if you aren’t petting them.
One, the gray cat when you are holding her and your hair is long enough to stick her face in, she’ll drool in your hair. No petting really required.
Two, if the tabby is in your lap making biscuits she drools. Sometimes she’ll make a little slurpy sound first like she’s trying not to.
When it hasn’t happened in a while (or it’s one of the first times) you can forget in the moment.
It’s like swimming under water and realizing you are running out of air so you start to surface, but something wraps around your foot and you can’t go up anymore.
Almost everyone feels panic at this. Your brain and body try to fight, your heart is racing. It’s the terror of being trapped in the dark, not knowing what caught you.
With that type of terror most people don’t think to just go to sleep and the problem will go away. We panic and struggle.
Imagine that feeling, except you can breathe (usually) but you are trying to scream, to move any part of you and fall out of bed, or to get someone’s attention so they’ll help you. But no one hears you, they stand near but don’t help, and you realize you are paralyzed. Bonus points if you can see and hear them (while in reality no one is there and your eyes are closed, but you don’t know this yet)
You don’t know if what is happening is real. It seems real.
Are you really paralyzed or is it a dream? If you go to sleep, will you wake up back to normal, will you die, will you wake up later still paralyzed? You want to cry because you can’t remember enough of yourself to be sure what will happen.
Time is distorted. This could be mere seconds, minutes, or hours. How long has it been?
If pink elephants in silver tutus start smoking pipes and debating the best cheeses, you feel relief. For me, the sleep demon showing up is a relief, because the brain starts to calm down and think wtf, this is a crazy dream.
At this thought you finally snap awake.
Hopefully next time you can realize sooner and control it.
I hope the human is wearing a black unzipped hoodie and white shirt underneath so they are total twinsies
Majestic! I love dogs.
That’s pretty much what I do during. I’m slow anyway, so sometimes have to walk to get slow enough for relief. Once they start getting tight, it happens quicker each time I speed up. It’s one of those things where I’m not sure if I’m just being a wimp, or should just keep slowly building up time.
The last year I was running regularly I got diagnosed with exercise induced asthma. So I had gone years where my breathing and side stitches always got to me first. My legs were in decent shape because they had a very slow progression.
I did 3 half marathons in 4 years thinking I’d never be in good enough shape to talk and breathe. Now I can breathe for long enough to really feel it in my legs. It’s a new experience
Yeah, it’s not that we don’t care, there’s nothing we can do except vote. It’s like stalking laws, there’s nothing that can be done until someone gets hurt.
That sounds amazing! Everything outside is dusted in yellow pollen, so I’ve been treadmilling it with my cat supervising. How big is your dog? Does he normally run with you on leash?
I am over 50 and getting back into running after a few years of not. My calves are so tight during after just a few minutes. When I stop, they are back to normal after an hour or so and not sore the next day.
I’m doing my best to avoid injury, and so I’ve been hesitant to run through it. Maybe I should?
On the plus side, I’m getting the need to run jitters when it’s been than a day since the last run. So that’s been nice to rediscover!
https://archive.org/details/whats-opera-doc_202210
Thank you for making me go watch again.
Seriously, thank you for posting this. My dad’s computer needs an upgrade and most of what he does is the solitaire games on it. This would have been stroke inducing to discover after the fact.
We still have this issue in the bathroom
I was thinking that! When I was a kid I had a mole on my neck that looked similar in size and color to a tick. At least once a year someone would try to “catch it”
Luckily more often it was serious looks and warning there was a tick on me.
In fairness, I was in the woods a lot and had to check for ticks on the regular.
But yeah, my grandma for sure would have whacked me upside the head if she saw that spider earring.