I'm Just This Person, You Know?

mariasklodowskastwixbar:

what’s the first thing you think of when you think of the US state Kansas?

Kansas City

Topeka

Indigenous groups currently and formerly living here

civil war history

college sports (Jayhawks, Wildcats, Shockers, etc)

professional sports (Royals, Chiefs)

other cities

The Wizard of Oz

sunflowers

other media (Supernatural, Fallout Tactics, etc)

op how could you forget ___ (please leave in the tags!)

op what the fuck is a Kansas?

Please reblog for reach. This poll is probably going to get passed around Kansas residents more than non residents but I need imput from both parties

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carriesthewind:

On the subject about parents needing to control their child’s reading and invade their privacy in order to “protect” them from “inappropriate material:

Until I was in….college? At least? The vast, vast majority of the books I read were either a) assigned by my school or b) (the vast majority of my reading) provided to me by my mother.

My mom is a librarian. She filled our rooms with books, picked especially for us. She pointed out books on the shelves in our home library (separate from our bedroom shelves) that she thought we would like. She bought us books for birthdays, Christmas, and just stacks of recommendations. She once paid me $10 to read one of the Cirque Du Freak books because she said I needed "to be exposed to bad literature.”

She respected my privacy in room, didn’t go through my belongings. She explicitly pointed out to us that she wouldn’t know if we took a particular book of the shelf, as long as we returned it, if we didn’t want her to know we were reading it. She purposely brought us books that she didn’t care for herself, because she thought we might find them valuable or enjoyable.

And if we wanted to read something she thought might upset or disturb us, she would explain why. She wouldn’t stop us from reading it - just ask us to check in with her, to talk through it.

And so when I read something that upset or disturbed me, I would go to her. She would listen and talk through it with me.

If she said she didn’t think I would like something, or that a book might disturb me, or that she thought I should wait until I was older, I listened to her.

She didn’t need restrictions or control to protect me. Because she proved I could trust her.

Controlling kids is never about “protecting” them. It’s just about control.

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cure-icy-writes:

cure-icy-writes:

the thing that’s really cool about dungeon meshi’s representation of autism is that Laios isn’t some savant. He’s just a guy with a strong interest. And he gets things wrong because that interest leads him to uncritically consuming biased sources

we need this kind of energy tbh because the autistic savant myth is getting too strong here. Being autistic doesn’t mean you’re correct in your information or able to recall it on command. It means that acquiring this information brings you joy

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ghost–bot:

thedman0310:

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fatartappreciation:

A fun tribute to all people of size by the wonderful photographer Mara Kolaya!

terrypratchettestate:

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On 27th August 2015, The Shepherd’s Crown, the last book Sir Terry Pratchett completed before he died, was published. To mark the ten year anniversary, we have a message from Rob Wilkins.

If you do finally crack the spine on The Shepherd’s Crown, or have done so over the last decade, we’d love to hear from you, see your photos, or hear your tales. As Rob says: enjoy. The Discworld journey is never over.

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pinejay:

parasitoidism:

Line read that keeps me up at night

i want lists and solutions by the time i finish this jiyuiceh box. warning ⚠️ I. AM. TIRSTY! and it is ᶠʳᵘᶦᵗ punch! and it is delicious

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snazzymolasses:

defilerwyrm:

There’s this guy in town who owns this little house, and a while back he rescued a street dog that was going to get put down. Turned out she was pregnant.

Problem is, he has mental health & drug issues and couldn’t afford to get them all spayed & neutered, so now there are 6 grown bitches with 15 puppies total, and they’ve dug under his fence in multiple places but he can’t afford to fix it so they go roaming all around town. (When I say can’t afford it, I mean his house is currently running on a generator because he can’t afford his electric bill.) He’s also a day laborer so he cannot take multiple full days off work to take them to the vet an hour away. He’s in a really rough spot.

He’s not a bad person. He’s just overwhelmed.

And this little conservative town with 6 churches for 300 people, have they tried to help their neighbor? Have they adopted the puppies he’s been trying to give away? Have they offered resources?

NOPE! All they wanna do is talk shit about him and complain about the dogs but never lift a finger of their own. And they come to his house to yell at him and cuss him out about the dogs, which does not exactly engender in him a cooperative attitude, as you might imagine.

So after a while of this going on, my mom gets fed up with all the NIMBY bullshit and starts talking to the guy, because she’s done animal rescue for 20-odd years and has Connections. He’s resistant at first, but when he realizes she’s not being an asshole to him on account of his addiction or the dogs, he decides to let her help.

She gets to work organizing and networking. Finds a non-profit that will cover vaccinations, spay/neuter, and flea treatments for all the dogs. Talks the next-door neighbor into paying for materials to fix the fence, since this guy can do the work of it himself. Gets him in touch with another non-profit that will adopt out the adult dogs.

Less than 2 weeks after she decided to do something, all puppies have been to the vet, 10 puppies and 4 adult dogs have been adopted out, and the second non-profit is coming by next week to pick up the remaining 7 dogs to ship them out for adoption.

I’ve learned a lot of things from my mom—some good, some bad—but I think the most important positive message she lives as an example of is this: sometimes, when something needs done and no one else is willing, you gotta stand up and say “I’ll do it.”

The most mind-blowing revelation I received on this lesson happened to me when I was in college.

I was driving along a mountain road with a person I kinda knew in the passenger seat (like a roommate of a roommate or something). The road was very narrow, very twisty-turny, steep cliffs on both sides. I came around a blind curve to see a huge tree branch in the road. I managed to swerve just in time to avoid it, and also not veer the car into the sheer cliff face going up on the left, or of the sheer cliff face going down on the right.

“That’s so dangerous. Someone should move that.” I said.

“You’re someone.” said my passenger.

I very slowly pressed the brakes, my car slowly rolling to a stop as what he’d said started to sink in to my brain.

It had never occurred to be before, in all my life, that I could be the “someone” who could fix the thing. Not ever.

It was dangerous to stop here. If another car came, they could easily hit me, as it was a blind curve. We talked about it, decided it was worth the risk to possibly save a life, and we quickly ran to the branch and moved it to the side as best we could, then hurried back to the car.

It changed my life. After that, every time I have the thought “Someone should _____”, I now hear that voice. I’m ‘someone’. Now I evaluate whether I’m able to do something about a situation- that doesn’t mean I always can! Sometimes I truly don’t have the energy, knowledge, or time or money to fix something. But I should at least think about doing it myself- consider that I could, and weigh the options, which I never did before that moment.

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alchemyfreak123:

Sky of Sinners - Sinners (2025) dir. Ryan Coogler

“Look at that sky. That’s a mighty fine day to be free, aint it?”

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imakitastrophe:

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jackironsides:

bomberqueen17:

saturniandragon:

saturniandragon:

23 years old and I just made the connection that people on the northern hemisphere have a different view of the moon than people on the southern hemisphere.

I was a whole like, 40ish years old when I went to the equatorial region for the first time. My North American ass went to Colombia and first off, could not fuckin handle the fact that while it felt like summer (80-90F, humid), the sun went down on the dot of 6pm every night and rose at 6am every morning. There I was at 7pm fully beliving it was midnight, because it was both dark and hot. Like, I’m used to early dark! but it’s cold when it’s dark early! I could NOT handle it.

And then, there in the dark, pitch-midnight-summer-black at 7pm, up pops this lovely crescent moon and it is

fucking SIDEWAYS

i had NEVER EVER EVER realized, despite knowing my whole life that the moon is a spherical object rotating around Earth, also a spherical object, that it would be at different angles from different spots on Earth.

It’s the MOON! How can it be DIFFERENT! My poor patient partner drew me a diagram and I was like listen I know all of that but I cannot actually handle it. Nobody warned me the moon looks different.

So yeah my feeble mind was BLOWN, all y'all world travelers/residents can laugh at me now. Knowing it is one thing, experiencing it is something else, and I did NOT see it coming.

I remember being in the pagan scene in my twenties and being faintly annoyed by the omnipresent triple moon symbol: )O(

… because I’m from the southern hemisphere and it Doesn’t Look Like That here. And (O) does not look anywhere near as cool.

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cognitiveinequality:

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I know that @paulftompkins has more of an audience currently on bsky, but i selfishly wish he’d post this kind of stuff here more.

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romanovva:

start holding your boyfriends to best friend standards pls

“my boyfriend was annoyed that I didn’t shave for days” vs “my best friend was annoyed that I didn’t shave for days”

“my boyfriend doesn’t like my haircut so I’m growing it out again” vs “my best friend doesn’t like my haircut so I’m growing it out again”

“my boyfriend hates when I wear makeup so I guess I have to stop” vs “my best friend hates when I wear makeup so I guess I have to stop”

if your boyfriend would leave you for something that your best friend wouldn’t care about, KILL THEM AND EAT THEM

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randomitemdrop:

ozth:

found this three year old draft buried in my files. is it funny? I don’t remember

Item: Ice Sword DIY kit

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transpondster:

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