I don’t mean gross stuff like SomethingAweful.
I’m talking someone’s fever dream neocities page that details how to make a UFO engine using element 115.
A blog that is wild conspiracy stuff that has aged like fine wine.
Or some serial forum post that makes no sense but seems too complex to be performative.
17776 is a good example, if you’re not familiar.
Oh wow even the audio isn’t the same
Yeah, I had to look up a video of the old song and now I totally remember seeing this site literally 20ish years ago.
I know it will upset people to say, but I like both songs.
This is probably a really weird question for most, and I apologise if this doesn’t fit this community, I couldn’t find a more applicable one. I’m trying to find a roleplay group. It’s very strange and niche, but I’m looking for people interested in roleplaying as anthropomorphic countries (CountryHumans). The platform would specifically be Stoat Chat. If anyone is interested, DM me for the invite link!
ikr, @isopodjolt@suppo.fi , try asking on: !polandball@lemmy.world
You need to find people who did Model UN in high school / college.
Pretty good, this week.
Saw Archer Fish from a boat, for the first time. They spit water at the bread I was holding.
Some 10m cliff jumping and 5m flips.
Shower under waterfall.
Swam with 25,000 crocodiles, but didn’t see any of them.
Sun burn.
My secondhand Lego arrived, about 20 small sets. Passing them on for others to build.
I have a bad head cold, but the weather is gorgeous.
Let’s take a moment to look at what’s going right. What’s made you laugh or smile recently? No matter how big or small it is, we want to hear about it!
Oh shit…I guess it is Tuesday now. I went to bed early on sunday night, but couldn’t sleep much. gave up on trying to sleep and got out of bed at 4:00am and I’ve been awake until now.
No matter how bad my day is, I come home and my cat Scruffy curls up next to me. He will be by my side until I leave for work the next day. 😻
My question is… where did I go so right?
It includes characters like Daxter the Praying Mantis and Kiki the Lunar Moth, among others.
He is creating all the art (and he is damn good) and the dialogue, then his friends will help with the technical stuff.
Sure, it may never see the light of day, but I’m just proud he is doing something this weird.
That’s my boy.
Idk man… a lunar moth? Sounds more like a boo-boo to me
I have a relative staying over right now and he has to have an opinion on.. everything. Examples:
“That’s a nice watch.. How much did you pay for it? That much? That’s too much money”.
“That meal looks good.. You should add some cheese to it”
“What size is your bottle? Don’t you think it’s a bit large? it would be better if it was smaller”
“That would be better if they didn’t add sugar to it. They put too much sugar in it.” Me: “There’s no added sugar”. “That would be better if they didn’t add sugar to it.”
LIKE BRO????
Your asking. People hanging on the internet. An internet forum no less. If its bad that people have an opinion on everything. You get me?
The not listening thing in the last example is more irksome than them having an opinion.
Have you been rocking an old classic? Discovering something new? Revisiting some nostalgic bands from the past?
If you’ve got links, post ‘em up!
A fun tool for discovering new bands: https://www.music-map.com/
The new Hen Ogledd album. It’s hard to pick a track but maybe:
As an sold guy, I’m spending my listening time on old bands and albums that I neglected from the Classic rock era.
I listened to the White Album for the first time in a couple of decades (other than random songs), and confirmed my old opinion that it could have been a great single album, but ended up as probably the worst of the Beatles late albums. Way too many unfinished bad songs, like Buffalo Bill and Why Don’t We Do It In The Road.
Leo was sad that he didn’t get pancakes this morning.
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Daisy and Rose were concerned that they might starve to death, but they always think they are starving and they got their salad at the usual time.
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If someone told me years ago that I’d cook food for my pets, I’d probably laugh it off. And yet here I am.
As Kika (my 17yo cat) gets older, she’s becoming more of a picky eater. We had a vet checking her, she’s healthy; but she was eating less and less kibble, and losing a bit of weight. (Not enough to be visible, but enough to be noticeable when picking her up.) And she was still enthusiastically eating even harder treats, so there was no issue with her teeth or appetite.
So I rummaged the internet for info on cat nutrition, and came up with a decent recipe for cat food. I prepared it and offered her a bit of that food. And oh boy, she ate it. She ate it with shining eyes, and the voracity of someone who’s tasting ambrosia. (The divine one.) And asked me for more.
Curiously, Siegfrieda (my other cat; she’s ~9yo?) smelled the food, made a “…meh” face, and went for her kibble. I say “curiously” because she was adopted in her adulthood, and used to be a street cat.
Now I’m even a bit worried since Kika stopped touching her kibble altogether; I tried my best to make the recipe balanced and healthy, but I can’t rule out some missing micronutrient.
I posted this in c/Canada, but I thought I would share it here to. What have your experiences with jury duty been like?
Note about what “First Person” columns are:
First Person columns are personal stories and experiences of Canadians, in their own words. This is intended to showcase a more intimate storytelling perspective, and allow people from across the country to share what they have lived through.
A good piece will spur conversation. It could be a slice of life or a transformative moment that changed your life. Perhaps your personal story will inform how the reader thinks about the world.
Intro:
I knew I was a goner as soon as the sheriff walked into the room. He looked like everyone’s genial Uncle Bob except for the police vest and the walkie-talkie that hung from his belt.
“Juror 322, gather your things. We have to go see the judge,” he said.
A young blond woman picked up her bag and followed Bob out the door.
I knew that exchange meant she wouldn’t be back. And, as the alternate juror for a 12-member jury, I would take her place.
I have never met anyone who wanted to be on a jury. I certainly didn’t.
However, over the course of a three-week trial, we evolved from a gaggle of annoyed people crabbing about how this was going to take time away from watching The Pitt or on the pickleball court to a group that worked hard to figure out whether the accused committed the crime.
In true Canadian fashion, there wasn’t one moment when the piano started playing O Canada or we recited Jeff Douglas’s “I Am Canadian” speech. Instead, it was a collective shoulder shrug that basically said, “We’re stuck here. We might as well figure out the correct answer.”
I’m in the US, but my experience was a lot like that. I ended up as the foreman of a jury that was given an unusually nasty domestic abuse case. It was an intense experience. The court phase lasted three days. The testimony was disturbing and brutal, but the judge did a great job on all counts. The trial was well managed, the legal issues were clearly laid out, and the jury was told what we needed to do and how we should go about it.
Once we were sent to deliberate, everyone settled in rather quickly to doing their jobs carefully and honestly. We had long, detailed, and surprisingly analytical discussions. We requested transcripts of several key sections of the testimony and reviewed some of it word-by-word. Despite the intensity of the subject matter, everyone tried to keep the process rational and not emotional.
There were two holdouts. No one complained about them. We talked with them about why they had reservations and then dug into the evidence around those issues. We spent about a day-and-a-half deliberating, but we did come to a consensus. At the end, I think everyone felt good about our verdict, and about the way we came to it.
The whole process was very much what you hope a trial would be like, but don’t really expect to see. The judge and the lawyers were all engaged, professional, and competent. Everyone on the jury took their jobs seriously. They were thoughtful, careful, and thorough.
That experience actually did a lot for my faith in humanity.
Do humans also have an afterlife in lotr like elves? For that matter, what about dwarfs, hobbits (non fellowship) …orcs?
What do you think the orcs are? Like, which would be your preferred answer to the question, since there appears to be no singular one according to the youtube clip? Or could they be like a group of all four creation myths? :)
based on the text of The Silmarillion, I’d have to say that, being originally Elves, and Melkor having no power to create spirits or imbue living brings with spirits (not even the other Valar can do this, only Ilúvatar; this is demonstrated when Aulë creates the Dwarves), then the Orcs must still have Elven spirits, and thus go to Mandos when they die. but again, that’s assuming The Silmarillion is authoritative on the matter, which it may not be
