When You Get Rescued By The Legendary Space Hero And He Ends Up Being A Mopey Bird Lady.

comfortable, decent quality bedding will change your life I'm so serious

Uhhhhhhhh that seems bad

cbsnews.com

RFK Jr.'s autism study to amass medical records of many Americans

The autism study is planning to link confidential data "with broad coverage in the U.S. population" in one place for the first time.

Slowmo rain

Splishysplashy

you were rescued by legendary bounty hunter samus aran! she looks a little different out of the suit, though

samus says "don't forget to stretch!"

in light of recent events i'd like to make it clear again that trans people, especially trans women, are extremely welcome on my blog and in my hockey community no matter what. i would welcome trans women on my team any day (and i would welcome them to be really good, too, not just limited to an "acceptable" standard of mediocrity/anonymity that seems to be one of the more common arguments for trans inclusion in women's sports). trans women are women, trans men are men, genderqueer and nonbinary people's genders are real, and everyone deserves respect and will find it with me.

stay strong everyone <3 i love you

Pulling resources from the nearby dump was... Interesting. Signage indicated it was not only well guarded, but that it was routinely patrolled by workers and a public health agency. Despite that, nothing beyond wildlife moved past 9 pm local time. Useful to me, certainly, and I'm sure the owners of the dump will appreciate the fact it will soon be entirely stripped of all waste, leaving only their actual equipment and infrastructure intact, but probably concerning for the blatant misuse of funds and false advertising.

My first extractor won't do much, it can barely sort through a cubic meter in an hour. Thankfully it is both scalable and limited by my lack of resources, so I will be able to clean this site in a week at most, and start sending out mobile versions soon after.

What really has my attention, though, is the way my new senses interact with the cacophony of scents.

What I clearly remember was a noxious miasma of rot and filth is just... information, sensations and concepts I could never differentiate.

Here is a mass of good rot, almost usable for compost, save for the heavy metal tainting it. There is a cluster of oils, somehow having gotten into the main dump rather than the chemical disposal zone. Useful for me, being in the open like this, but it would have been a concern for the town in the future.

If only I could get some actual sun on my leaves, I'd be a happy abomination in a world unprepared, but instead I'm suffering under constant overcast skies. Despite being in the middle of Utah, of all places.

Ah, right, the salt flats. I should get a beacon nearby, salt is soo useful at almost every level of tech I can think of.

reblog with a spoiler for your wip with zero context. no context allowed.

I can feel my ability to speak clearlyb just. Disintegrating. As I get drawn ever more into Tumblr.

Which is a problem because I'm also trying to do creative writing/fanfiction stuff.

So my writing keeps flip-flopping between-

"Neurodivergent avid reader with ALL the words memorized"

and

"Plant gremlin go yoinky the trash"

Right, considering the current state of corporate politics on this site, and that it seems that only those affected seem to be actively speaking on the matter, it is up to I, the only fucking cishet on tumblr, to drag this out to a wider audience.

REBLOG IF YOUR ACCOUNT IS A TRANSFEM SAFE SPACE.

We need to show these higher ups how much we truly value them.