I Do Love The Trope Of 'the Character With The Most Fear Also Has The Most Experience Dealing With It.'

Due to my father's infamously questionable children's media choices: the original Godzilla

No, really, it was a heritage art showing. We were thiiiiis close to being scarred for life by the chilling nuclear horror, and then the guy in a rubber suit showed up and it was fine. Our mother was not impressed.

Other gems include cluelessly showing Princess Mononoke to toddlers and letting a still-single-digits sibling watch Jaws right before the start of swim camp.

what's the first movie you remember seeing in theaters? don't try and be all edgy and cool and say like tetsuo: the iron man. be honest.

Go!!

By Talos, I've finally found it! A wild sword-drawing competition, perfectly preserved! They are so rarely seen outside the deep obscuring foliage of their natural habitat, middle school...perhaps if I'm stealthy I can observe further...

*adjusts binoculars*

Tag game!

Make your own sword!

@werewolfadmirer @whatonearthisgoingon @leoluvsgreenday @siriuslyobsessed394 @percyweasleyapologist @rey-just-here and anyone else!

Can you imagine the committee meeting? Bureaucrat 1: "But what evidence is there that this is necessary?" Bureaucrat 2: *Pulls up picture of the enterprise* *Pulls up picture of James T. Kirk.* *Gestures frantically between them* Rest of the Crowd: *Sighs, nodding, one man from the PR department puts his head in his hands and starts sobbing* The decision would be unanimous...just as soon as Captain Kirk finally retires. Every time they tried before that he talked them around somehow, no one could figure out how.

one of the funniest things you can realize about star trek when you think about it is that at SOME point between Kirk's captaincy and Picard's, the federation regulations changed so that captains were no longer able to generally go on away missions unless it was absolutely necessary. this regulation clearly doesn't appear until the 24th century, which leads to a logical conclusion that Kirk was such a hazard with the enterprise by leaving it on damn near every away mission that they had to CHANGE THE REGULATION

Well, that *does* cover vehicles, multigenerational knowlege transfers, and the taming of fire...

"Sex is what makes us human" is stupid. Almost every species fucks. Humans are the only species that jumps motorcycles over school buses that are on fire. Some other things too probably

Isn't that just Lex Luthor at his core?

He could ALWAYS just stop. He is who he is because he never will.

Lex could just stop. Right now. He's cleared his slate, faked his own death, the list of people who have any idea is in the single digits. Superman is willing to give him the benefit of the doubt. The people adore him, he has the power to do real, long term good for the world. He could just. STOP. Action Comics 672

Columbo + his basset hound named “Dog”

He doesn’t look like a police dog. Well, he isn’t. He’s a policeman’s dog. Believe me, there’s a big difference.

COLUMBO (1968 - 2003)

NOOOOO! DAMN IT, BILLY-BARD! I love Shakespeare so much, but this one play just will not stop haunting me. I'll never reach the ends of it. It's like a puddle that goes down far enough to have angler fish.

I have been exposed to this more than any other of The Bard's work, and never once by choice. I have been forced to read this play cover to cover four times in school, including for one exhausperated highschool teacher who got the lot of us engaged by giving extra credit to whoever found the most dick jokes. I've seen it performed by every kind of troop from school kids to the actual globe theater. I once got roped into playing a bit part in a performance art street production because I happen to be walking by, and I NEVER CAUGHT THIS?!?

I tip my hat to you, thank you for showing me yet another facet to the peerless jewel I am repeatedly clubbed over the head with whether I like it or not.

It's a perfect sonnet.

14 lines. 3 stanzas in ABAB rhyme, and a rhyming couplet at the end.

It starts off with each of them speaking a whole stanza. Romeo offering up a self depreciating metaphor (a pilgrim at a holy shrine, sinful for wanting to place a kiss on her hand), and Juliet returning it (it's not a sin for a pilgrim to touch the hands of a saint. Pilgrims and the saints hands can touch. )

Then they share a quatraine, keeping the rhyme and rhythm steady, the flirting turning even more overt. (Saints and pilgrims both have lips, yeah? Well, sure, for prayer. Well if a pilgrims hand can touch a saints hand, then their lips...)

Then they each speak half a couplet (the saints dont make the first move, but if its a prayer....well, here I am, praying....), and share their first kiss.

It's flirty and silly and a little irreverent, and they become more and more in sync as they speak.

This is a heightened, fantastical, almost reality bending moment. This is a moment where two lonely teenagers, one who is having her future decided without her and the other fresh from an unrequited rejection, feel the world shift around them.

And the foreshadowing sits at the end of stanza 3. This is an act of faith, but if it cannot be, it will turn to despair.

And I just. The craft of it. The poetry of it. How the form and the rhythm mirror the metaphor and mirror the emotion of it.

someone in the comment section on todays' page mentioned this and i couldn't get it out of my head.

I invented Human Chow once! When I was in high school (and already very ornery on account of that) I found out that I had dietary restrictions, and decided I did not want to deal with that. So I teamed up with some actual nutritionists from the hospital that my mom worked at to create the cheapest, lowest ingredient, meal that I could eat three times a day indefinitely. Including all of the vitamins and nutrients that I would need, as well as the proper caloric balance. As I recall it involved soybeans, tomatoes, spinach, olive oil, and various veggies I could all get dried or frozen at the store. Then I put it through a food processor, and froze it into portioned pucks. It looked like vomit, tasted like whatever spices I threw on top of it that day, and meant I didn't have to worry about what I was eating for literal months, at the low low cost of being incredibly weird (and 25cents per plate). 10/10, I should get back to that.

I did, in fact, think of the meal cubes. I put it in an ice cube tray a couple of times, but I never did figure out how to dye it properly.

so tired of having to cook and trying to figure out wtf to eat, can I just have like. Specialized human dog food or something, like some vegetable and protein biscuits and a special drink so that I only have to think about maybe cooking something once a day instead.

I needed this today...now I can put off the self reflection for aaaaaages!