I call the seagull Frank Abigull, Jr.
He walks around the cruise terminal with one wing folded up crooked, so the wingtip sticks out and nearly drags on the ground. He looks like he has a broken wing.
If I eat on a seagull's patch, I'll share. I'm that used to paying rent for every damn thing. Same for crows.
Anyway, I don't know if his wing was ever really broken or not, but when he needs to, Frank can fly just fine.
It may be that he's learned to drag his wing in order to con the tourists and event-goers.
I didn't notice who reblogged this and I was WONDERING where the heck it was going...
Which made it all the sweeter to find out it's an Emberlynn joke!
New RWD just dropped, so
If you see this you are OBLIGATED to reblog w/ the song currently stuck in your head :)
I kind of doubt that Vivaldi's student orchestra at the girls' school was full of incredibly talented instrumentalists, who could toss off his fast bravura passages without a hitch.
I can't help but imagine them as an ordinary school orchestra, most of whom aren't particularly good or talented... and they all dread orchestra practice, because Fra Antoni refuses to either simplify his masterworks for beginner players, or accept the results. Concerts always sound utterly horrible, everyone slogging through music they barely can play, at various tempos that are all less than Vivaldi is beating, and he's always purple and hyperventilating by the end.
Brave Exkaiser 勇者エクスカイザー (1990 – 1991) "There’s a Lot of Santas" dir. Shinji Takamatsu
In near-future speculative fiction story, highly politicized faction refuses to use pronouns completely. Including indefinite pronouns. Including first-person pronouns.
Can conceivably be pro- or anti- inclusivity ideology, small group or large group.
Faction's speech is weird and stilted, although similar to English "brevity wording" found on signs and instruction manuals. Surprisingly easy to understand, considering complete restructuring of speech pattern and grammar.
Same group does not use contractions, but unrelated. Abandonment of contractions pure affectation driven by pomposity.
Blog post is self-demonstrating.
The nuclear war happened so fast, and destroyed so much, that nobody knows, nobody ever knew, whether it was the Russians, the Israelis, President Moncrieff, or Elon Musk who launched the first missiles. And while people may still argue about it, it doesn't matter. The world's irrevocably doomed.
Offbeat TTRPG adventure arc:
An adventurer NPC, who is known far and wide as an incorrigible chaos gremlin, has obtained a Ring of Wishing, and nobody in the known world trusts them with it. The players' heroes are just some of many people who are trying to stop this person and get the Ring of Wishing away from them before they blows up the entire world with it.
I have thousands of shitposts, rants, and essays sitting in notebooks, left over from decades of not using social media or having many friends. Hold on tight.
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