Yesss!
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Imagining scenarios in which my manager asks me why I'm late and I casually tell her it's because I hate it here
I do have birds! I'll have to take pictures when I get home
These are so lovely! The butterflies wings especially!
Sorry to report that we in the Pacific Northwest are also subjected to this infernal ear worm
Thanks for that! I'll take a look
So you're saying I need fish people ๐ค
Ok, so I currently have a goldfish the size of my hand in my freezer (he shares a coffin with a weird bird foot). I'm curious how your catfish was preserved...?
I should add that i did this for several weeks until maintenance fixed mine
In December, my dishwasher kept tripping the breaker. I was way too overwhelmed to wash them all by hand, so I loaded them up in a laundry basket and hefted them up 3 flights of stairs and ran them through my boyfriend's dishwasher instead. Easier? Debatable. I was happier, though
I can show you which janitor's closet in the Paris Opera House has a secret door that will take you to the many, many basements
Today's a great day to support some creators.
Writers and artists and creatives of all sorts: reply with a link to one of your works, if you'd like. And feel free to tell us about it.
Everyone: let's check through the replies and buy some creations and support some human beings.
Expensive honors! (My kid's band will be there next spring)
Heckin Y!
Meme. Medieval drawing of a monk, leaning on a staff and holding a book. He has a thin tonsure, and a thin face, and thin fingers. His is holding the book open with his left hand, but in a very awkward way by his side. His fingers looks splayed like a spider on ice skates, and he appears to be holding his place in the book with a kind of death grip. By contrast, the hand holding onto his staff looks relaxed; it curls easily around the wood, and the monk appears to be leaning into it a bit. Either his desperation hasn't traveled to his right hand yet, or his chill hasn't made it to his left. His robe is a lovely salmon color, but he's not thinking about salmon right now. He looks concerned, as if he has suddenly been given quite a lot of eels. He's been looking in copy of The Rule (aka. "Big Ben's Guide to Monking Around") for answers, but the saint didn't write about eels. He just ate them. Meme text reads: "The didn't cover this in seminary"
It's 1200, and you're the Abbot of Ramsey (congrats!). At Lent your tenants come calling with their annual rents of preserved eels.
- 60,000 from Welles
- 4,000 from Chatteris
- 125 from Little Bedford
- 5260 from Wisbeck
etc.
So what do you do with all of these eels? 1/4
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I hope tomorrow is Friday for you
Don't do this to me! All day long I've thought it was Thursday and I have to work Saturday this week ๐ญ
I don't know this one, but I read The Silent Companions and, well, I didn't sleep for a long time
That was fun!
The 12yr old has discovered 1) the library app, and 2) that he can take the city bus there, and you have not met a happier camper
This...this is brilliant and we must start training the Corvid Liberation Airforce
A box of assorted liquor in the break room at work
Do you know how tempted I am to spike my tea every day I work at this branch?
I read too quickly and thought it said Trogdor
Man... even bologna is expensive
Gorgeous!
This is my favorite map. Every year, I look for the butter smudge
Aw, sad frog
Nicely done, Bee!
Definitely! I know they will report back to me, so I'll be keeping tabs