I just realized that I mistakenly check for a gummy mouse trackball every time my mouse isn’t working properly than I ever spent actually using a mouse with a trackball.
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CinemaSins watches movies the way DarksydePhil plays video games.
Me: I’m looking for women’s underwear that will cover my entire ass. Kind of like men’s boxers but still with a crotch and maybe it can come in cute pastels?
Search results: Ok, got it. You want a thong that will disappear into the Grand Canyon that is your buttcrack, never to be seen again.
Me: That is literally the opposite of what I want, you couldn’t have gotten it more wrong.
(ps, I did eventually find the underwear that will give me full ass coverage. But I had to scroll past a million thongs to find them.)
I used to live in a converted fisherman’s village built in 1904 when I was in Orlando. It was right next to a giant lake, and I always assumed it had alligators in it even though I never saw them. That’s the #1 Rule of Florida Safety, if you can’t see the bottom of the water, it has an alligator in it. One day I was chatting with my neighbors, who confirmed that yes, there absolutely were alligators in the lake, but they stayed away from the villas because some people on the other side of the lake hunted them. The neighbor also confirmed that some people would swim in the lake, knowing alligators lived in there, because, and I quote, “Alligators are really only dangerous if they’re hungry.”
I’ve never belonged anywhere harder than when I lived on that lake.
botw and totk are "unique" in that you can literally leg it to the final boss after finishing the tutorial island. speedrunners being mad that this feature exists feels like peak speedrunner mentality because it means there are less glitches and bugs to exploit to skip large parts of gameplay to get good time, since everyone has the exact same starting advantages to get good time, and the less glitches and bugs you need in order to get to the end of a game, the less likely they are to make time.
Anonymous asked: Speedrunners for open-world games are another breed of idiotic. Whoever could have guessed that a game that’s open-world, and let’s you decide how fast you wanna reach areas on your own, would be over faster if you decided to skip 99% of the actual content.
Like, I love the art of speedrunning. Particularly in how it encourages finding all the hidden bits and baubles of code in older or broken games.
But when it comes to open-world games that, like both of you have stated, encourages people to play as fast or as slow as possible… Why are you upset when you can finish the game in 90-odd minutes when you yourself chose to do so?
No but guys, GUYS, we need to talk about how important this scene is. Because the commonly accepted lore about unicorns is that they are so good and pure that they’ll only appear to young virginal girls. Because Molly Grue is a middle-aged woman who has been living with bandits for most of her life and is as far from innocent and virginal as you’re likely to get. Because she’s so angry that this creature, embodying everything that society tells her she’s lost, everything she’s thrown away through her own choices, is here now when all that The Unicorn represents is long since behind her. Because she knows, in a way that only someone who’s been steeped in an oppressive system her entire life can ever know, that she’s missed her chance and doesn’t deserve to be seeing a unicorn now.
And you know what? The Unicorn doesn’t give two fucks about her virginity, about her supposed loss of innocence and purity. She’s not repelled by Molly being older, being experienced, being a full human person. None of that has ever mattered to unicorns, only to the people telling stories about them. Not only does she step in to physically comfort her here, but before long this bandit’s wife becomes her friend, closer to her in most ways than Schmendrick.
This story is fucking revolutionary, you guys, and I just have a lot of feelings about it.
I heard Peter S. Beagle speak about this scene at a convention once. He said he just kept writing and writing into the scene and suddenly here was this powerful, moving dialogue which came out very strong and natural, flowing directly from inspiration.
He said it was one of those moments when “the writer just gets really lucky.”
This is one of those scenes you nebulously get when you’re ten and comes up and punches you in the face when you’re thirty.
Molly Grue is a Hero. I don’t just mean she’s heroic; I mean that The Last Unicorn in book form explicitly defines what a hero should be, and she meets that definition. Specifically, she’s Lír’s mentor in what it means to be a hero. The book doesn’t explicitly say this about Molly, and I don’t know that this is something Beagle was conscious of as he wrote; and yet. There’s this scene in the book:
[Lír said,] "I am a hero. It is a trade, no more, like weaving or brewing, and likethem it has its own tricks and knacks and small arts […] the true secret of being a hero lies in knowing the order of things. […] Quests may not simply be abandoned; prophecies may not be left to rot like unpicked fruit; unicorns may go unrescued for a long time, but not forever. The happy ending cannot come in the middle of the story.”
The Lady Amalthea did not answer him. Schmendrick asked, “Why not? Who says so?”
“Heroes,“ Prince Lír replied sadly. “Heroes know about order, about happy endings – heroes know that some things are better than others. Carpenters know grains and shingles, and straight lines.”
Molly spent a long time thinking her role in life was the Hero’s Lady. She shacked up with Captain Cully because she thought he was a hero and that was her role, but over time as she came to understand how un-heroic he was, she became bitter and derisive, pointing out what the true order of things was. Like, let’s go back to her first scene where Cully is explaining to Schmendrick how he and his men all hate King Haggard, and one day Haggard will have to pay “such a reckoning”:
A score of shaggy shadows hissed assent, but Molly Grue’s laughter fell like hail, rattling and stinging. “Mayhap he will,” she mocked, “but it won’t be to such chattering cravens he’ll pay it. His castle rots and totters more each day, and his men are too old to stand up in armor, but he’ll rule forever, for all Captain Cully dares.”
Schmendrick raised an eyebrow, and Cully flushed radish-red. “You must understand,” he mumbled. “King Haggard has this Bull –”
“Ah, the Red Bull, the Red Bull!” Molly hooted. “I tell you what, Cully, after all these years in the wood with you I’ve come to think the Bull’s nought but the pet name you give your cowardice.If I hear that fable once more, I’ll go and down old Haggard myself, and know you for a –”
“Enough!” Cully roared. “Not before strangers!” He tugged at his sword and Molly opened her arms to it, still laughing.
And within a day Molly Grue has met the Unicorn, set out on a quest with her (and doesn’t bat an eyelash when she learns they’re going directly to Haggard’s castle), and becomes a pivotal player in destroying King Haggard and the Red Bull.
Molly understands “the order of things” when Schmendrick doesn’t. When the Red Bull is about to beat the Unicorn, Schmendrick’s all, “Welp, shit happens, so long,” and it’s Molly who yells and screams at him that this must not happen, how he might have been an inadequate charlatan all his life before this, but this is the moment when he HAS to draw deep on his true power and save her. So he does. And when he does, Molly understands how absolutely terrible becoming human is for the Unicorn, which Schmendrick doesn’t–even though he heard the Unicorn say that Nikos would have done better to let a unicorn die than make it into a man, and she didn’t.
Molly’s work in Haggard’s castle is fairy-tale like in nature, somewhere between Cinderella (”My father sets you to the weariest work there is to do, and still you sing”) and the labours of Hercules or the Biblical Israelites. According to the novel, “Molly Grue cooked and laundered, scrubbed stone, mended armor and
sharpened swords; she chopped wood, milled flour, groomed horses and
cleaned their stalls, melted down stolen gold and silver for the king’s
coffers, and made bricks without straw.”
In reward for her work, several unprecedented things happen.
Lír
comments that “There has never been singing in this castle, or cats, or the smell of good cooking,” but now that Molly Grue has come, all these things have come to pass. And in the end, this work is pivotal–if Molly weren’t there, the cat wouldn’t have come; and without the cat, they never would have known how to find the Red Bull.
The point of fact is, Molly is able to do what she does for the Unicorn because she’s older, she’s more experienced, she’s weathered hardship and seen dreams broken, and knows what to hold on to and what to give up on. She knows that love is a very fine thing, but unicorns are something else.
And in the end, her reward is that her meeting with the Unicorn wasn’t the end of her story, when she had reached the end of her suitability for fairytales; The Last Unicorn is Molly and Schmendrick, who have lived for some time already, coming to their beginnings, and setting them on the path for their next story, for the real work of their adult lives.
I’m just gonna be re-uploading stuff from my DeviantArt and Twitter for right now.
Last night I dreamed that I was taking a lucid dreaming class, which involved a classroom that looked like a cozy bedroom with six cute beds with white sheets and pink-themed quilts on a white iron bed frame. The teacher would have us go to sleep and report on what we dreamed, then wake up and we’d discuss what happened and how we could do better. So I went to sleep in the dream and dreamed that I was flying through the walls of my house to follow my dad as he took the dogs for a walk at night. I remembered that he wasn’t really my dad and instead just a part of my mind, so I started talking to him to see what he would say (nothing interesting.) Then things got scary when I went sailing higher and higher into space and couldn’t stop, so I tried to imagine a door to Disneyland so I could escape to somewhere fun, but it wouldn’t appear.
Then I woke up back in the classroom and talked to the teacher about what went wrong and how to fix it, she gave me some tips, and I repeatedly went back to sleep into the same dream but kept having the same problem. This happened multiple times before I woke up for real in my actual bedroom.
Anyway, my question is, does it count as a lucid dream if you’re only aware you’re dreaming in the dream-within-a-dream segments but think you’re awake during the regular single layer dream?
Didn’t see the tags at first but I still recognized this place. I love this view, it’s one of my favorite spots in Maryland. They’re doing so much better after the latest floods, I was really worried for a while.
I had a dream that they introduced a 10th character class to Team Fortress 2 and it was just Wile E. Coyote, so while everyone else was around shooting, blowing each other up, rocket jumping, etc. the coyote was just running around the maps painting tunnels on walls and failing to lure any other players into them. Also he had no color markings on him so you couldn’t tell what team he ever belonged to, but honestly, that didn’t seem to matter.
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