I'm missing Stamets while the server is down, so I had to go find memes on the web like an animal.
This is the future we deserve. Everyone wears a ball gown, everyone can fuck anyone who's down. Transhumanist mushroom future is the future we need.
On my main account (this is my alt while startrek.website purges the intake manifold) I just blocked the bots that repost reddit shit, and I go to different instances, find their local communities and sub. My lemmy is fricking vibrant.
Sometimes I wonder if they're the last sane people on the planet. Then I remember we have antibiotics, and my mom has a power wheelchair, and I wonder if there can't be some middle ground.
Piggy backing on this, and I know it's probably not high on the to do list, considering... But can we get some "not interested" option for communities? I've been blocking communities because I'm not interested, and they're clogging up the all feed (not really enough in my subbed feed to keep things going). But I don't necessarily want to block a community all the time. There are things I might want to seek out from time to time, but don't necessarily want showing me all their new posts, either.
Mitch is gonna be fine, unfortunately. He just needs to consume the soul of another several hundred children to recharge the battery where his heart should be.
I tell myself it was a deer. It was a deer. I truly believe that. ... Most days. But whenever September rolls around, and I ride past the flowers and the small cross, I can't help but wonder if it really was a deer... Either way, I can't do anything about. It was just a deer.
Just a deer.
Super weird one. Produce bags from the grocery store are called "gnome bags."
Years ago, we found out that Walmart does not mind if you just take a whole roll of those bags. We use them instead of zip locks, sandwich baggies, Saran wrap, and dog poo bags. They became "gnome" bags because we had an old toilet paper roll holder in the shape of a gnome that we hung up to hold the roll of bags, and we all just started calling them gnome bags until it got to the point where we'll occasionally say it in public accidently. Lol.
Fun fact: in the United States you can request this same sort of receipt. It's slightly different, but all you have to do is request it, and they can show you exactly how many brown people they shot, or godless communists they've brought democracy to with your taxes!
That's not how radiation exposure works. The types of mutations in DNA it causes is generally things like cancer, not birth defects that transfer into future generations. In order for the number of fingers human-wide to change, there would need to be a specific mutation for that, and that mutation would have to be beneficial enough that the 11+ or 9- fingered folks would be more likely to breed than us 10 fingered folks.
On top of that, while base 10 is convenient because of our fingers, it's unlikely to change due to how ingrained it is in our culture at this point. It's also hardly the only system we've used. The Babylonians used a base 60. Many cultures have used base 12. Base 12 is actually very convenient for our fingers already.
Hold your left thumb against the first segment of your left pinky and count 1, move up one segment, count two. Count each of the segments on your left fingers. You're now at 12. Move your right thumb to the first segment on your right pinky, and then start over on your left. Each time you count 12 on the left, move your right thumb up one. You can now count to 144 on your fingers.
Probably not the type of answer you're looking for, but I've got a few that happened outdoors.
The first was when me, my brother, and some friends hiked up some train tracks to go to a ghost town at the top of a mountain near where we'd recently moved. About a 6 hour hike in. My brother was ahead of us, around 100 feet/30 meters ahead. He suddenly turns around, yells "TRAIN!" and the next thing we know, there's a fuggin train coming around the bend. There's only around 6-7 feet/2 meters of space between a rock wall and the tracks. We jump off the tracks and push up against the wall. With our packs on our backs (we were going to be camping for a week, so they were large packs), it felt like I could have stuck out my tongue and touched the train. The scariest part was that none of us saw if my brother had been hit. It happened too fast. The train took forever to pass, it felt like an eternity. I just knew my brother was dead, I was terrified. When the train finally passed, we rushed to where he'd been, and found that when he jumped off the tracks, he wasn't against the wall, he was in a sort of spring/small pond, 10 feet/3 meters lower than the tracks, soaking wet. Terrified we'd been hit. First words out of his mouth were "cigarette. Now!" He was unharmed.
Next scariest thing was when me and some friends went driving in a national forest near us, and her car broke down. We walked up what we thought was the road, but turned out to be a trail. Someone started shooting at us. We ran like crazy and made it back to the car. Tbh, I don't remember how we got her car home...
I haven't blocked anything yet. I just signed up and I'm having trouble finding anything. My timeline is just the same few things repeating. How are you all seeing stuff you haven't subbed to?
This is a good example of how fascists and right wingers can ruin anything and everything. Bharat is a name with a shit ton of really fascinating history behind it. But let nationalists claim it as theirs and theirs alone, and it will eventually be just as ruined as the swastika.