Okay but honestly fucking shit like this when they show Zuko’s scar side when talking about Sozin and then having the bar pass and have his non-scar side when Iroh says Roku is his great grandfather if EXACTLY the kind of shit that elevates this show to where really no other show has ever come and probably never will
But ALSO can we talk about the fact that every single shot of this conversation is framed so that we see Zuko through the bars but we always get a close-up of Iroh’s face with no bars in the frame because IROH ISN’T THE ONE IN A CAGE.
i actually find this really funny because if i’m not mistaken this is supposed to be a can of A&W root beer, and Japan HATES root beer Apparently it’s a thing in Japan, it’s like black licorice to them, no one likes it. medicine for kids has ingredients that make it taste kind of like what root beer tastes like so whenever they get root beer it tastes like medicine pretending to be a soda to them so it’s like giving an american a huge bag of black jelly beans and labeling it “Why would you put these death nuggets in your body you ridiculous lout”
*packs bags and heads to Japan to chug root beer as a street performance*
Re: the last post, the article mentions that some places use clams to test the toxicity of the water. It’s like that in Warsaw- we get our water from the river, and the main water pump has 8 clams that have triggers attached to their shells. If the water gets too toxic, they close, and the triggers shut off the city water supply automatically.
The clams are just better at measuring the water quality than any man-made sensors.
“inbreeding is bad” is a controversial take in dog world
golly jee whilikers why is it that this dog breed rarely lives more than six years before its stomach catches fire and its spine turns into mint jelly? no I won’t consider outcrossing. it would compromise the integrity of the breed.
People who are in self quarantine really have no idea how weird it is to be a base level essential worker through this whole thing. I don’t mean a doctor or a nurse or someone else working round the clock to put a stop to it or find a cure. I mean a truck driver or a gas station attendant or a retail clerk. Because everything is basically normal, only a little bit off, and then again not as off as it should be.
Every day I get up. I go to work. I sell people things. There are fewer people coming through and they’re buying more because they’re stocking up or they haven’t been shopping in a month, but there are still lines, like always. There’s plexiglass between the cashiers and the customers, and no dividers, and we have to continually yell at people not to put their items on the belt until we’ve finished the previous transaction, and they ignore us or argue with us, same as always. The more rules we have, the more rules there are for people to ignore. And the longer it goes on, the more normal it gets. Pretty much no one thanks us for coming in to work anymore. People are starting to act like we should never, ever run out of an item. It’s just blanket assumed that we will have hand sanitizer and soap and toilet paper and people are shocked when we say we’re out. But there are still ads on the TV in the break room telling us all to stay home and the more the customers ignore social distancing, the more management puts pressure on us to set a good example, until we’re expected to follow standards that are physically impossible.
The longer this goes on, the less ‘essential’ I feel.
And then I come home and get online as always and there are all of these people asking what you’re doing while you’re stuck in quarantine and coming up with fun things to do when you’re in quarantine and talking about what you’re going to do when this whole thing is over and you can finally, finally leave your house. Everyone just seems to assume that you, the person reading their words, are in quarantine, because everyone’s in quarantine. It’s like this big, international, universal experience that you’re not a part of.
It feels like fifteen years from now everyone in the world will be looking at each other and asking “Remember what it was like to be cooped up in the house? Wasn’t it awful?” and I’ll just be sitting there going “…….no, I don’t. I didn’t do that.” And people will look at me and wonder how I could not know.
This makes me think of a conversation I had with some retired older relatives—they were like, “I don’t understand what’s the big deal with ending official lockdown. If people aren’t comfortable going out then they can just not go out.” And I had to be like, the essential workers??? Can’t just choose not to work??? Or they will be fired????????
cus of covid im working half home half at the office and im actually making more money now. I feel bad that Im not really impacted by covid when others are losing their jobs or having to stay in, or even possibly deal with illness. I feel lucky to have the very niche job I have of course, and im so glad I wont have to find a new one, but other than working extra time at home my life has barely changed, and really only changed for the better which is very weird to feel when other peoples lives are drastically tanking.
