I'm sure you've heard this thousands of times before, but "we so rarely get to thank those who shaped us" as Neil Gaiman says, and I just wanted to say thank you for "The Anthropocene Reviewed."

In podcast as well as book form, it's meant so much to me, and accompanied me through some hard times (I reread "The World's Largest Ball of Paint" on the days when I feel like I'm losing sight of hope - which is, even to me, "a prerequisite for my survival").

I'm so grateful to have had Vlogbrothers, Crash Course and "The Anthropocene Reviewed" to keep me company through my college years - thank you so, so much for all that you do.

P.S - As my annotation would suggest, this is truly one of my favourite ways to describe what it means to love literature.

My greatest dream has always been that people would annotate and dogear and highlight my books. (As long as it's not a library copy!!) Books belong to their readers, and when readers care enough to make that book fully theirs by interacting with it so deeply that they change the book itself, it just means the world to me.

Thank you for bringing so much of your self to your reading of The Anthropocene Reviewed.

@rogues--gallery

i cannot possibly be the first person who has had this idea

Throwback to when I took painkillers and woke up with Photoshop open on my computer to this image I had made

Me: I hate gossip

Also me:

I am slowly losing my mind over the shift towards video as the default media format.

I do not find this to be an efficient way to absorb information. I am bored and distracted by the time the largely unnecessary introduction is over. I can't use ctrl+f to find the specific information I'm looking for. If there are instructions to follow, I don't want to have to constantly pause and back up to the part I need.

At least give me a fucking transcript.

shoutout to flags that look like landscapes fr gotta be one of my favorite genders

Disco Elysium out there with the real artist experience

You’ve probably seen that post floating around Tumblr a while ago:

my favorite thing i’ve learned in college is that way back in ancient china there was this poet/philosopher guy who wrote this whole pretentious poem about how enlightened he was that was like “the eight winds cannot move me” blahblahblah and he was really proud of it so he sent it to his friend who lived across the lake and then his friend sends it back and just writes “FART” (or the ancient Chinese equivalent) on it and he was SO MAD he travels across the lake to chew his friend out and when he gets there his friend says “wow. the eight winds cannot move you, but one fart sends you across the lake”

So I got curious, and I did some research, and apparently, the poet was Su Dongpo, also known as Su Shi (8 January 1037 – 24 August 1101), and he wasn’t just a poet - he was a writer, poet, painter, calligrapher, pharmacologist, gastronome, and a statesman of the Song dynasty.

That particular event happened while he was assigned to an official post at Guazhuo, and the “friend who lived across the lake” was actually Chan master Foyin, who was the master of a temple on the mountain on the opposite shore.

A translation of the poem Su Dongpo sent to master Foyin:

“Bowing with my highest respect To the deva of devas Whose fine light illuminates the whole universe, The eight winds cannot move me, For I am sitting upright on the golden purple lotus blossom.”

Foyin wrote “Pi” on the poem (”fart”, but also “nonsense”), and sent it back, and the rest is history.

SCHEHERAZADE SATURDAY

if u never do any other fancy bread technique i think at the very least everybody should always preheat their oven like 50° hotter than your actual cook temp and lower it once you put the bread in there. u get so much better oven spring that way

oh we giving each other chocolates now. I see how it is