bro what the fuck lmfao. funniest possible thing to say for absolutely no reason

I simply refuse to listen, I will not subject myself to any more sorrow! y’all have fun though!

a new taylor album comes out and I’m like

Mushroom Tent // Stout Tent

Hotel - Nick Bierck , 2023.

Canadian , b. 1986 -

Oil on canvas, 15 x 11.25 in.

be pro-aging but wear sun screen. sun protection is not beauty industry propaganda it will save you. wear it. or else.

sorry he bit you. It’s his coping mechanism

Billy Sullivan (American, 1946), Summer Sunday Breakfast, 1984. Ink on paper, 60 x 42 in.

Wish I was a late bronze age girl

I would have my homeland invaded by the sea peoples. I would be lain siege to by the sea peoples. My cities would be sacked by the sea peoples. I would make bronze tools and pottery. My shores would be invaded by the mysterious sea peoples. I would be mustering my armies to fend off the sea peoples.

[already constantly oversharing] can i be vulnerable for a sec

Never believe those who claim Naples holds nothing worth seeing. They weave tales of deceit, masking their envy, for Naples possesses everything one could desire: art that whispers secrets of history, architecture that enthralls the soul, cuisine that tantalizes the senses, and people whose warmth envelops you like a cherished embrace.

📷: Chiesa del Gesù Nuovo by Rina Di Raimo

The Day

by Peter Everwine

We walked at the edge of the sea, the dog, still young then, running ahead of us.

Few people. Gulls. A flock of pelicans circled beyond the swells, then closed their wings and dropped head-long into the dazzle of light and sea. You clapped your hands; the day grew brilliant.

Later we sat at a small table with wine and food that tasted of the sea.

A perfect day, we said to one another, so that even when the day ended and the lights of houses among the hills came on like a scattering of embers, we watched it leave without regret.

That night, easing myself toward sleep, I thought how blindly we stumble ahead with such hope, a light flares briefly — Ah, Happiness! then we turn and go on our way again.

But happiness, too, goes on its way, and years from where we were, I lie awake in the dark and suddenly it returns — that day by the sea, that happiness,

though it is not the same happiness, not the same darkness.

I might be a little biased but I’m honestly starting to believe that there’s no purer form of love than the defensive spite you see from biologists that have devoted their life to the study of a maligned or misunderstood species. For example:

The hyena biologist that arranged for Disney animators to come sketch captive  hyenas for The Lion King film (Laurence Frank) was so incensed when the animals were depicted as villains in the movie that he later included boycotting the film on a list of ways the average person could help hyena conservation.

Though it’s commonly known that Charles Darwin’s distaste for parasitic wasps played a role in his development of evolution theory (since he felt no loving God would create animals with such a disturbing life cycle), the biologists who study these wasps find it an unfair characterization. When they were tasked with coming up with a common name for the family of parasitic wasps (Ichneumonidae) that old Charles so disliked, they proposed the name “Darwin Wasps” to spite the famous naturalist who had insulted their beloved family of insects.

Parasitologist Tommy Leung was so frustrated with the way people write about parasites to evoke horror and gore that he started writing a Parasite of the Day blog, that specifically avoids inflammatory or unsettling language to describe them. He also illustrates different species in colorful anime art on Twitter in a series called Parasite Monster Girls—which he calls his “love letter to parasites.”

I guess I’m just saying that if you’re a biologist studying an unpopular species and you have a little bit of a chip on your shoulder about it you can always count on me to be in your corner if you want to get a little petty with the public!

found an abandoned treehouse on my walk in the woods today. the log that used to be a ladder into it has fallen over. couldn't see a way to get up.