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octoagentmiles · 10 months

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new genre of image dropped

#octonauts #octonauts without context #octonauts live show #is that even a tag #i dunno

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thecheesiest · 11 months

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My friends watching me do the stupidest shit:

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2030kamenriders · 1 year

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Just remembered a post that used to circulate around Tumblr a while back, and had a realization.

For context, the post was about how we should be having, like, wildlife rescue team shows (or something similar to that) instead of cop shows. Same high stakes but without the copaganda.

...that's just what Octonauts is to Paw Patrol.

Things that The Octonauts have that Paw Patrol doesn't:

No cops

Diverse main characters (including: bear captain with PTSD; Hispanic medic; plausibly-trans pirate lieutenant; genius scientist Florida bunny; the most fearless lady to ever be hired by National Geographic Seaographic; lecture prof who needs mobility aids sometimes; and Scottish marine biologist who's a single dad to a bunch of adopted kids. And that's just the main ones from the original series)

Cool facts about marine biology on a regular basis

#the octonauts #it had to be said

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ironmanstan · 1 year

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Wait.. so practising facial expressions in the mirror and mimicking unfamiliar facial expressions and vocalisations of characters in the book you're reading is not neurotypical? o_o

Also hi Rohan hope you're doing well and congrats on also being on holiday now! Me too :]

Sorry for dragging you into my brain's 'am I neurodivergent or am I just overdramatic and taking a psychology course' dilemma I jusg

The more I think about things the more I'm like maybe that isn't to nt of me..

PS interwebs hugging you (if you want it) :)

PPS I am gently handing you a gulper eel. They are my everything I am obsessed I was raised on commotion in the ocean, octonauts and David Attenboroughs blue planet specifically episode 2 (the deep) fofkdnsnd

(also sorry my asks are always like this?? Idk why they just are?)

It could be!! I think the biggest problem honestly w people saying "x trait is an autistic thing" (esp on places like tiktok lol) is it does end up lacking major personal context. I think if you go through analyzing the 'why' behind you do something and come out of it realizing that you do x thing for reasons that may source from autism,,, it very well could be an autistic trait. It's not always very simple in a "this is an autism/nd thing" bc for example some nt people do things nd people do and some people with other disorders do the same things as autistic people! Pica for example (disorder where you eat or feel the urge to chew/eat non food things) cannot be comorbid diagnosed with ocd OR autism as both disorders can cause symptoms of it but for very different reasons! bc with autism people seek out chewing or eating non food things commonly for sensory seeking reasons/chew/food stims, and with ocd people may chew or eat things either as a compulsion or a sort of nervous tic/anxiety soothing stim type thing. Another example is people with adhd may have social difficulties, not because they don't understand social cues inherently, but because they lose focus when talking so much or talk endlessly without realizing, to the point they end up overwriting any social skills they may know, or they stunt their social development and thus ALSO have a lack of understanding of socialization and social cues bc of their disorder sabotaging their attempts to communicate.

For your question specifically, a lot of autistic people end up practicing unfamililar expressions/phrases/tones of voice as a way to practice what doesn't come naturally to us and/or try incorporating more diversity into our social masks. (I especially started doing this when I went to therapy and my terrible therapist basically encouraged me to mask more and try to seem "normaler" because I was so unsuccessful socially). Some people also may repeat phrases they read about or see due to things like echolalia or vocal stimming! And some people just do things like this bc a phrase might sound silly or just sound nice or seem interesting, or a characters voice might be fun to speculate on. It's really up to why You specifically find yourself doing it!

Ty btw hope ur doing well too !!! Im vibing im pogging . I am so busy but its working out so 🕺✌🏾 fuck it we ball

(Ps, hug accepted hehe, i return it to u <2)

(Pps, THANK YOU FOR THE EEL,, I WAS ALSO RAISED ON DAVID ATTENBOROUGHS BLUE PANET TRULY A MEDIA CORE TO MY EXISTENCE)

#ty for the ask dont worry about the phrasing of it at all idm ^__^#asks #autism

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matildainmotion · 5 years

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Labels: Liability or Liberation? Or, into what would you change in a metamorphosis machine?

As a child, at grown up parties, I used to resent being paired up with another child, purely on the basis of sharing their age and gender: “Oh, my little girl is 7 too! How lovely. Off you go and play. I’m sure you’ll get on.” My best friend at 7 was a 2 year old boy who lived opposite us, so even back then I felt the absurdity of this logic and wanted to retort: “My mother has just turned 40. I hope you are in your forties too, otherwise I don’t suspect you’ll have much in common.” I was reminded of this problem when I first became a mother. I dutifully went along to the mother and baby groups where I was meant to find friendship and support. I didn’t. We were meant to connect because we all had newborns. Sometimes it works – I have heard others tell of lifelong friendships formed at an NCT groups – but as often as this I have heard women describe coming away from such groups feeling isolated and depressed. The very thing that is meant to join us can divide, because our experiences of motherhood are so different and so diverse.

Motherhood is huge. Being a mother is as immense a category as being a girl or being aged 7. One of the Mothers Who Make principles is that ‘every kind of mother is welcome’ – breastfeeding, bottle-feeding, adoptive, surrogate, step, new, grand, bereaved. Right from conception onwards the range of experiences that live under the label of ‘mother’ is mind-boggling and heart-wrenching, everything from the suicidal to the ecstatic to the mundane. However, this momentous range of different stories is not just down to the mothers. There is also the question of who turns up - who happens to land in your lap under the category of ‘child.’

Up on the walls of both the rooms in which our children were born, my husband and I put up a set of principles from Open Space, a format we use to hold creative, self-organising conferences. They are useful principles not only for holding a meeting, but for life. The first of these is: Whoever comes are the right people. In the context of my labour this meant that whoever made it into the room – my husband, midwives, doulas, granny- were the right people to be there. It also meant that whoever came out of me would be the right baby. Why? Because that is who turned up. I have been thinking of this recently in relation to my son. I am holding fiercely on to the belief that he was the right person to show up in the world 7 years ago because I have been confronted with the idea that there is something wrong with him.

To label or not to label? That is the question. Do labels limit or liberate? My son has been referred, via his school, to a child development centre. I had to give my permission for this to happen. I said yes, and then worried about what I had done, because I imagine we will come out of the process with a label for him, a new name for who or how he is. Most of the labels involved are awkward mouthfuls and so they are reduced to acronyms that take on a kind of magical power of their own: ADHD, ADD, HFA, ASD, SCD (For the uninitiated into this particular magical cult, these stand for things like Attention Deficit & Hyperactivity Disorder, High Functioning Autism, Social Communication Disorder). At the start of the summer I played a silent game of trying the labels out as I watched him, sprawled on the floor amidst hundreds of comics, or hopping up and down, biting his fingers, narrating another epic tale from his latest fictional world, or snarling at me if I interrupted him to try to get him to eat. Ever since he was 2 he has gone from one ‘world’ to another. Each world is inspired by a comic, book or film, but he is not a passive consumer. Instead he takes each set of characters and makes up his own stories with them, tales that usually involve social misfits and tricksters, sickness and sadness, best laid plans and terrible defeats. Whilst the themes recur, the worlds themselves are impressively eclectic: The Octonauts; Thomas the Tank Engine; Lightning McQueen; The Beatles; Star Wars; My Little Pony – to name but a few. Until this summer I have seen my son’s relentless story-telling, sudden aggression, wide-awake-till-midnight tension, as being ‘just who he is’ – the amazing boy that turned up in my lap. This summer, as I played my ‘labelling’ game, I remembered the process of naming him - we had to do it fast to get him his passport and it struck me as an extraordinary power to have, the power to name this raw, red little baby, to give him a word by which he would be known for the rest of his life. I remembered as I child how I used to repeat my own name over and over until it emptied of meaning, was only a sound and no longer me, and then I didn’t know who I was anymore, and it felt weird and dangerous.

But names can useful. Labels too. They can make it easier to balance, to connect and communicate, depending of course on what they are and within which societal context they exist. When I fill in a form I put down my name, that I am female, 45, married, British, a mother. These are, mostly, very privileged boxes to be able to tick. There is no correlation between the size of the box - big enough for a tick or a cross and no more - and the immensity of the categories each contain. I do not identify with all mothers, all 45 year olds, or all women, but the labels can be a handy, albeit crude shorthand. For sure we need a box for non-binary people too, and other marginalised groups, but that is a request for more boxes, not less. By the end of July I had decided that I should not dismiss all boxes as bad and that having a label for how my son is could make some of his interactions with the world easier.

I thought I would test out the label out loud. We have not yet received a diagnosis but I thought I’d pretend that we had. When my son next got upset in public, storming up to a woman behind a membership desk in Kew Gardens to complain that a section of the play area was shut and threatening to close down the whole gardens, I murmured to her, “He’s on the spectrum.” She pressed her top lip onto her bottom one to make a smile - “I had gathered that” she said. That was it. I wanted to hit her as my son had just hit me when I tried to prevent him from making a scene. Now I wanted to shut down the gardens. And under my rage, as is always true of my son’s rages, I felt incredibly vulnerable. Was this potential label, that felt so new and strange to me, his mother, blatantly obvious to the rest of the world? Had everyone else known for years?

It has become my practice, when anything is bothering me in my mothering, to align it with my making and see what it reveals. When I thought about my writing, I realised that there are different layers of labels in operation. There is the top layer, those labels that are to do with my primary, outward identity, the ones for the boxes, the ones I have to be brave enough to use to put my work out there: “I am writing a novel,” I tell people at the moment, the label of ‘novel’ still being difficult for me to own with ease. I have to decide too on the kind of novel I am writing – is it for grown ups or YA? (the acronyms start up again). But there is also a deeper labelling process in which I am engaging as I write the book itself. Language is a labelling game. My daughter, aged 3, knows this. She is interested in what objects begin with the first letter of her name - ‘T’. She feels she must have a deep affinity with anything that shares this letter. I bought her some letter stickers - “Where can I stick this?” she asks me, holding up an ‘F.’ In truth she can stick it anywhere she likes, but I know she wants to make the word and the world match, so I suggest she sticks it on the Floor or Fridge. When I write I too am on a quest for matching, for finding patterns, making meaning. When I think of it in this way a label seems much more creative– an attempt to find the words for our emergent patterns of experience. A label might be, not a fixed little box, but more like a room, a large space into which my son could be invited to enter, a space as wide as the word ‘spectrum’ implies. I like that word. It suggests breadth. Diversity. Colour. It makes me think of good art – not a room with one view but a structure generous enough to hold many different views and possibilities– and this in turn makes me think of my son’s longest held ambition: he wants to make a metamorphosis machine.

My son wants the ability to change into whoever he wants. Every now and then he will get sad because he fears that he won’t be able to do it. My husband and I tell him that as an artist he can be whoever he wants. He says that is not good enough – he wants to change for real. I try to explain to him as best I can that ‘real’ and ‘imaginary’ are not such fixed and separate categories as they seem – the one effects the other and even reality is porous. Language is a big part of this porousness, it being a made-up thing that we use every day to talk about real things, and all the while we slip back and forth, without even noticing, between metaphor and matter. When I went to the recycling centre recently my son grew excited by the skips full of old electrical equipment and broken strip lighting – “Can we take some of those away for my metamorphosis machine?” he asked. We couldn’t and I wanted to tell him that the way he remembers almost every story that he hears, word for word, the way he makes puns and crazy verbal jokes, is what, I believe, will provide him with the best materials for building his machine. And when he has done it, it will be his and, as he reminds me, he will be in charge of it. He will be able to become to whoever he likes, whenever he likes. I think this agency is key – he will be in charge of the labelling. He will name himself.

We are proceeding with finding a diagnosis for our son but if we get one – and we may not as I have been told that certain labels can be hard to come by - I want to give it to him as a present. I want it to be a name that he can use as he sees fit, for when it fits. I want him to do the fitting. I want it to be a name that has space inside it, not a closed box, but a great big generous word which can hold a myriad of experiences, as the words ‘mother’ and ‘child’ do. I want him, above all, to know that he is the right person to have showed up in the world 7 years ago and that it is okay if there are other 7 year old boys with whom he has little in common because difference is a good thing and now, more than ever, the world needs diversity. We certainly do not need more, and more, of the same.

I’ll let you know when my son’s metamorphosis machine has been made and patented, but in the meantime, here are my questions for you for the month:

What labels do you give yourself? And your child(ren)?

How do you experience them? Do they limit you? Or liberate you? Are there ones you want to change? Are there ones you are afraid to use? Who or what would you wish to become if you had a metamorphosis machine? How can you begin to be that now?

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android-for-life · 4 years

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"Two Googlers on resetting expectations for life at home"

Like many people, Googlers Alan Mclean and Jennifer Daniel are navigating their new at-home lives, finding ways to work while also parenting their two young children. The couple are working from their home in the Bay Area, where they’re taking shifts parenting and creating a remote office from...wherever they can find some room.

I recently had the chance to “sit down” (via Google Meet) with them and talk about our relationships with technology during stressful times, how they’re personally handling all the changes and also, why playing "Animal Crossing" is a totally acceptable coping mechanism.

Alan, you’re a Product Designer on the Digital Wellbeing team, and Jennifer, you’re the Creative Director for emoji. But how would you describe your job to someone who doesn’t work in tech?

Alan: There’s an official answer, which is “I help people balance their relationship with technology,” but…

Jennifer:🚨Ugh, corp speak!! 🚨What did you tell our neighbor?

Alan: I told him I’m trying to help people get more rest and have a healthier life.

Jennifer: Yes! Hmm, for me I guess I usually say I make little smiley faces. :-)

What do your days right now look like?

Alan: Typically the day before, we both check-in on our calendars and look to see where we might need coverage from the other. If we both have meetings, we’ll throw a tablet in our kids’ faces with a mix of educational (and not so educational) games. Lately our son has really taken to playing chess so he’ll practice digitally and we play together on a physical board.

Jennifer: Our daughter enjoys the books that read out loud with her, and Toca Kitchen. They both love ”making food” that makes the characters get sick.

In terms of day to day, we divide and conquer by keeping it fluid. Sometimes I cover the morning routine which has settled into a relatively stable pattern now: breakfast, walk the dog with the kids, writing, reading and drawing time, punctuated with video meetings.

The afternoon, depending on our work schedule, includes science experiments (tin foil boats or paper airplane contests), some outside time, yoga (Cosmic Kids Yoga is great!), TV (Science Max is a hit), more tablet time and then dinner.

Alan: I usually make up some work time in the evening once the kids go down.

What is your home office setup like?

Alan:We live in a small home—950 square feet, two bedrooms—with twin 5-year-olds and an eight-month-old Husky puppy, so there isn’t much of an office. In general, we move around the house and try to be out of earshot. Sometimes I work in the kitchen, other times on our front steps, once from the kids’ bunk beds.

Are you able to create some work-home boundaries?

Alan: Trying to avoid working where you sleep is a big one. Don’t do what we’re doing right now...which is working from bed.

Jennifer:Sometimes that isn’t really possible. The bedrooms and bathroom are the only rooms with doors! For me, it’s less about creating a physical boundary and more about a mental one. I don’t work early in the morning or in the evening anymore. That’s MY TIME.

Alan: I think the challenge right now is that it’s hard to reinforce boundaries when you’re in the same place all the time. In the past we used context clues like walking to the bus or the BART or whatever, or there were subtle hints when a meeting was about to end. But you don’t really have that anymore. So trying to avoid working where you sleep…

Jennifer: But, I work from the bedroom, and I sleep in the bedroom. That works for me 🤔.

Working from bed works for you?

Jennifer: I’ve spent most of my life in small apartments, I guess I just got used to it? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Alan:I also think maybe the norms of what “balanced” means has changed.

Jennifer:Yeah, just be forgiving of yourself. It took awhile but I really had to recalibrate and give myself permission to not live up to my previous expectations as an employee, as a mother and as a partner. I also have to make it clear to others to not expect the same out of me. As much as I try to project that I am fine, I am not fine.

I’ve personally seen my screen time and news consumption skyrocket; have you?

Alan:I’m definitely more of the news addict; I’m also lying in bed looking at an endless stream of things to worry about. I think a bit of an insight for me is that there’s a couple reasons why you might do that, and part of it is that you might want to feel some light version of control over what’s happening. And of course the net effect of that is that you might feel incredibly anxious. That’s my personal experience with screens lately. What about you, Jen, what about your doom-scrolling?

Jennifer:I love that you call it doom-scrolling, did you just make that up?

Alan:No, no, definitely not.

Jennifer: Not to make this just about parenting, because this is also very much about work, but I am having flashbacks to new parenthood. When I became a parent, I got extremely efficient at my job. I don’t have time to doom-scroll! That would be a luxury! I have things to do, I got people to take care of. And, just as important now as it was then, I need to find time where no one needs me 😉. These days I’m playing "Animal Crossing." And I love it; it is screen time, unquestionably, but it’s a very specific kind of screen time as it is clearly not work-related. Now that Alan mentions it, maybe playing video games is also an expression of seeking control and stability in an unknown time? But, instead of doom-scrolling I plant cute flowers and little animals come visit me 🌼🌻🌸🐰🐻🐿🐙.

What else are you adding to your routine? Anything else to help find some balance?

Alan:For me, I know that the end of my day and the end of my use of my phone is occurring when I put a podcast on at night. Or ambient music. For me, that’s a really strong signal and I try to do it every night. For some people, that might be putting your phone in a box or charging it. I like the audio cue because that way you’re experiencing some stimulus without interacting with the screen. But I got that from Jen; I used to be like, “Why are you putting a podcast on at night? It’s time to go to bed… and doom-scroll for two hours.”

Jennifer: I just listen to podcasts so I don't have to listen to my own thoughts as I fall asleep. Otherwise I'd be up all night 🤣.

How are you keeping your kids entertained?

Alan: We just got tablets—prior to that we hadn’t experienced the liberating power of having educational apps and games with our kids before 😉.

Jennifer: When the tablets arrived, I felt like I was not being a great mom but the kids say I'm really good at technical support 😛. I need to remind myself that being a quote-unquote good mom is not related to screen time. I can’t disguise my stress from the kids, I’m doing my best. Now, go watch some "Octonauts."

Alan: I’ve been taking the kids to the beach on the bike.

Jennifer:Bonus! No one else is in the house! I get to stay home and be alone! I definitely need some time for myself.

Are there any surprise “silver linings” you’ve experienced?

Jennifer: I'm getting to really be with my kids in a way that wasn't possible before; I used to only see them in the morning and the evening. Age five is really cute.

Alan: The transition to two full-time jobs simultaneously has been incredibly difficult, although our colleagues have been really supportive. But we’re both struggling with the desire to be the best possible parents and employees we can be. That feeling was always there, but with the lack of boundaries, it’s exacerbated. One thing that’s especially nice these days is seeing colleagues’ kids jump on video conference calls. It’s a nice reminder of what everyone is dealing with.

Right now, we all have to be compassionate with ourselves, and also with our colleagues and friends. Coming late to meetings, missing emails, things like that, are OK right now. We sort of just need to be empathetic and flexible for a little while.

Source : The Official Google Blog via Source information

#jeprog

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octoagentmiles · 1 year

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ocyonautsbwithoutbfijtect part47✌️7

#octonauts #octonauts without context #i typed the title with my eyes closed #it uh. took a few tries bc apparently i'm very good at it HFHDJFK-#fr sat there frustrated like ''>:(( STOP BEING RIGHT I'M TRYING TO BE FUNNY'' 😭#this isn't a brag fyi if anything i'm exposing myself as needing to put my phone down more often lmaoo #anyway *continues making post on phone* ✨✨#i have no idea which part this is bc i've made so many of these. this could be part 5 or 78 and i wouldn't know lmao #i love this show so much. i don't know if you guys have noticed this about me /j #it's important for u all to know

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octoagentmiles · 2 years

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Octonauts without context part ?????

#octonauts #octonauts without context #will the last image get context? no <3

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octoagentmiles · 2 years

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you know what's up

#octonauts without context #octonauts

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octoagentmiles · 2 years

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wassup

#octonauts #octonauts without context #it was barnacles' turn to go (✿^‿^)

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octoagentmiles · 2 years

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i bring more

#octonauts #octonauts without context #anb s2 #zoomed in edition #you can honestly zoom in at any time during any episode and find gold #comedic gold or genuine gold? who's to say #you will find one of those #they put so much effort into this lil show I'm so in love w it <33 #it's beautiful #and occasionally hilarious hdhfh

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octoagentmiles · 1 year

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Hi! I love your analysis posts! So, I have a question: What kind of music do you think the Octonauts (And any Octo agents you want to add) would listen to, and what are their favorite song?

merci beaucoup <33 I have very little actual musical "knowledge"; I just like specific songs that go beep bap boop a specific way, but I'll try my best here—and as for their favourite songs, I'll just name some songs that remind me of them, if that's okay 👍

Barnacles likes accordion of course, so he'd probably enjoy anything that incorporates it. I can see him liking most genres tbh, he's not super picky—but he definitely likes folk and classical, and he LOVES sea shanties—almost more than Kwazii 👀

Dear Fellow Traveler - Sea Wolf

Born For Greatness - Papa Roach

AND:

Leaving London

Lost

Ship In A Bottle

Abandon Ship* (*pretend it's Kwazii singing to him)

They're all from an album by Steffan Argus, and you need to listen to them in order because they tell a story, and the whole thing is so Him fr.