Because someone wanted this rebloggable
Because someone wanted this rebloggable
Virtual supermarkets are popping up in subway stations in South Korea, where commuters can virtually shop for items while waiting for the train to come. Customers simply scan an item’s QR code using the free “Homeplus” app and can have it delivered to their doorstep before they even get home. Ranked as the 2nd most hard-working country in the world to Japan, South Korea is rewarding its workers with this timesaving gem.
Wow! I kinda love this idea.
HOLY SHIT YES PLEASE DO THIS
Although I guess we’d have to have public transport that wasn’t terrible bullshit first
“Well this looks familiar: every lawmaker at the House hearing on the nationwide 20-week abortion ban is a man.” - @LEBassett
I saw this post among the slew of comments on this Planned Parenthood post regarding the decision on the after 20-week abortions ban in Arizona.
It was nice to see a conservative man standing up to the anti-choice bullies on the page.
“The explosion struck a chord with 18-year NASA veteran Homer Hickam, a former lead astronaut training manager for Spacelab, and later for the International Space Station.
In the late 1950s, Hickam had a brush with law enforcement for allegedly starting a forest fire. State police came to his high school and led him and his friends away in handcuffs, but his high school physics professor and school principal came to the rescue, clearing him of wrongdoing.
Back then, schools did not have zero tolerance rules. Kids could make their mistakes without the threat of a criminal record, or serving time in jail.
“I couldn’t let this go without doing something,” Hickam said. “I’m not a lawyer, but I could give her something that would encourage her. I’ve worked closely with the U.S. Space Academy, and so I purchased a scholarship for her.”
That is awesome.
“It’s French for ‘army of shadows.’ ”
HONY: “And what does that mean to you?”
“I was going through a really rough time in my life, and it felt like a whole army was after me. But when I started feeling better, I realized it was nothing but an army of shadows.”
please someone put me out of my misery i can’t remember what this is from it’s been in my likes for about a year
its from the game Catz for PC
suddenly i am 7-8 again
this shit was my jam, yall
you could paint them weird colors and throw them around on the screen and they would get real mad and they would purr if you petted them with your cursor it was great
I think I remember Oddballz much more than Catz and Dogz mainly because… you could blow them up……….
Holy shit, all of those games were my fucking childhood.
I’ve always had a bit of a thing about virtual pets and I used to collect them, but the Petz/Oddballz series was my favourite.
I played the SHIT out of Catz I loved it. I had fun with custom rooms and some of them may have been kind of creepy, like I made one from a photograph of my neighbour’s balcony.
this stuff was a lot of my childhood :D
OMG CATZ! Played this all the time when I was a kid.
I had Babiez too, was WAY more freaky.
Today marks the anniversary of Arthur Conan Doyle’s birth. While his creation, Sherlock Holmes, has inspired hundreds of adaptations in many media (in several of which, no one finds it weird that a modern man is named Sherlock Holmes) I think we can all agree that these tributes found their apex in the following theme song.
Warning: this is strangely catchy, oddly stirring, and will stay in your head for the rest of your life.
Alyssa Rosenberg, in Damon Lindelof’s Blithe Treatment Of ‘Star Trek’ Sexism And Why Genre Fiction Gets No Respect (via themarysue)
Rebloggable per request.
I’ve been thinking about this and came to the conclusion of like… fuck it, it’s time to write a 5 Step Guide on Writing a Character with X Disorder or X disease.
Step one. Create a character. Don’t look for a certain…
in addition to all this wonderful advice,
DON’T USE A CHARACTER’S CONDITION AS A STEPPING-STONE TO THEIR BEING “EVIL.” DO NOT. DO NOT DO THAT.
“After this I go to work at a pizza shop. My wife and I were college professors in Bangladesh. I taught accounting. But one dollar in America becomes eighty dollars when we send it back home.”
For months, every morning when my daughter was in preschool, I watched her construct an elaborate castle out of blocks, colorful plastic discs, bits of rope, ribbons and feathers, only to have the same little boy gleefully destroy it within seconds of its completion.
No matter how many times he did it, his parents never swooped in BEFORE the morning’s live 3-D reenactment of “Invasion of AstroMonster.” This is what they’d say repeatedly:
“You know! Boys will be boys!”
“He’s just going through a phase!”
“He’s such a boy! He LOVES destroying things!”
“Oh my god! Girls and boys are SO different!”
“He. Just. Can’t. Help himself!”
I tried to teach my daughter how to stop this from happening. She asked him politely not to do it. We talked about some things she might do. She moved where she built. She stood in his way. She built a stronger foundation to the castle, so that, if he did get to it, she wouldn’t have to rebuild the whole thing. In the meantime, I imagine his parents thinking, “What red-blooded boy wouldn’t knock it down?”
She built a beautiful, glittery castle in a public space.
It was so tempting.
He just couldn’t control himself and, being a boy, had violent inclinations.
Her consent didn’t matter. Besides, it’s not like she made a big fuss when he knocked it down. It wasn’t a “legitimate” knocking over if she didn’t throw a tantrum.
His desire — for power, destruction, control, whatever- - was understandable.
Maybe she “shouldn’t have gone to preschool” at all. OR, better if she just kept her building activities to home.
I know it’s a lurid metaphor, but I taught my daughter the preschool block precursor of don’t “get raped” and this child, Boy #1, did not learn the preschool equivalent of “don’t rape.”
Not once did his parents talk to him about invading another person’s space and claiming for his own purposes something that was not his to claim. Respect for her and her work and words was not something he was learning. How much of the boy’s behavior in coming years would be excused in these ways, be calibrated to meet these expectations and enforce the “rules” his parents kept repeating?
There was another boy who, similarly, decided to knock down her castle one day. When he did it his mother took him in hand, explained to him that it was not his to destroy, asked him how he thought my daughter felt after working so hard on her building and walked over with him so he could apologize. That probably wasn’t much fun for him, but he did not do it again.
There was a third child. He was really smart. He asked if he could knock her building down. She, beneficent ruler of all pre-circle-time castle construction, said yes… but only after she was done building it and said it was OK. They worked out a plan together and eventually he started building things with her and they would both knock the thing down with unadulterated joy. You can’t make this stuff up.
Take each of these three boys and consider what he might do when he’s older, say, at college, drunk at a party, mad at an ex-girlfriend who rebuffs him and uses words that she expects will be meaningful and respecte, “No, I don’t want to. Stop. Leave.”
The “overarching attitudinal characteristic” of abusive men is entitlement
YES. This is why I’m so big on consent for kids and not doing things against their consent!
this is everything.
I think this whole thing is really good and important. Boys and girls show a lot of differences when they’re little, biological or socially conditioned or whatever, the point is the differences are there and the children are so young that they rely on impulse for many things. “Boys will be boys” is valid to the extent that we should acknowledge the ways in which boys and girls act, learn, and think differently at that age - in order to help them grow most effectively. Which does not mean using a saying like “boys will be boys” to justify bad behavior.
That the little boy has a lot of energy and likes to knock things down is okay. That his parents don’t feel a need to stop him and teach him otherwise when he uses that energy and desire to invade another child’s space is definitely NOT okay. These are supposed to be teaching moments. Childhood is about learning, parenting is about teaching. Teaching a child to respect and consider other people’s feelings does not prevent them from “being themselves,” it helps them cultivate a self is wiser and more capable of coping in more difficult future situations.