In the British folk tale The King of the Cats, a man comes home to tell his wife and cat, Old Tom, that he saw nine black cats with white spots on their chests carrying a coffin with a crown on it, and one of the cats tells the man to “Tell Tom Tildrum that Tim Toldrum is dead.” The cat then exclaims, “What?! Old Tim dead! Then I’m the King o’ the Cats!” Old Tom then climbs up the chimney and is never seen again.
on the way home from work a guy pulled up beside me at a light with his windows down and music playing really loud, like upbeat, repetitive, video-game-sounding music, and I was like “what is this, is that mariokart music,” and I tried to look over into his car without making it too obvious, and he had a little Luigi hanging from his mirror and then he revved the engine loudly and drove off
this is a real thing I witnessed, this is something that actually happened
Don’t you hate it when you’re drawing on your computer and you get everything sketched out all nice and then you pause for a second and open tumblr and a picture of Patrick Stewart’s face comes up but before you can scroll down to read why your computer crashes and the screen freezes on that picture of Patrick Stewart and the song you are listening to in your headphones, which is Liztomania, is reduced to a juddering one-syllable loop and you desperately mash ctrl+alt+del over and over in hopes that maybe something will happen or that there is some heretofore-unknown autosave function in FireAlpaca because you haven’t saved yet but the mouse is stuck and Patrick Stewart is staring at you over the continuous spasmodic drone of half a second of audio and in light of the fact that it’s midnight and you’re kind of tired the situation is becoming so legitimately unsettling that finally you just claw the headphones off your head and hold down the power button until the screen goes blank and your computer makes a resigned, sickly beep, sending your mostly-finished drawing into the dark abyss of lost information?
Does this happen to anybody else
I just wanted to see if FireAlpaca has an Autosave function…
…and I see this instead.
hahahahaha oh my god I am sorry.
(but as far as I know it doesn’t)
So when the working class rises up against the rest of society - which will be soon, by the way…
Last night I dreamed that there were a lot of ants in my bed, and I was mildly bothered by this but at this point I’m kind of used to the ants and accept them as an inconvenient feature of the house (recently we had ants in the toilet, which is a mystery that will probably never be explained) so I woke up a couple times in a row just sort of thinking “ANTS! Ants. Ants are here. This is an Ant Place.” And then, evidently not in a full state of consciousness, I decided that I had probably offended the ants and should move out of the bed in apology. So I got up and moved to the other side of the room, where I lay down on the carpet, covered myself completely in a sheet ("so the ants won’t wake me up when they walk over me on their way to the bed") and went back to sleep.
It all seemed really reasonable at the time. The floor was surprisingly comfortable.
I think a good criterion for whether something counts as clothes or not is whether a child receiving it as a present would be totally unimpressed.
roller skates: not clothes
cape: not clothes (I never said this would actually be logical)
hat: not clothes unless boring