I'm Hyperventilating

One year I mentioned I needed a new hobby knife - you know, the cheap little scalpel things you use to get your space marines off the sprue. Over the next three years my gran got me increasingly elaborate sets. At one point I counted and found I had 104 blades, plus a half dozen handles they could fit on.

lahore pigeons are some of the most visually appealing birds out there. like in terms of visual design. very minimalist, good contrast.

This is the nicest thing anyone ever said about the prequels' Jedi Council. There's always a lot to be said about how the Council was clearly in a bad place, politically or ethically, and how the Emperor's rise was in no small amount the Jedi Order's failure to be of value, rather than totally forgotten in barely two decades. But this? This is nice. And true. The order was, at least in the temple, still raising good kids like Obiwan, and they were all doing the work there.

I’ll never quite get over just how integrated kids are into daily Jedi life and the implications of that.

Dooku’s Temple "job" for years seems to have been “teaching lightsaber preschool.” Sifo-Dyas, the guy with the scary doom visions? Oh yeah, they have him working with infants, bringing babies to the Temple as a Seeker. Jocasta Nu is constantly depicted interacting with the younger generation of Jedi, teaching, helping, or mentoring. In TCW, she knows all the Padawans on sight. 

There’s just something really ordinary and charming to me about this. Sure, Dooku is a terrifying 2m of spider limbs in a robe, but he’s still going down on one sinister knee to check out the little crying kid who got a finger crunched by one of those wooden training swords. How many of the TCW-era Jedi were once babies who played with Sifo-Dyas’s hair loopies or cuddled on his chest as he pointed his T-6 back toward the Temple after another successful Seeking mission? (Space is, after all, cold. 🥺) You just know Jocasta is in very reluctant possession of knowledge of every single teen Padawan drama, crush, or breakup. She tries to stay out of it, but she’s broken up fights and pulled particulars into her office for tea and a gentle lecture on the inherent self-destructiveness of gossip. 

And these are not “just some” Jedi - they are all combat trained, politically important, at the top of their rank and even each sit on the Council at some point in their lives. The Jedi Order really went “super powerful space wizards with laser swords, yeah, but they should also all definitely know how to change a diaper." 

The fun thing with it being a neurological thing is that some of the symptoms are closer to glitches in the ol' brain meats. Sometimes it's classic brain fog. Sometimes it just hurts like fuck. Sometimes I can't stand bright lights, sometimes loud noises. Once or twice I've had the 'aura' thing where a chunk of my vision is blocked by jpg artefacts. Sometimes I get show-tunes stuck in my head until I can find some Ibuprophen.

Migraines are crazy because you walk around thinking that just means when your head hurts really really bad but it's actually a whole neurological thing and it turns out the dull pressure/sensory overload/brain fog you get are migraines and once you start noticing it you realize you're having them like every other day and you think to yourself Hm! That's probably not good

Trans right grot,

I've not heard this version before, but it's impossible to mistake the core melody. Remarkably rich mixing, though. Guessing this is a fan cover.

“I don’t do math because I’m gay” “the gays can’t do math” “If I explain math on tumblr I’ll lose my gay card” all of you apologize to Alan Turing right now 

george lucas is such a great writer he will call the jedi mafia dons then move right on

hey buddy . elaborate?