fascinated by how “dislocate” seems to be a word used almost exclusively to refer to the misalignment of bodies, or parts of the body, from their proper place. it’s distinctly anatomical. you don’t say “i dislocated my keys” for instance, even though that’s technically a correct and coherent sentence.
on the other hand, it would be really funny to say “i misplaced my shoulder” to announce a devastating injury
You guuuuuys, you are going to be. So. Jealous. Of what I did today
So Amgueddfa Cymru is the umbrella super museum in Wales, and it is in charge of multiple museums around the country. Seven branches specifically. Entry to each is free, and each commemorates a different facet of Welsh history and culture; of the seven, I had (until a few hours ago) been to five. I’ve done Caerleon Roman Museum and Amphitheatre, Cardiff Museum, St Ffagan Folk Museum of Welsh Life, Big Pit Coal Mining Museum, and Swansea Waterfront Museum. I have yet to do the Slate Museum in Eryri.
And today, I went to:
The National Wool Museum
YEAH THAT’S RIGHT we have a national wool museum. It’s so cool. We arrived at lunchtime so we started in the cafe and we had soup and also cheese and leek Welsh cakes. Except the soup was so Welsh it was correctly served with a piece of cheese:
AS IT SHOULD
Anyway, the building was a wool mill once upon a time, and half of the machinery still works, and still produces 100% woollen textiles. Also they run workshops for knitting and weaving and stuff. But you follow the rooms around and they show you the full process, from fleece to flannel.
BUT ALSO at each stop they had little stands where you could try a bit for yourselves. So for example, there was an exhibit where you could card fleece by hand, with a pile of washed fleece beside, and you could just… go ham with the carding.
I deliberately tried not to photograph literally everything. But here’s a lil collection:
I should have taken a picture of the carding, actually, that was my favourite.
OH MY GOD YEAH and also, they had a section on the uses of the wool. A whole display of traditional Welsh blankets, trad and modern clothes, and, of course, instructions for how to cwtch a baby in a shawl, which was so lovely because that’s what my Welsh paternal grandmother taught my English mother to do with me as a baby.
Anyway, then the gift shop sold balls of 100% wool in many fun colours, and tabletop looms, and books on how to knit/weave, and bags of roving that you could spin yourself, and plushie sheep and dragons. And Welsh blankets and shawls/scarves and that.
Anyway, you lot are textile nerds. You should all go. It’s in the tiniest village in Ceredigion and it is the BEST.
aaaaaaah i want to go immediately
Oh I forgot this one: they also had a woolly Chair:
im surprised no one is talking about how elon musk paid people to make high level hardcore characters for him so he could claim it was all his work on livestream only to be immediately exposed as he couldn’t even play the game right
This is what the apparent suspect looked like the same day at Starbucks.
Green/brown jacket and black back pack
Notice lack of unibrow.
Luigi day of arrest.
Unibrow present and stubble on face/neck.
Why is this important? Because Starbucks guy doesn’t have those.
Which leads me to perp walk luigi.
“Oh they must have a great barber lmaooo” no. Stop joking for a second. No one gets this treatment so why him? Because they are trying to make him look like the Starbucks perp. They think we are dumb and will forget shooter Mcgee doesn’t look anything like Starbuck boy.
Luigi said evidence was planted on him like the gun and the manifesto.
I believe this because the manifesto praises the efforts of the policemen on like page one. Like they couldn’t even not suck their own dicks for 3 seconds to plant compelling evidence.
Do not let these people fool you. Luigi did not do this. Even though it’s funny, even though he’s hot even though <insert myriad of excuses I’ve heard here>. Do not let them get away with brainwashing you into believing he did it even if you agree with what happened.
I’m pro UHC shooter.
I’m pro luigi being released because hes innocent.
I also saw a post advocating for not referring to the UHC shooter by the name Luigi, even when you’re making memes, because what that does is presume guilt and we’re supposed to presume innocence.
gender-affirming surgery is a months-long dark comedy. what the fuck do you mean you’re charging me double for everything. what do you mean they itemize the bill by left and right ball. what the fuck.
So I was mega rural and my school never had more than a hundred kids, all aged from preschool to high school aged. And let me tell you that there isn’t anything little kids like more than full contact violent sport with full grown teenagers and/or adults.
There would be this game we’d play until it got banned then a few months later we’d change the name and start playing the same game until the teachers finally noticed and it was banned again.
You’d line all the kids up against the school building, mixed ages so between six and sixteen, decide on an end point, one kid would be “it” and their job was to tackle another kid to the ground while everybody else tried to run to the other side. If anybody got tacked to the ground they were then also it, and the number of people you’d have to run past would get larger and larger until every kid playing had been tackled at some point.
While you’d usually start with a high schooler being it, it was never the biggest most athletic highschool kid. Not the jock, or what we had which passed doe a jock which was just Ben. It wouldn’t be much fun if you started with the fastest and strongest kid. Nobody would stand a chance.
The first person also never goes straight for the little kids. That wouldn’t be fun either. You’d tackle a few kids your own size to the ground. A few of the brave would try to get Ben but you’d always fail.
The you gotta get the little kids. The tactic is simple. A bigger highschool kid would pick them up, flip them over, and place them (relatively) gently on their backs and the go hunt more kids.
And then comes the best part. A gaggle of tiny kids all with ceaseless determination and zero fear of man or gods would all put their tiny little bodies to the sole persuit of bringing down the largest highschool kid there was. And while Ben had no issues pushing to to the ground anyone vaguely his own age, he could not harm a small child. His only options was to be faster. And to run away. Individually their grip strength was weak and his legs were strong. One small child he would just step to the side and get away from. Two small children and he had to be a bit careful where he stepped but he was only slowed and not stopped. But eight. Nine. Ten small children. It was like watching a pack of wolves bring down a full sized elk. If in this case the elk was concerned about not hurting the wolves. It was amazing. They only had to slow him enough to get enough tiny hands on him and down he’d go. These tiny children were always the only ones who could ever succeed.
I never played but damn no spectator sport has ever been as good.
I think some of y’all are missing the point reading some of these tags
They’re not saying “wow that’s such a small amount to win.” Cause yeah to every normal person $434M is a life time of money to have.
What they’re pointing out is looking at how much the gov taxed of that $2 billion, makes it glaringly obvious how little actually billionaires are paying in taxes comparatively.
