This is my favorite meme on the internet. More compilations please.
Out thrifting and found a #1 Dad raktajino mug.
Yes, we bought it.
New mug for Sisko just dropped
Deep Dish Nine Ben Sisko drinks out of this. Jake gave it to him, obvs. It stays in the kitchen where he can keep his eye on it. Besides the baseball by the cash register, it’s his most prized possession. If it isn’t where it should be, heads roll.
One time Julian, turning with a trayful of plates, accidentally elbowed it off the counter. It hit the floor. It somehow didn’t break. Didn’t matter; Julian was already hiding in the bathroom and Jadzia had to talk him out again.
When he crept back into the kitchen, Ben had already mopped the floor and refilled the mug with fresh raktajino. He smiled a little. He never said anything.
But sometimes he looks at Julian, and Julian swallows hard, and that day Julian handles the dishes really carefully.
The 7 former kingdoms of England, 7th to 9th century.
How come no Northex? Where is Ex?
Actual serious question!
There is no Ex! And here’s why: Sussex isn’t Suss-ex, it’s Sus-sex, from (roughly) Suthseax, being the South Saxon colony/kingdom in Britain.
As for Northex, or Northsex, my best guess for why there isn’t one is that you had Wessex, Essex, Middlesex (which was part of Essex pretty much from the beginning), and Sussex, and most of the territory north of those four was held by Angles or Britons.
Horny bard is cancelled. We’re bringing the dad bard to the table.
- Bardic Inspiration? Because I believe in you, champ!
- Vicious Mockery? It’s all dad jokes.
- Seducing NPCs? Nope, we’re using Persuasion to get them to give you information you need, because “I’m not angry, I’m just disappointed.”
- Jack of All Trades? Yeah, yer old dad knows a little bit about everything.
- Song of Rest? It’s called “tucking you in and giving you a bedtime story.”
- Be the one to split up party treasure and tell them that this is their allowance.
Mix up your game. Put your bard in a polo shirt and cargo shorts. Hit that party with some Big Dad Energy.
Dad Bard with a Dad Bod
I had big guilty feels last week for being sick and not able to work. So this is a little self reminder that I am still a worthy and valuable being even if I can’t be productive. It’s a really hard message to internalize because we often measure our worth based on our contributions or achievements, but they aren’t inherently tied (some people can’t work, and we would not call them worthless). Thankfully the bunny guardians are here to remind us. 💛
Fun fact: after the American Physical Society held their 1986 annual meeting at the MGM Grand, the entire city of Las Vegas politely asked APS to never, ever come back.
Was it because the physicists were super-smart MIT-blackjack-team forerunners who took the casino for everything it was worth? Actually, the complete opposite: they didn’t gamble. At all. After all, they knew their statistics. Most of them were broke grad students who had no intention of throwing away their stipends on fundamental misunderstandings of Poisson processes. As a result the casino gaming floor was dead. Sometimes the winning move really is not to play.
Me the only time I’ve ever been to Vegas - had one beer and didn’t gamble a cent. Funny thing is, they happily welcome back hacker cons, and you’d think hackers would be at LEAST as aware of probability. Apparently not!
When I was a kid living in LA, we went to Vegas pretty regularly, since it was only about 4 hours away. My parents would find coupons in the LA Times in the off season and we’d go for a few days. Our whole family could stay in one of the fancy Strip hotels for like $20 a night, and there were $5 all-you-could-eat buffets with actually good food. Plus the arcades were amazing. And so was the hiking! Which is what we were really there for. Red Rock Canyon, with all its tiny caves that you can easily climb up to, is amazingly fun when you’re a little kid. Our vacations were very much subsidized by gamblers.
Relatedly, one time when I was a kid, a large chunk of my extended family went on a cruise to see an eclipse. Everyone on the cruise was scientists or science hobbyists. The crew didn’t know what to do with us! Everyone wanted the 6 pm dinner, no one wanted the 10 pm dinner that you had to dress up for. The casino was empty for the entire week. A group of passengers demanded that all the lights on the deck be turned off at night, even the pretty decorative ones, for at least an hour and preferably more, every single night. One night at dinner, my grandmother saw dolphins out the window, and as word spread the entire dining room emptied, even though it was still the middle of dinner. And that’s not even getting into how my grandfather started talking to the cleaning staff (who were not supposed to talk back) and found out they wouldn’t be let off work to see the eclipse, and within hours had formed an entire committee to go with him to demand to speak to the captain about this mistreatment of the staff.
There are… a lot of places where large groups of scientists probably aren’t welcome a second time.
Have you done 'wait lemme wear my glasses so I can hear you better' or is it just me.
Hundred percent done this. I genuinely can't hear properly without my glasses lmao it makes no sense physiologically.
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