Wait until you hear about mushrooms. This one tastes great. This one will send you to a deep mind state for an afternoon. This one will melt your liver. They all look the same.
They definitely don’t all look the same haha. I’ve picked and eaten thousands of mushrooms without issue. Most people can learn how to do it in an afternoon with proper instruction (not on your own though, there is real danger if you don’t know what you’re doing).
Fun fact, most people who died from poisonous mushrooms thought they or the one they trusted knew what they were doing. Thinking you know what you’re doing doesn’t prevent mushroom poisoning, thinking you know what you’re doing is almost a prerequisite.
Well at a certain point you have to take responsibility for your own actions. I’m just saying it’s not hard to learn if you actually have the right instruction, either from someone who does know or from quality guides. The issue is as a beginner, you may not know what that looks like.
By the way, most poisonings happen when people just eat random things without even attempting to identify them. So it’s not like they died from the deadly false button mushroom or something. They’re just morons.
Yeah it’s really important to know which mushrooms grow in your area. Then you know which mushrooms to avoid, and which have look alikes. Also just use mushroomexpert.com if you’re unsure
Wasps are orcs. Bees are elves.
Wasps aren’t evil. They are important pollinators and they are literally just hanging out. I am sick and tired of the wasp hate.
They are quite aggressive when there are no more flowers/nectar in the end of summer. They don’t store “food” like bees do, they just have nothing so they want your bologna
That’s not really the case. The adult wasps are vegetarian, they may drink your soda, but your bologna does nothing for them. They want your bologna for their carnivorous larvae - it’s for the children.
And they are at the very least annoying af. Maybe not ‘all’ wasps but the ones you notice for sure.
Just go eat my ice cream but quit buzzing around my head like an idiot.
Believe me, I love nature and there are very few animals, even insects, I cannot abide, but wasps are one of the few.
Wasps are pretty chill unless you’re being the asshole.
Except some species target bee hives and kill all the fuzzballs to get to the honey.
If being an asshole includes sitting on your porch and enjoying life, sure.
I’ve got some wasps living in the railing of my balcony. They don’t care that I’m sitting there at all…
In the alley, the dragon in hand, he approached the blackened nest. It had broken open. Singed wasps wrenched and flipped on the asphalt.
He saw the thing the shell of gray paper had concealed. Horror. The spiral birth factory, stepped terraces of the hatching cells, blind jaws of the unborn moving ceaselessly, the staged progress from egg to larva, near-wasp, wasp. In his mind’s eye, a kind of time-lapse photography took place, revealing the thing as the biological equivalent of a machine gun, hideous in its perfection. Alien. He pulled the trigger, forgetting to press the ignition, and fuel hissed over the bulging, writhing life at his feet.
When he did hit the ignition, it exploded with a thump taking an eyebrow with it.
—Neuromancer, William Gibson
