ArtieShaw
*Easy answers *Lack of self-reflection (“are we the badies?”) *reflexive reactionary impulse (“I say throw the bums out!”) when external pressures make life tough
I’ve got many people in my life who would fit one or more of these generalizations. I’m sure it’s a vast tapestry.
My mom got hissing mad when one of her friends told her that WalMart wasn’t a good place to be shopping. That was 20 years ago.
Internment was a bit complicated, but my understanding is that the US army wouldn’t turn away young Japanese-American men who were willing to fight in Europe.
There was also a secret program where second generation men served as translators for US naval intelligence in the Pacific. They translated intercepted messages and assisted with prisoner interrogations. They were also in very real danger of being mistaken by the enemy by US or allied troops. The existence of this program was only revealed in the 1980s. If anyone is interested, google “Nisei linguists” or check out these references
https://www.nps.gov/goga/blogs/nisei-linguists-in-world-war-ii.htm
https://history.army.mil/html/books/nisei_linguists/CMH_70-99-1.pdf
I went to a weird conference about 10 years ago and it was very much about data retrieval and long term storage of digital media. I’d say that the speaker was 80% dead on and 20% full of shit. One thing he was very clear about: he lost his own wedding photos due to his own overconfidence in digital storage technology and his wife is still deeply pissed about it.
I still have my wedding photos on CD rom somewhere, so I’m sure they’re safe. /s
In related news, my parents are downsizing and my mom just asked me if I wanted my great-grandparents’ wedding certificate. It’s in great condition.
Presumably it’s the same reason that I couldn’t find a way to close my bank account (in person, at the fucking bank) in 1998. And presumably it’s the same reason that my elderly parents can’t get their Medicare supplemental insurance agent to close out their account prior to their move to another state, where that insurance won’t be accepted.
You’re a customer. They love you. Reasons.
I’m a big fan of concealing doll heads behind drywall. The local hobby shop used to sell half-heads (just the face and neck, including eyes), so that was my go-to.
It was also a hard to fix drywall job, so it looks a little janky. It’s almost guaranteed that the next owner rips out that section and finds her.
draw what you see.
This is the best advice I ever got when it comes to realistic drawing. And it is hard! Seeing is different than knowing. And a two dimensional page is different than the 3D space that we live in. Drawing is like a translation between brain, eyes, and the paper.
If you draw what you know, you end up with some weird shit, like those medieval cat drawings. It may be recognizable as a cat, but doesn’t look like you’re seeing a cat.
I feel like she also has Trample.
YES! I watched it on bootleg VHS about 100 times when I was a kid. It has so much to love.
*myrmecologists *a lady scientist *flamethrowers and gas bombs *LA sewer tunnels *some psych ward patients who make some great points (eg - Do you think there’s a black market for hot sugar? They were ants, I tell you!) *walk by cameo by a young Leonard Nemoy; he was just an extra at that point *an entire informational film strip about ants
They also do a really good job of investigating and escalating the emergency response to a very bad and weird situation. Good writing and good acting.
I collect ancient coins and this explanation doesn’t fly for me. There’s a certain amount of “artisanal-ness” in the production of ancient coins - which were all handmade. Like, I’m looking at a tray of coins right now and there’s no way a simple go/no-go tool would be helpful. Also, for this purpose a simple handheld counterweight balance would be more accurate and portable. The existence of these simple balances, along with reference weights for various denominations, is well documented.
Moreover - if you’re an ancient merchant, what is more important? The weight of the silver or the ability for it to pass for a denarius issued by Rome? Particularly for international trade, it seems to have been the former. Bankers’ cuts and countermarks are commonly seen on coins, and seem to have been an early form of foreign exchange. (eg - I’m travelling from Athens to Ephesus with a stock of my local currency. If I pass it to a local banker in Ephesus, they can evaluate it, determine the local exchange in terms of silver, and give it a locally recognized countermark to assure their own merchants that they’re getting the equivalent local value).
That being now off my chest, I’ve got no great answers for the dodecahedrons. I strongly suspect that it was a nifty thing that metal workers made as a master’s thesis.
This is a really nice idea. Which is refreshing, because my go-to is always something mildly disturbing but not too scary or criminal.
If I were going the wholesome route, I’d add a paper note to the USB or other digital storage, though. If I were to find a LaserDisc from 1990, that would be more or less unreadable without expending some significant effort.
But maybe future folk will have magical devices that can read cassettes, 8-tracks, or whatever.