The rain had started drizzling, Favour held my hand firmly as though she had wanted to do it all the while, she smiled as we walked off into the night, albeit a cold and young one. “Why did you save her from him” – she asked, scanning through my face...
RAINDROPS OF LOVE
Anambra couldn’t be any better promising in the year than it was in that year. It presented me with countless feats, gifts, and ‘Favour’. I wondered if it was a coincidence or not, I mean her name. Favour Nkenchiyere was a phenomenal actress. She had the aura of a goddess; her smile presented this soothing experience that filled the atmosphere with love. I was head over heels…
Well we just had a power outage extending from early this morning at around 12:01AM to about 12:48PM this afternoon when power to our region was restored. My iPhone was at nearly 35% charge when we got power back.
Hopefully our perishables survived.
Update: Heard from my wife about what caused the problem:
I checked the BC Hydro website and it said a downed tree took out some power lines.
Yeah, glad no one was walking near those trees when they came down.
VERY IMPORTANT a dam in the Netherlands, the weerdsluis lock, is directly on a migratory path for spawning fish. They have a worker stationed there to open the door for the fish, but they can take a while to open it. So to keep the fish from getting preyed on by birds they installed a doorbell. Only, the fish don't have hands to ring the doorbell. If you go to their website, they have a LIVE CAMERA AND A DOORBELL that YOU RING FOR THE FISH when they're waiting, and then the dam worker opens the door for them! I can't express how obsessed I am with this. look at this shit. oh my god.
Please check on the fish doorbell once in a while :)
"average cat owner spends 3 years in prison" factoid actualy just statistical error. average owner spends 0 years in prison. Miette's mother, who kicked her body like the football and went to jail for One Thousand Years is an outlier adn should not have been counted
Apparently there was some kind of race scheduled at a local park or something so I've been trying to avoid the main trail but a little while ago when I had to cross near it I overheard the following shouted exchange
Higher feminine voice: woo, look at you go! You're jogging! Keep it up!
Lower masculine voice (panting): you know it! Last place is still a place, baby!
And goddamn if that didn't rewire my brain a little bit.
had a fucking hilarious dream that tumblr replaced the "block" function with the far funnier "glock" function, which did the exact same thing except whenever anyone blocked you a random bullet hole, like a png of a bullet hole, would appear on your blog. discourse blogs were unreadable bc you'd go to the page and the sheer amount of bullet hole pngs stacked over the blogs obscured everything. I woke myself up laughing
poetry and musical theater get similar accusations leveled at them in terms of not being realistic, i.e. “no one fucking talks like that” or “people don’t randomly burst into song in real life” and sometimes i just want to take people by the shoulders and say. there are forms of art that are not aiming for perfect realism. are you capable of handling that
God I just fucking. I am so blown away when I watch any older movie. When they filmed on real sets and built elaborate props because cgi wasn’t an option. “Ohhh but you can tell it’s an animatronic it doesn’t even look reeaaallll” shut the hell your mouth. That is an actual physical thing that the actors could actually see and interact with. It is a billion times more “real” than the endless greenscreen bullshit you love so much.