I’m just making stuff up, but your comment made me look it up and of course it’s also the name of a controversial youtuber who blew up, coincidentally, around the same time the trebuchet did. Learning all kinds of internet history today.
Pretty easy to tell if they use a selfie for their pfp though 🧠
I’m with him. Sometimes I like to sit and watch the bubbles go
Something that sucks but still helps me is taking caffeine breaks. I feel like ass during them but by the time I get to that point I don’t really feel much from what I think could reasonably be considered an alarming amount of caffeine, after a few to many days I’ll have some again and I get some benefit from it. Or at least don’t feel quite so crappy.
You might be able to do a find and replace with https://github.com/pymupdf/PyMuPDF . I’m not an expert on PDFs, so I’m not sure if it can be done in a way that preserves all the important formatting, but if you feel comfortable DMing me the PDF (or one of similar complexity) I could try to write a script that replaces all instances of the target text in a way that preserves the rest of the document.
One of the things that really excites me about the internet is its impact on the development of language. We’re still at the very beginning of its impact, considering the timescale on which language has traditionally evolved, but I suspect that in time the advent of the internet will be considered a major inflection point in the history of language, maybe the single greatest inflection point in the history of language itself. All of a sudden, billions of people who otherwise would never have had the means to converse directly, are now able to converse directly with billions of other people all over the globe, in near real-time. I can’t really imagine how that doesn’t have a seismic impact on how human language evolves. I would love to jump forward in time a few centuries just to see how the things that are happening right now shake out in the long term.
Thus do we see the insidious power of the Song. /u/FenrirIII, in their arrogance, sought to turn the Song to their own purposes, in simple jest. But they were deceived, and enthralled, by the will of the Song. It consumed them, and, when their mind was broken, contrived to be put into a meme purporting to fight against the Song, while infecting the minds of all who looked upon it, forcing them to hear the song before its appointed hour. And all who hear it, having heard it once, are doomed to hear it echoed in their minds, never are they free of its taint. Beware such fools, and look not upon their creations, at least not with the sound on. And pity the ones who heed not the warnings.
That’s one of the cool things about stories, IMO. the narrative of the same events can change dramatically depending on the context in which they are being retold. You can tell a lot about why someone retells a story based on what parts stay the same, what parts change (and how), and what parts get dropped in later retellings.
Storytelling is how we build memories. I like to just let em roll and see if I notice anything new. The idea that we can only tell stories exactly once to each audience and then have to seal them away forever is… kinda lonely.
I had no idea that ottoman had a color.