I am SO FREAKING EXCITED about this book!

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This Is Just To Say

I have turned off
the AI features
that were in
the update

and which
you were probably
hoping
to monetize

Fuck you
they were stupid
so unnecessary
and so annoying

The first panel shows a crow with the title "How to live a good life". The second panel shows a crow cawing at itself in the mirror with the subheading "Make friends". The next panel says "Explore" and shows a crow looking into a commercial waste bin. The next says "Try new things" with a crow eating something vile. The next one says "Be curious" and shows the crow grabbing a hissing cat's tail". The final frame says "Get a hobby" and shows the crow looking closely at a book of matches.

How To Live A Good Life #oldknees

oh, how interesting! Thank you for clarifying, and my apologies for trying to tell you what you already knew.

During the Victorian era, the craft of 'japanning' meant to use lacquer as a decorative covering. So British people would talk about a 'japanned box'. Could that be the origin of that explanation?

It was a 19th century term, though. It's not used that way anymore, as you say.

PhD student just casually noting in her chapter draft that she noticed the degrees of freedom were wrong in her ANOVA, and tracked that back to accidentally omitting a participant's data from the analysis.

How many of y'all actually properly check your dfs like this?
#rstats #academicChatter

Congratulations! Those are fantastic books. They are the first of your oeuvre that I read, and you've been an auto-buy for me every since.

Utterly Betrayed   The Rt Hon. Ralph St John Cholmondley having moped around glolmondley for three weeks in Belvoir with glandular felvoir, decided to surprise his fiancé in Frome.   Bursting into the rome, he found her cavorting with an awick from Hawick (via Worcester), whose close attentions had left her all of a florcester.   His fiancé, who hailed from Beaulieu, begged him not to get upset undeaulieu, as Ralph stared at them, boggle-eyed. Things aren’t how they look, she cried. Brian Bilston

Today’s poem is called ‘Utterly Betrayed’.

Mr A is pulling up old emails to re-send, containing expressions like 'merry band of murderers'. My mother is reminding him that she reposts the St Crispin's Day speech on facebook every St Crispin's Day.

I'm just trying to spend my Saturday morning reading Benoit Blanc fanfiction!

I'm absorbing the crossfire.

#Shakespeare

Mr Absolutive and my mother are locked in a philosophical difference of opinion about the St Crispin's Day speech in Henry V. Mr A thinks it's the bullshit chest-thumping up of invaders who want to do more genocide instead of going home; mumsy thinks it's a glorious evocation of brotherhood.

oy, @worldbollardassoc.bsky.social

Serap Ekizler Sonmez's books on Islamic geometry are great fun to work through, because they assume a baseline level of familiarity with geometric construction and skip stuff. Usually I can figure out the missing bits. Sometimes, however, it really does feel like 'draw the rest of the fucking owl'.

I've only ever used yasutomo sumi ink, so I can't compare it with other options. But it's got a glossy, almost shellacky finish to it, and I think it's pigment based (like carbon maybe?) so it's not going to fade like a dye.

Have you considered using a more lightfast ink? I bet a sumi would probably laugh at whatever pathetic sun Glasgow throws at your work.

A’ Chiad Òran le Pòl MacAonghais / The first song by Paul MacInnes, #Gaelic #poetry with English translation, under an appropriately cavern like railway arch between #Gorbals Street and Laurieston Road near the revamped Citizens Theatre in #Glasgow

#calligraphy #gàidhlig

Cùm a' dol (keep going), written in calligraphy, attached to a lamppost next to a cycle lane

Cùm a' dol (keep going), written in calligraphy, attached to a lamppost next to a cycle lane, from further away

Cùm a' dol (keep going), on the long uphill slog of the South City #cycle way where such motivation is needed. On Pollokshaws Road, #Glasgow #Gàidhlig #calligraphy

Reform UK had originally planned to do a press call this morning at the Kelpies - the gigantic horse sculptures outside Falkirk. However this turned out to be news to the people running the site on behalf of the local authority, which has to remain strictly politically neutral. So Malcolm Offord ended up speaking to the media at a nearby farm, owned by a Reform candidate. The party had already planned a secondary event here - but in the end the pictures of the day have ended up featuring cows rather than steel statues of shape-shifting water spirits.

OMG, Scotland has its own Four Seasons Total Landscaping!

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this, a thousand thousand times. The food doesn't have to be good. The vibes don't have to be classy. It can be a burger joint! It can serve limp fries and mac and cheese. If it ensured that every location was QUIET, it would have a million loyal customers.

Lots of others that I keep my eye on. I am cruising the rest of these replies and seeing lots of familiar names here, and more to take note of

T Kingfisher, Angela Slatter, Katherine Addison, Natasha Pulley, Alix E Harrow, Emily Tesh, Marie Brennan, Frances Hardinge, Daniel Abraham/James S. A. Corey, Ed Yong, Bridget Collins, Seth Dickinson, K Eason, Ambrose Parry, Jonathan L Howard, KJ Charles, CL Polk, K Eason, Naomi Novik, Laurent Binet

Here's the wikipedia article on the Gallaudet Eleven. I'm usually hesitant to trust random tiktoks purporting to tell me little known historical facts, but this gentlehuman is doing a proper history of science communication.

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gallaud...

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I am now designing a pupillometry experiment in my head to examine 'accent whiplash', with UK vs. US tiktok exposure as a between-subjects variable to predict the degree of pupil dilation as a proxy measure for surprise at mismatching accent features...

I had a teacher who insisted that the correct pronunciation was 'wednesdeee', and kids these days just couldn't say it right. That's not a reading failure there. That's just a dialectal variant in how words are pronounced, and speakers are aware that it diverges from spelling and must be learned.

I think it's probably more a dialectal difference. Like pronouncing the last vowel of days of the week (wednesday/tuesday, etc) as 'ee', instead of rhyming it with, y'know, 'day'.

I'm not so sure. The pronunciation of 'th' as an interdental fricative is pretty consistent in English spelling, so to pronounce it as 't' you need to have heard someone else say it. And when you start hearing people say words like 'aesthetics', you're likely well past the stage of 3-cuing.

oh wow I didn't even look at the second consonant, sorry! Huh. Yeah, I can hear in my head now some of my high school teachers saying the word in a midwestern accent, with that schwa vowel as an initial followed by T. You're absolutely right -- if the first vowel were DRESS that would be very weird.