The first rule of writing sci-fi is to actually familiarize yourself with the genre conventions so it's not just a fair to middling action movie that happens to be in space. The second rule of sci-fi is get freaky

I had a dream that I started seeing posts on tumblr about the "the pool water update." It was some new change to the site, being rolled out gradually, that people mostly didn't like.

When I got the pool water update, it turned out that when you opened up tumblr it would fill the room you were in with chlorinated water, up to the level of half an inch below your power outlets.

So to use tumblr you had to hold still, because too much movement would cause ripples that would rise to the outlets and electrify the water and kill you.

I had mixed feelings about the update. I got some pool noodles and it was nice to float around my bedroom whenever I checked tumblr. There was a trend called 'tranquilityposting' that I enjoyed. So not all bad.

There were a lot of blaze posts on dream-tumblr selling amulets that nullify electricity damage. Also, @max1461 claimed to have developed a 'posting technique that causes uncontrollable thrashing in 60% of tumblr users,' and was demanding a cash ransom to not use it

Not to be autistic about old Australian television but this might well be one of the best gags they ever did on IMT

Yeah that tracks

tumblrinas need to see this

curious to hear y'all's suggestions for the worst possible pasta shape

(Assume that "pasta" needs to be made of sheets or strands of dough with enough surface area relative to thickness so that they can be cooked.)

I was going to suggest fettuccini but twisted with the ends connected to form a Möbius strip, but then I realized that would fuck like hell.

@fishofthewoods I did NOT expect to get such a strong contender so early.

@alilcajun @aralioideae

a couple of challengers emerge

You are all fucking madmen

the locked tomb series is really like. maybe love doesn't conquer all. maybe love is not pure and good and holy. maybe love is not a white dove come to save you from yourself. maybe it won't fix you. maybe it'll make everything worse. maybe love is dirty and ugly and terrifying and awful. maybe it'll kill you. maybe it'll warp you into something unrecognizable. maybe love is a parasite and by the time you realize it's there, it's too late to tear it out of you, no matter how badly you might want to. maybe it's a cordiceps fungus, tangled up in your nerves, making you do things you'd never ordinarily do. maybe love is a dog with its jaw locked on your arm. maybe love is an angry ghost. maybe love is a brain hemorrhage, a seizure, two weeks of sleeplessness and cracking open your own tibia unanesthetized in a bathroom. maybe it's the ocean you'll drown in. maybe it's poison. maybe it's scary and filthy and difficult and bad for you.

so what now? are you going to stop? are you even going to try?

no. of course you aren't.

I see stuff like this every once in a while and it reminds me the kids are still alright

I have no idea what is going on but I watched this like 20 times

this automatically surpasses the harlem shake meme because instead of a smash cut they all organically hid

Soliciting input on what else to put in a non-political 8 page cold weather kit zine for my neighbors beyond a greeting, a list of the kit contents, emergency power outage phone numbers, and local warming centers.

Thanks for the suggestions, everyone! Now all that's left is to craft a personal non-awkward message introducing myself

Wondering if I should stick all of my w359 postcanon fics in a series to organize them because we're approaching Vorkosigan saga-level discrepancies between publication order and chronological order

Ok without rereading everything to make sure I think I have them all in order now. All together it's almost long enough to qualify as a NaNoWriMo novel lol

The stunt fighters from the Medieval faire had to stop practicing in the park because one time somebody called the cops and reported that Antifa™ was practicing street fighting in the park

With, y’know, swords and halberds and such

Rare photograph of the top-secret Antifa Supersoldier training program: