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So normally it’s a game you solve with two words, but what we always did was once our two solve was over, we would make funny sentences.
This spells my mom’s name, but it also spells “PomPom mop popcorn not turnips” which was one of our sentences, and the very first sentence involving the recurring (and frequently angry) character of PomPom
Do they deposit the cecal pellets in the litterboxes, or do they just do them any where they please and immediately munch on em?
One would assume by feel during excretion…
I’ve always wondered if the people who keep pet rabbits and teach them to use litter boxes are hurting the bunnies by preventing them from doing this. Or will the rabbits just eat clay-covered cecotropes?
As cold as the other people in the house will let me. I have rarely lived anywhere with functioning central heat and air (and have never liked it when I did), so generally I use window units and a cunningly devised system of curtains. I don’t care if a hallway or the bathroom gets hot, so long as the bedroom and kitchen stay cool, y’know?
In the winter I almost never use heating, except for a small space heater I just take room to room with me, and one that I run while in the shower.
It’s the same thing in that both cutting sugar from your diet and living inside a 90°F/32°C box both take all possibility of joy out of your life
If you can afford them (they can be shockingly expensive here in the states!), actual wooden shutters are very attractive and work quite well at cooling a home.
But, if you’d like to keep your view and stay cool, awnings are another option. They keep the window in shade and prevent heat from entering the home nearly as well as just blocking the window, while allowing the window to, y’know, keep on windowing.
If you’re somewhere without a ton of regulation or nosy neighbors, awnings can be made super easily with just some poles and tarps, or even a sheet of plywood depending on how much you care about appearance.
Same boat. I’m not vegan, and I’ll probably never be. I could genuinely see myself going lacto ovo, but honestly, that wouldn’t be so hard for me if I only cook for myself. But, like, it is clearly the correct moral decision, and anyone arguing that is either misinformed or lying to themselves
Yeah, that’s the level when you keep telling people “I’m really thinking about going vegan. I’m pretty sure I’m gonna do it”
I’ve never played, what do I need to know?
My answer would be something along the lines of: I think astrology is vague enough to apply pretty generally, but the interesting thing about it is seeing people’s reactions. It’s a social placebo, and we can see how different people read into the same thing. “A new experience awaits you, Aries” and we see one person anticipating a raise a work, and thus behaving more confidently and getting it, while another is expecting divorce papers, and their behavior is helping them to reach that goal, too.
Yes, but I haven’t watched a ton.
Those two are my favorites of what I’ve seen (outside of Ghibli, which I feel like is a category unto itself).
I haven’t seen the last season of Attack on Titan, so don’t spoil it, but I feel like Eren is complicated enough that I’m not going to form a full opinion until I see how it plays out. Light, however, I think is an irredeemable sociopath that justified his murderlust by going after socially convenient targets until he decided it didn’t matter anymore, and began to think of himself as a god.
Fucking excellent storytelling, but I didn’t care for the L replacement kid
Glit walked slowly across the plain, eyeing the group of hunters that surrounded the creature. It was large, much too large for the tribe to eat before the meat spoiled.
As he approached he could hear the argument already.
“No, rapal, you take that part! It was your spear that slowed her enough for us to catch her!”
“But it was your arrow that finally brought her down, Jatam, you should have that part for your family! You have 5 younglings!”
They would carry on like this for hours if left to their own devices, none wanting to be seen as greedy.
Glit approached and broke into the conversation,
“Hunters, good hunting,” he said loudly, “Karana has smiled upon you today! The beast has laid down it’s life for the survival of our people!”
The hunters beamed, proud not only of their work, but now in the secure knowledge of it’s righteousness. The hunt has been approved, sanctified by the Storyteller, the one who speaks for the gods. They know they will be rewarded.
The hunters began disemboweling the enormous creature and cutting the choicest sections of meat off of her as Glit began to tell the story of Olana, the great Mother Elephant. He has told this story many times, but the hunters never tire of hearing it. When the work is done, and the story is told, Glit will reward the hunters and walk back to the tribe with them.
Well that’s going on the list
Beat me to it. Mine was “storytelling and sexually gratifying the hunters in exchange for food”
That’s fair. My problem is I’ll probably never be able to afford it. I’m broke, and not techy like most of Lemmy. My life path is starving artist (writer) and gas station worker
So a real nyt letterboxed puzzle is always solvable in a words, but they give you a number to get under depending on how hard the game is that night. Generally it says to solve in 4 words. After we got our two solve (every night we made sure to solve in 2), we would use the board to make funny sentences. We spent hours playing this game each week. Sometimes hours in a single night just having fun writing out silly things.
This is likely not solvable in 2 words, though I haven’t tried. Instead it spells out my mom’s name (Tina Marie), and in another way, it spells out the first funny sentence my mom ever got with a particular reoccurring character named PomPom (PomPom mop popcorn, not turnips!). She and I laughed for so long over that. Made up a whole backstory of this chick PomPom who works at a movie theater and rage quits one day because they have this rocky horror style cult movie showing, and when she comes in to clean up the audience has just thrown fucking turnips everywhere, and PomPom is like “fuck this! PomPom mop popcorn! Not turnips! I’m done with this shit!”