Recently I was playing Minecraft with friends and we were all getting frustrated with the shitty horse maneuverability. I asked why we bother with horses if spiders are so much easier to use… and then got a ton of confused, whispered “what?” responses.
A-FUCKING-PPARENTLY since 2010 I’ve had a recurring dream where I ride a spider in Minecraft using a saddle and I only just recently found out it was all a dream and it’s not even possible. What the fuck?
Am I not crazy? Was there a time during alpha/beta where you could ride spiders using a saddle (without mods, just vanilla)?
Otherwise, that really scares me to think what other things I don’t question the reality of but are in actuality things happening in my dreams….
My high school biology teacher absolutely despised pandas (note: Giant pandas, not red pandas. Red pandas are the shit.) because of their evolutionary stupidity. They’re bears and have all the structures for being carnivorous, and yet they eat bamboo, which they can barely digest because of the beta acetal linkage, which many animals (ourselves included) lack the proper enzymes to do so. As a result, they don’t get all of the nutrition that they need, which, as it turns out, makes them pretty awful at having/raising kids — they have large litters, but can only take care of one pup.
Lots of money and resources go into saving/preserving pandas, but the pandas are their own worst enemy. Their behavior and diet is endangering them as a species People tend to donate their money to panda conservation because they’re cute — and yes, they’re losing some habitat, and that’s not good, but it’d be easier to be sympathetic if they weren’t so goddamn stupid.
TL;DR: Pandas are like if your deadbeat uncle was a whole species.
"…The American fantasy that you too can make your dreams a reality, all you have to do is try.
But that’s not reality. Reality is that bills need to be paid and life has to be lived, and no matter what you’re doing these days, there is no respite. Your parents left an office at 5 PM and their work was over. It did not begin again until they walked in the next morning.
Your parents didn’t have to deal with this sort of thing. Rest assured, they had dreams and goals just like you. But they may have been able to spend a few hours on the weekend or in the evening entertaining these pursuits. And they weren’t answering email in the process.”
Li Zhuang, Feng Zhou, and Doug Tygar have an interesting new paper showing that if you have an audio recording of somebody typing on an ordinary computer keyboard for fifteen minutes or so, you can figure out everything they typed.
On October 14, Donald shared seven handwritten notes with his 222,000-plus Instagram followers. Each piece of hotel notepad paper was filled with deeply personal fears. “I’m afraid people hate who I really am,” he wrote, “I’m afraid I hate who I really am.” Many fans fretted about Donald’s mental state, but he brushes off those concerns: “Everybody has the same fears. If my letters did anything, they proved that everyone kinda feels the same way. I’m not special. Those letters were not special. They were just louder because I have a platform.” Even so, few people articulate such thoughts to their closest friends and family, let alone on social media. “You have to be real with yourself,” he says. “No one is doing that. People are too concerned with making everything look nice and calm and pretty.”