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Sunsetting my account. The party was terrible, but the guest list was superb. 🐘@Nome@dice.camp 🟦☁️https://t.co/0mDoIWzDA6
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May 6, 2023 14 tweets 4 min read
I wonder if there's a market for vibes-based animal dichotomy.

Like.

You can tell crows apart from ravens because ravens look divorced.

A sleek black common crow, perched on the edge of a dish. Its beak is black and shiny, and makes smooth lines with its flat feathers and graceful neck.
A common raven, perched on a fence post. It wears its feathers like a suit that it's accidentally slept in, and it has the body of a man who peaked in high school. It's beak is heavy, and juts forward from a disgruntled face.
Part of me wants to tag in @corvidresearch just to make sure those are actually pictures of a crow and a raven, since I've been burned before.
Aug 24, 2022 57 tweets 11 min read
So I had a thread about habits - about how I'd felt lied to, all my life, as someone with #ADHD, about what a habit was.

How habits, for me, are things that I can reliably remember to do. I have a procedure, I'm familiar with every step.

And how that's not what NT folks get. By every definition, what they get are things they do without thinking, which become easier with practice. Which eventually become automatic, which they don't have to actively remember to do.

OED: a settled or regular tendency or practice, especially one that is hard to give up.
Jun 26, 2021 8 tweets 3 min read
Okay, so because I am obligated to shout about Penguin Cloaca (I have a brand!) I am going to share two things with you.

First: Penguins mating are the most ridiculous thing you've ever seen.

He's just

standing

on her shoulders

to rub sandwiches together

(📸Flip Nicklin) Two penguins, one standing atop the other, their beaks bent to touch. Second:

Penguins have exceptionally high rectal pressure. A gentoo penguin, which is ~.7m tall, can shoot poop almost twice that far, straight back.

Like me, dropping trou and jet-defecating against a wall twelve feet behind me.

Dec 18, 2020 91 tweets 20 min read
Thinking about jobs that city-dwellers in Historical / Historicalish Fantasy #TTRPGs could have had. Things that people in our history did, for a living.

This may be a thread I come back to, to add, as I think of or find them.

1) Knocker-Uppers. Human alarm clocks. You'd pay them, tell them a time you needed to be awake, and then they'd walk rounds like paper boys, either using a long stick to tap on your maybe-third-story window, or using dried peas in a blowgun to make noise.

They'd stop when you opened the window and waved. Image
Dec 15, 2020 63 tweets 13 min read
To determine if a hot dog is a sandwich, you must first define your boundary conditions.

There are five taxonomies of hand foods.

1) The Pornography Razor
2) The Earl of Sandwich Dichotomy
3) Backformation
4) Structural A (Cube Rule)
5) Structural B (Overthinking)

/ The first is simple - as the Supreme Court determined in relation to pornography.

"I know it when I see it."

This is by definition a subjective rule, but the one most people use. It is the heart of most rejection of the Hot Dog as a Sandwich.

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/I_know_it…
Jul 26, 2020 56 tweets 17 min read
You know how, in your foreign language classes, you would always flip through the dictionary to find the rude words?

This is going to be kinda like that but for biology.

You requested it, here it is. My name is Nome, and I'm here today to talk to you about weird animal fucking. All I'm saying is that if @LluisAbadias wants his scaly bois to be accurate, they should have a button somewhere on their abs.

All I'm saying.