Kind Of Obsessed With The Tumblr Twitter Account

Kind of obsessed with the tumblr Twitter account

[ID: youtube comment from Hal Sawyer:

My favorite relic English still used everywhere is the word “the” used in phrases like: “the more I look at this, the stranger it seems, or “the bigger they come, the harder they fall”. This “the” is not the article of any noun, it is a different word, a conjunction descended from the old English “þā”, pronounced “tha” which means either “when” or “then”. Back in early Middle English the structure “if - then” had not taken over and if you wanted to express an if - then relationship you said “þā whatever, þā whatever”, meaning “when such-and- such, then such-and-such”. “þā” sounds almost the same as “the” and the spelling of the two converged, but the meaning remained totally different. “the more, the merrier” literally means “when more, then merrier” or “if more, then merrier’; same as centuries ago.

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this is so cool

Neighborhood cat officially has people and has a collar with a tag with their phone numbers on it.

One of them eventually came by and tried to pet him when I called the number but said they had put him out and thought he was dead when he never came back. She didn't try to take him with her when she left or come back with a carrier to get him.

Neighborhood cat eats and sleeps on my porch.

Neighborhood cat sits on the outside window sill and looks inside and watches and yells at me.

Neighborhood cat wants to come inside and live with me.

Neighborhood cat plays nicely with my dogs and was probably too patient when one was a puppy.

Neighborhood cat fights ferociously with other neighborhood cats outside.

Neighborhood cat sometimes fights with my cats through the windows. This does not look good on your resume, my dude.

One day neighborhood cat might be given access to my basement, with a cat door opened back up to go in and out.

carpetbomb

As an asthmatic with bad allergies I personally generally loathe rugs and carpets of all kinds because they are filthy things that are just waiting to make me sneeze and wheeze even more (also I share my pets' hatred of the vacuum, because it is loud and throws dust everywhere) but now I am considering getting an area rug for the living room because poor dog has arthritis and luxating patellas and I think it might be better for her than the hardwood. But my extra moment of angry-old-lady is this: what the fuck is the deal with everything being "distressed"? It's a *rug*, for fucks sake, it will be distressed soon enough if it's on my floor. It just looks like they were running out of ink in the printer. And you can't really set search results to exclude things with that term.

Being on tumblr is like being a raccoon. I dig through the garbage for shiny things I like. Sometimes I find good things to share with my friends. Sometimes I find something horrifying, and also share it with my friends.

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Had a vivid dream of demigods or semidivine bureaucrats or something running people's lives with a game kind of like MadLibs. Thinking that sounds kind of convincing, actually.