is this a scam?

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someone i don’t know just sent me $50 via Venmo, which is not a service I’m signed up for.

I assume this is some sort of scam but how do I tell? 

I guess I’ll just ignore it, for now.

jojofortheroll:Geralt: I’m a murderer, a butche

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jojofortheroll:

Geralt: I’m a murderer, a butcher, and everything I touch di-

Jaskier: Ah ah! *spritzes him with water*

Geralt: …

Jaskier: …

Geralt: what the actual fuck Jaskier

Jaskier: I trying a new tactic to help you curb your negative self-talk.

Geralt: It’s too late for m–

Jaskier: Ah ah! *spritzes him with water again*

fic update

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This is the sequel to Little Fishie, which I’d toyed with making longer and still might but for now it’s one chapter long. 

In which Geralt meets up with Jaskier again, for the first time after the plague, and has occasion to return the favor of buying dessert. Featuring a ridiculous endnote about, of all things, Witcher teeth. 

Fugitive, on AO3

“Must be nice,” Jaskier said hollowly, and then shook himself and looked up, grimacing in horror at himself. “See? See! Stupid poor little rich boy self-pity.” There was a self-directed viciousness to his tone that was jarring.

Geralt looked at him for a moment, then looked down at his hands, this time making much of gathering himself, for humorous effect. “I can’t believe,” he said slowly, “that I am going to have to be the one to say this to you, Jaskier, but– your feelings–” He paused, breathed out, and breathed back in again. “Are valid, and other people seeming to have it worse or not doesn’t change that.”

It worked; Jaskier laughed. “Did that hurt?” he said. “It sounded like it hurt.”

“It did hurt, a bit,” Geralt admitted. “Now don’t make me say it again. I’m sorry to hear of your trouble.”

theconcealedweapon:This is why they’re called

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This is why they’re called heroes.

Superheroes on TV save people without expecting anything in return. Superheroes on TV are practically invincible and do what they do with ease. Superheroes on TV never have struggles of their own.

Calling healthcare workers heroes is a way of conditioning people to treat healthcare workers the same way. It’s not a way of honoring them. It’s a way of having unreasonably high expectations of them without having to compensate them or care about them. It’s a way of stopping people from feeling the need to change policies in order to help them.

mikkeneko replied to your post “fic

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mikkeneko replied to your post “fic update”

just a quick question, did you intend for the “ he’d had to regrow half his teeth [see endnote],” to be there in brackets?

Yes! I wanted to code in the HTML to take you to the footnote, because I thought it would be funny, but the last like five times I’ve tried to do that, it did not work, so I just left it text only and didn’t even make the attempt this time. 

So, really, it should read 

It had been a good successful season, in that he’d had a good run of lucrative contracts that he’d actually gotten paid for, but he’d also had to deal with a variety of very unpleasant people and sticky situations, and he had some new scars, he’d had to regrow half his teeth*, and he badly, badly needed a respite. 

* Yeah I know that in Innermost Depths Jaskier and Yennefer speculate that Geralt takes such good care of his teeth because they won’t grow back if they fall out but it turns out they’re both wrong. They do grow back. Geralt just really hates the way his mouth tastes when he hasn’t brushed his teeth.

But since I can’t be arsed to remember how to do HTML anymore, it’s just a clunky [see endnote].

documenting our weird times

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The kids just went out to wait on the sidewalk because there’s a parade. all the teachers are driving down the various streets of the town in their cars so they can wave out the windows to their students. a fire engine led the way with its siren on. the teachers are honking. most of the cars are decorated, sparingly, with a balloon or two and some streamers. some have signs. “WE MISS YOU”. “STAY SAFE”. 

The kids were really excited to maybe glimpse their teachers. Everyone’s honking horns. The parade is going about 35 mph. I don’t know if teachers are stopping when they see their own students, but it might be dangerous if they did, because the cars are pretty widely spaced but going normal traffic speed. 

They planned a route so they could go by most of the students’ houses.

If you live in this town and don’t have a kid in the school you must be really confused right now because there’s a lot of honking and the fire engine is going up and down every single street.

It’s also snowing, for the record, but not heavily. 

I stayed inside. The car that had its back windshield covered with a sheet of posterboard that said “WE MISS YOU” on it made me tear up so I’m sitting alone in the back room so I can compose myself before the kids come back in. What a weird fucking time we’re living in. Is it ever going to be okay again?

[Sorry to be maudlin, it was a hard day in the baby mines. Miss 5-years-old had more than one meltdown today, and one of them sent her mother off the fucking deep end and I had to talk both of them down separately, and we just have no cope today.]

statistics

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Farmkid did a survey today, and surprisingly managed to get 42 responses. She and her mother tabulated the data when they still had 41. But, I present to you the results, before I explain, because it’s funnier if you read it in her handwriting. Yes, I participated, via text, and passed along the responses of everyone in my isolation bubble.

Image description: A sheet of notebook paper. At the top is written the title: “Is Your Butt Part Of Your Torso Or Legs?”

Under the title is a bar graph, in my sister’s handwriting, where the vertical axis is numbered 1-20, and the horizontal axis has the following options:
Torso -15
Legs - 20
Both - 5
Abstain - 1

Underneath that, in my niece’s handwriting (Farmkid is six and in first grade), the results are rather more messily tabulated in a horizontal bar graph inexpertly shaded in.

I was also texted a lovely color-coded pie chart of the results but as it was entirely in my sister’s handwriting i deemed it less charming than this image, which I share to you in the spirit of having something as lighter fare.

[Yes, we’re aware that medically this is a meaningless question, as the butt is the connection of the torso and legs and has numerous component parts which could be designated as belonging to one or the other or, mostly, serving to connect them, but this is a fun scientific exercise anyway just for the idea of how to handle data.]

Update: the 42nd vote that came in late was for “torso”, and the abstention was from another 6-year-old, for the record, not some adult who didn’t want to play along. Makes me feel better.