Kirby; 25; This blog will contain anything that I deem relevant to my blog which includes, but is not limited to, video games, Marvel things, Batman shit, anime, crappy jokes, or just anything really. Twitter: anxious_kirby
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"Walking with a friend in the dark is better than walking alone in the light"
TIL astronaut Jack Schmidt discovered he was allergic to moon dust, which is a thing millions of other people have probably gone their whole lives never knowing.
Imagine being one of only twelve guys ever to have the honour of walking on the moon and then when you get there you’re allergic to it.
NASA scientist: you’re back early
Jack Schmidt: moon’s an allergen
NASA scientist: …what?
Jack Schmidt, loading an epipen and climbing back into the shuttle: moon’s an allergen
if one in twelve humans who have been on the moon was allergic to moon dust, that’s either a one-in-a-million chance or a VERY common allergy
The fact that it’s such a statistically useless sample is DEFINITELY driving a handful of very specialized scientists absolutely crazy
oh this one i know! he’s not actually allergic and he’s not a statistical outlier. all twelve astronauts reported symptoms after stepping on the moon because lunar soil is fucking nasty to human (and presumably most complex life) biology. moon dust is like inhaling asbestos. it’s very fine, chemically reactive, and will hang around in your lungs for months, like a shitty inhaled cloud of glass. which, as it’s mostly silicon, it kind of is. glass powder that is ripping up your airways and possibly your dna. see again: like asbestos
old people love to be named shit like “willa mae” or “ginnie lou”
i had an uncle who was just named “T. C.” literally just the letters T and C, it didn’t stand for anything. he got his “real” name when he joined the army and they said he couldn’t do that, so they named him Tony
sometimes people are absolutely WILD about comments, acting like the idea that they shouldn’t be a jerk is a violation of their first amendment rights
last week i read a fic i HATED. it was well written and highly recommended and i wish i had never read it. hours of my life i will never get back.
i disagreed with: it’s interpretation on canon, it’s take on mental health, the social contract between loved ones, recovery, trauma, boundaries, and … more tbh
i could NOT stop thinking about how much i disagreed with it. me and this fic have philosophical differences so large i could give a ted talk and i was still super irritated about it days later.
so you know what i did?
i called up my friends and was like “you guys have no context but i’m going to bitch about this fic you haven’t read in this fandom you haven’t consumed for the next thirty minutes” and they were like “okay sure it’s a tuesday night, we’re in a pandemic, i have nothing better to do”
what did i not do?
leave a comment on this person’s fic because i’m a human person
we’ve got tv shows about people who pretend to be psychic but are just really observant. I want a tv show about someone who’s actually psychic but has to pretend to just be really observant.
the main character is just constantly having to bullshit their way through improbable Holmes-style deductions to explain how they know all the things that they’ve accidentally divined
Sidekick: That was amazing! How did you figure it out?
The detective, sweating bullets and trying to ignore the beaming ghost giving two thumbs up in the corner: Uh. Well. Air patterns? Yeah, there was something in the air patterns. Moved the dust. Left a trail. Obviously. Right there.
