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[hedgehog-moss]

Good news! I managed to find the last dandelions of the season :) I really thought I'd missed the window to harvest them this year; it's usually a late-April activity for me but it rained so much in the past couple of months, it just ruined my flower-harvest schedule.

The only dandelions left where I live are all in their wish-granting puffball phase, but I thought I'd try my luck at higher elevations—yesterday I called a neighbour who lives 150 metres higher, it went something like "Hello I would like to inquire about your dandelions and what stage of their life cycle they have reached." Neighbour told me if I hadn't introduced myself first she would have assumed I was a salesperson cold-calling to pitch a product ("You sounded so professional.") But she confirmed that she saw a few still-yellow dandelions during her last walk! Pandolf and I were immediately on our way.

Neighbour also told me that the cows were out in one of the pastures I was about to cross, but I didn't tell Pan, it was a surprise. He was so happy! Look at him bouncing his way towards them:

I was ready to call him back if the cows looked nervous, but instead more cows arrived to meet this visitor, to Pandolf's extreme delight (I had to call him twice before he deigned to stop greeting cows and join me on my dandelion search.)

Usually I just sit in a pasture covered with thousands of dandelions and I barely have to move to fill my basket, but in late May the harvestable dandelions are few and far between, so I had to walk long distances to find a couple here, a couple there—and I had to really inspect the tall grass, where they are much better-hidden than in April grass.

And guess what else I found in the tall grass?

A lion!

Worse! it's Texas :) I guess he is officially a recurring character. (Here's Texas' memorable introduction, for those who missed it.)

He makes Pandolf look small and scrawny!

I went to say hello to his owner but she wasn't home, so we returned to our dandelion field, followed closely by a suspicious Texas.

Sure, I'd scritched his ears and it was nice, but he's a diligent guard dog and unlike Pandolf he doesn't think friendly ear-scratching and malicious intent are two circles that can't overlap. But once I showed him my harvest he lost interest in us. Catching dandelion thieves is not in his job description.

Another animal I had to negotiate with were pollinators, who were clinging to the last few dandelions even though there were other wildflowers for them to feed from. They probably thought I was being similarly unreasonable with my single-minded focus.

I also found an adorable tiny spider in my harvest—she was dandelion-yellow and perfectly camouflaged to hunt insects in there! Here she is giving me a tiny spider high-five (or maybe angrily shaking her fist at me as I deprived her of this ideal hunting ground)

I let the llamas out to eat the weeds in my (still not planted) vegetable garden, like last week, as I started the long and meticulous process of destemming 400 dandelion flowers one by one. It started raining at some point but I had to stay outside to keep an eye on Pampe—it wasn't cold at all, and after the initial "oh no! rain" reaction, it started feeling pretty nice and meditative, sitting outside in the soft spring rain with the animals while preparing flowers.

I proudly told my mother that despite being one month late I managed to make 5 jars of dandelion honey just like last year, and she complained about shrinkflation seeing as I used significantly smaller jars than last year. I'm sorry but that's just called making clever use of packaging to meet unreasonable customer expectations in difficult times. Plus, I used 1 more lemon than usual in my recipe, so what this product lost in quantity it gained in quality. ("That's what they all say," she tutted)

(If my hen looks grumpy it's because she was sheltering from the rain under the table and I unceremoniously caught her and dropped her on top of it to enliven my photo. Not only did she get wet but she felt used, like a mere prop. She's back in her sheltered spot and it's been over 10min but you can still hear muffled resentful clucks when you walk past the table.)

[latinboxsports]

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[koopabeach]

Tumblr live was created exclusively for the takers, exploiters, and villains.

[daytura]

on Tumblr Live

The immediate functionality of Tumblr Live and it's design incongruence with the rest of the mobile app UI (paid credits, favorites vs. likes) signals me to some kind of acquisition of a company or a partnership with one. As it turns out, that's exactly the case: Tumblr is using Livebox.

[circuitisonori]

Quest’anno una buona opportunità per andare a Casa Sanremo e partecipare al “live box”. Sarà una manifestazione che si terrà in un teatro vicino all’ariston dove si canterà dal vivo e ci saranno diverse masterclass. Per informazioni contattateci in DM. #livebox #sanremo2023 https://www.instagram.com/p/ClyKuCbqmRR/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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[omg-snakes]

Thoughts on Crab Day

I support this idea and I'll be participating on July 29th.

I see a lot of folks saying things to the effect of, "don't reward Tumblr for making things worse/not listening to their userbase/not adding features I need-want-like." I also see a lot of posts saying that the organizers of Crab Day are TERFs, neo-Nazis, and/or ultraconservatives.

While I agree that TERFs and Nazis (neo and paleo) need to be yote into the sun, whoever started this idea was not wrong about the site needing money to continue operating. Tumblr is a business. That's how businesses work.

Now, they can get money from advertisers and monetization partners, or they can get it from users. If they get it from advertisers/investors, those parties have the opportunity to weigh in on features they think will generate more revenue... like Tumblr Live... which is objectively trash. Tumblr Live is powered by LiveBox, an add-on service provider that enables sites to host live streaming content to generate revenue. Tumblr is also trying to attract users from the X-Twitter exodus by making the interface more familiar to these users. Was this a bad idea? Yes. It's a desperate attempt to attract more users so as to increase ad views and generate more revenue. But, remember, Tumblr is a business. That's how businesses work.

For YOU (and me!), Tumblr is a community. It's a platform for our art. It's a meeting place for friends and like-minded individuals. It's a safe space for self-expression. It's the last mostly-unmonetized bastion of social media in a landscape dominated by influencers, hustlers, and data-miners. For TUMBLR STAFF, Tumblr is a service that they are trying to sell so that they can obtain money that they can then exchange for food, housing, repayment of student loans, etc. If they can't afford those things by selling you their services, then they will literally go do something else. Yes, Tumblr is indeed a business and not just a passion project. That's how businesses work.

So by buying things directly from Tumblr, like a $3 crab-summoning gift, and especially as part of a coordinated effort like Crab Day and/or Crab Week, you are telling Tumblr Staff that YOU are a CUSTOMER, not just a monetizable data point. We are, in a very distant sense, establishing ourselves as a body of influence. If Tumblr sees that we can and will do this en masse, they are more likely to treat us as contributors and potentially shareholders who need to be kept happy. We each have a vested interest in the continuation of this site, and we have a rare opportunity to show the specific value of that interest.

Also, for those who want more accessibility tools, this is a great way to get those implemented. Accessibility for web applications is a big, big business and toolkits and training for accessibility standards tend to cost quite a lot. Training for a single accessibility plug-in toolkit can cost around $2000 per user*. That's about 667 crabs. By participating in Crab Day, even just a little bit or even just spreading the word about it or even just allowing others to participate as they please without pitching a ragequit tanty about it, you can tell Tumblr staff that you're here as a customer, your voice needs to be heard, and your needs are important.

If this doesn't work, and Tumblr doesn't take their userbase seriously after we make a concerted effort to support them, then please by all means go back to whatever version of complaining makes you feel most satisfied. But just for now, let's try something new!

*based on actual costs of a web accessibility training program offered by the agency for which I work

[semena--mertvykh]

Le nom-du-père

1.

J'appréhende la délivrance du jury de fin d'année, son affreux décalage si instructif et déroutant et plein de dérision, chacun convoyant son propre espace-temps, chacun avec son poids d'affects sur la table : toi qui reviens de l'autre bout de l'univers, avec toute la poussière des espaces interstellaires sur ton sac à dos et tes dix mois sans dormir sur les paupières - et ta galaxie d'émotions qui a condensé le vécu d'un siècle dans une seule année, faisant de toi une balise folle qui s'est mise à émettre tous azimuts

et lui, pour qui tu es juste un nom sur une liste.

Qui pense à son problème de livebox, ou à réserver un week-end avec son cher et tendre pour fêter la nomination d'icelui et leur installation ensemble.

Et la possibilité qu'au moment où ils faisaient leurs cartons en se roulant des pelles, puis qu'ils baptisaient frénétiquement chaque pièce de leur petit nid d'amour, mon père délirait sous morphine et ne me reconnaissait plus et me demandait très courtoisement : "S'il vous plaît, pouvez-vous m'aider ?" parce qu'il s'était renversé du lait malté sur lui - des petites bouteilles que je lui ramenais parce qu'il n'arrivait plus à prendre autre chose - et sa joue était maculée de sang séché parce qu'en essayant de se redresser, il s'était arraché sa perfusion, et j'avais du mal à respirer hébétée de chaleur et de chagrin sur le parking de l'hôpital de Longjumeau, et le soleil se couchait derrière les peupliers de la moche cité HLM adjacente, et tout l'univers suffoquait de concert en se demandant comment j'allais faire pour reprendre la route, comment j'allais faire pour rentrer, comment j'allais faire pour continuer à vivre normalement - oui, cette perspective de eux deux s'envoyant en l'air ivres de prospérité au pire moment de mon existence adulte - laquelle a pourtant connu plus d'abysses que de sommets - a quelque chose d'hilarant vu d'une certaine distance. Les dieux doivent bien s'amuser avec nos espoirs, çà c'est c'est sûr.

2.

Tout est devenu circulaire et cohérent, cohérent comme la vie n'est jamais, tout, le deuil de l'université, qui est l'adieu à Sexy, qui porte la mort du père, laquelle n'aboutit qu'au renoncement à la vocation, qui mène au mauvais sort maternel, et on reprend tout depuis le début comme une révolution.

Éberluée devant cette nouvelle réalité que je n'arrive tout simplement pas à intégrer : un univers où mon père n'est plus là.

Pour le deuil je ne dépasse pas le stade de l'animal domestique, je continue à guetter le pas de l'autre dans l'escalier, mois après mois après mois après mois, sans me décourager.

3.

Dans mes poumons une collection de tracts, une année de tracts à rassembler sous l'intitulé :

Le vrai prénom est un génie dans sa bouteille ; il reste prisonnier et garde ses vœux en pleine charge sous un pseudonyme en bouchon.

[seluvian]

How long do you think @staff are going to continue paying Livebox to try to trick us into giving up more personal data? Does staff realize we're aware that the reason live can only be snoozed is cuz they hope when it pops up without warning, we'll click it without noticing?

How's that waste of money working out, guys? Is your live service a big success? Everyone using it?

[tiggertaylor]

I forgot how much I adore the 2006 livebox generation show, especially hungry like the wolf, JT's backing vocals are so SO prominent and I wish we heard that more often 😍

[radroller]

They call him Liveboxer bc he’s a box

[mrencyclopedia]

I can confirm that Tumblr Live does come back after 7 days but if you turn it off and back on again Tumblr Live goes away again.

Together we can defeat The Meet Group and Livebox.