#rip dino donut...

[heybiji]

boy who is secretly partially responsible for the death of dino donut is forced to wear a dino donut shirt and also has to ask the owner of said shirt for a favor

quick doodle of a scene from the MASKS game i'm running (characters are westley/the delinquent played by jd and adrian/the doomed played by dallie)

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

Random pokemon episodes i got to watch as a kid bc my neighbor had them on VHS and i still vaguely remember them

1.) kid gets lost is adopted by those dino kangaroo pokemon and then his family finds him and ends up in the kangaroo pouch too. found family!!!

2.) this rock is HAUNTED! and STRAIGHT!!! team ash brock misty and the rockets (buy our talismans!) go to a festival (buy our talismans!) near a rock overlooking the sea (buy our talismans!) that has a shrine dedicated to the girl who supposedly (buy our talismans!) turned into the rock while waiting for her lover to (buy our talismans!) return and now she's a GHOST (buy our talismans!) and brock and james get seduced by her (buy our talismans!) but not ash bc he's like 10 and not misty or jessie bc (buy our talismans!) the gastly pretending to be the maiden is sticking to her character traits (buy our talismans) of being straight while using her story (buy our talismans!) to get tourists to buy it's anti-ghost talismans, which the real ghost doesn't mind at all bc they are besties (buy our

3.) ponyta is so cool and rapidash is EVEN COOLER ash tries not to get burned to a crisp alive while riding them during a race

4.) jessie and james pretend our heroes just won a lottery by being the number whatever people to enter a city, james is in drag for this of course, they capture our heroes, get ignored by them via security cameras, and pikachu hurts them. there was probably more to the episode than that but i can't remember what

5.) this is mankey. he likes "jelly donuts" and ash's hat, which ash sent in like a million postcards to win. this is primeape. primeape is gonna kick your ass forever

6.) uhhhh abracadabra this girl is turning people in to dolls, also she's not real, also we need a ghost pokemon for this, also suddenly i feel like im in an indiana jones movie. also. "it's a STAR~" "ARGH!!"

7.) let's go get some ghost pokemon! Ash and Pikachu are dead now. let's cry over their bodies a bit. no wait. they're back

8.) butterfree goes free and im crying, im crying into the sunset as my tears glint in the last light of the sun and our friendship i just found out about bc im not watching this show in order. the music in this scene is very of it's time and also it's killing me, it's ripping my heart out. is the pink butterfee a shiny or just Girl? there are too many air balloons here. brock ships the pokemon

9.) we're back at the girl who makes people into dolls and it turns out she just needed to lighten up and laugh at bit. I think there's a fairytale about that. anyway, congrats on freeing this place from cosmic horrors or whatever, ash has a new badge which is all we care about. on to the next gym!

10.) get in the pokeball psyduck. stop having headaches psyduck. psyduck sucks. psyduck uses ELDRICH BLAST. misty loves her psyduck and wouldn't trade it for the world (now it can do murder) also i think there was some really weird architecture in this one

11.) can we all be nice to ditto....? can we all PLEASSE be nice to ditto and their eternal ._. face they are TRYING THEIR BEST!!!!!

[bright-side-of-the-moon]

to jacks:

OH NO! i laughed way too hard at "is what i wouldve said" forgive me. it happens to the best of us. rip jacks' work.

HI TOAST :D!! DONUT SENDS LIL FROGGY HUGS x

to neeks:

oh yah nico is permanently banned from ever going anywhere near a stove top. the salvaged remains of the cookies didnt even taste good (he tried to add more sugar to make them sweeter but that just threw off the balance and made them dry and crumbly. thank u chemistry)

leo and nico are the now the sole 2 members of the kitchen fire hazard club :) percy is also banned because he somehow managed to get blue food colouring on the ceiling :)

to mike:

how was first week at camp? hope youre settling in alright. i might make some (dino shaped) sandwiches today, do you have any favourite fillings? SHARK BISCUITS >:D

from hilal ^-^

dividers by me lol. be nice i have no idea what im doing XD

UPDATES FOR THE GHOST KING DI ANGELO AND JACKS BLOGS!!!

Jacks:

First to business, the running fanfic is going well. Is what I would've said if I hadn't already completely finished it, forgot to save it online, and post it the day afterwards, and had my beautiful work of art's progress deleted faster than Trophonius cutting off Agamethus' head.

Long story short, I have to restart it, beginning from the very shoddy middle again.

Jacks is very upset that I haven't told the edited version of their life recently.

Toast says Hi :)

Nico:

The Nico di Angelo blog is running smoothly and on rhythm as normal

Keep tagging him in anything and everything that reminds you of him (I really like replying to all of them in my very short, small amount of time I have in the morning (which is around 45 minutes of freetime on a good school day))

Nico and Hazel have decided to feed Arion a golden apple from the three-legged death race. It did not go very well, at all.

Nico is banned from cooking in the Hestia Cabin, due to him burning it halfway down, saying, and I quote, "Make these cookies as fiery as The River Phlegethon."

Mike:

I have decided to do news for all three of my outlets of content creation on Tumblr, on Mr. McDonut's blog over here.

Gaslight, Gatekeep, Girlboss, Girly Go.

Slay, and all that jazz (idk what to do anymore)

Pirate song for today:

Ferryman, By Shayfer James and Will Wood

[krumbine]

Thoughts on 35: Birthdays in the Time of the Pandemic

The pandemic has taken T-Rex Cafe from me on my birthday.

It was a fledgling, two-year-run of a tradition but I honestly don’t give a shit. And not because I was ‘just’ there earlier this year for a much-needed dino/LEGO-themed catch-up with an out-of-town friend.

This would have been the year that the T-Rex Cafe tradition evolved into the Dinosaur World tradition (DID YOU SEE WHAT I JUST DID THERE?!) — Dinosaur World is an extraordinarily out-of-place Florida attraction found in a corner of the Sunshine State that’s closer to Tampa than Orlando. The Plant City (actual city name) location is great, because it might just be far enough outside the bubble of the Plastic City (not the actual city name) that it wouldn’t be suffocated to death by His Holy Mousiness.

Not that any of that matters.Dinosaur World is an open-air attraction with paths that weave through a foliage-dense park. It’s home to a single animatronic set-piece tucked away in a sad-looking museum that’s not winning any awards (the animatronics or the museum).

Please don’t think I’m underselling it. Dinosaur World is glorious.

It’s clear that the animatronics aren’t the star of the attraction — that designation goes to the massive dinosaur sculptures that litter the jurassic park. These dense, solid constructs have been fabricated across decades and it’s a joy going from a modern, somewhat realistic representation of a dinosaur to an older, derpy sculpture that just so happens to be the exact, anantomicaly-incorrect image you conjure when you find yourself thinking the words ‘Dinosaur World’.

Again, I am not bullshitting you even in the slightest: it is glorious.

The best part, by any measure of bestness, is the gift shop — and this is speaking as a dude who lives in Orlando metro, the global epicenter of that other pandemic afflicting the globe: gift shops. It’s so bad here that new strains of gift shops have evolved that no longer require a host attraction. In the Orlando area, you can find gift shops that are located at the exit of other gift shops.

Again, I am not bullshitting you even the slightest: the Dinosaur World gift shop bests all other gift shops with its tiny, useless clappers-not-slappers arms tied behind its back.

Generally speaking, I stand immune to senseless purchases of molded plastic that, generally, serve to only collect dust.

But in the Dinosaur World gift shop? I laugh in the face of budgets.

I’ll take this massive Spinosaurus. And that ill-fitting Dinosaur World cap. And that ridiculously amazing piece of framed lenticular art where the T-Rex foot LITERALLY LEAPS OUT OF THE PICTURE. Oh, and a couple of plush. Okay, sure, a few more plush for the niece and nephew, too.

This gift shop is big, unreasonably so. It has all the staples: dinosaur toys of every stripe, t-shirts, decorations, books, and even jewelry.

It. Is. Glorious.

I’m not going to Dinosaur World or its gift shop for my birthday, but on the other hand, I’m not going anywhere for my birthday. And I honestly don’t give a shit.

I’m personally in Week 4 of The Great American Quarantine but Florida as a whole only officially went into lockdown last Friday. This has created a fascinating dichotomy in the state — people like me who are old hats at this thing (yes, I know others have been in quarantine for long) and those who are just now experiencing life-stuck-at-home.

Here’s the thing: I’ve never felt stuck. I bought my house for a reason and I’m more than happy to work from it and avoid leaving it. Don’t get me wrong, my new-to-quarantiners, there IS an adjustment period. And depending on your life and who you are, maybe you never get out of the adjustment period.

Me, I usually take about two-to-three weeks to adjust to anything.

So as newcomers reach ‘peak quarantine’, I find my emotional self mostly equalized to pre-pandemic levels of dyspeptic misery and abject hopelessness, occasionally sidelined by the pure undiluted joy of creating a cool video or losing myself in a cathartic piece of writing.

I am not a ‘happy person’ and the mere notion abhors me. Not in respect to your own happiness, of course — you should be whatever flavor of happy you want, rock your-goddamn-happy socks off and go nuts. But me? That’s not my baseline and never was in 35 years. 

Life can be a miserable shit show and some people just needed a pandemic to see it.

Those moments of pure bliss I sometimes get to enjoy? Here’s what comes next: I finish project — which is a postpartum shit show in itself — and then I put that moment of bliss online where, generally speaking, no one seems to care.

Okay, look, I know it sounds like I’m sitting here on my 35th birthday complaining that nobody pays any attention to my creative work, but I’m not. I’m sitting here I’m on my 35th birthday complaining that nobody pays any attention to my creative work AND FOR SOME REASON THIS STILL SENDS ME IN A FUCKING SPIRAL DECADES INTO THIS GAME probably because the spiral was immediately preceded — as mentioned — by that fleeting moment of actual bliss, a genuine happy distraction for the professional unhappy person.

Really, I’m not complaining. Just sharing a little bit the depressed psychosis I call home.

It’s just me, myself, and my abyss. That’s the title to an unfinished song I was writing for the ukulele. I’ll get around to it.

But here’s the point: for me (and all those millions like me — you know who you are) the abyss (*cough* MY abyss) is always there. Always has been. Old buddy, old chum. I’m not always in it and most days it’s not even a passing consideration …. but I know it’s ALWAYS there.

Kinda how the abyss works.

So I don’t know whether to laugh at or feel bad for all those happy people in quarantine who are crashing down and just now getting a good glimpse at the dyspeptic misery and abject hopelessness of the world. 

For a lot of us, this gets worse. Maybe emotionally. Maybe physically. Maybe economically. 

For some of us, it’s always been this bad. Maybe emotionally. Maybe physically. Maybe economically. 

The advice from this professional unhappy person: figure out what brings you bliss, that thing you can lose yourself in, even if briefly, and commit. Be unapologetic. For me, it’s dinosaurs, animation, video editing, technology, and LEGO. If I can combine all those things, that’s a pretty happy distraction from the looming abyss. At least for a little while.

On the other hand, if you still have positivity exploding out of your asshole right now …. um, okay? Good for you? I don’t know if you’re stubbornly blind to reality or if we’re just wired that differently, but whatever. You do you, just don’t expect us unhappy people to get on your level. There aren’t enough spoons in the world for that shit.

A few more bits of advice from your future depressed quarantine avatar: fix your personal relationships and be selfish as shit. I’m 35 and twice-divorced, which means I’m lucky enough to be stuck at home right now with someone who understands every single beat of this post. I’m trapped inside with someone who adds to those moments of creative bliss, as opposed to being indifferent to them or — worse still — detracting from them.

Whatever your relationship issues, rip the fucking bandaid and deal with your shit because if you don’t, well, you’ll be quarantined with it. So sayeth the 35-year-old twice-divorced, professional unhappy Krumbine.

Life’s good. Sometimes. Mostly it’s a shit sandwich. But that’s okay, too. Because dinosaurs. And LEGO. And creating cool shit.

And donuts.

Yes, I think today would be a good day for donuts. 

Stay quarantined, my friends.

Love, Krumbine

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Jordan Krumbine is a professional video editor, digital artist, and creative wizard currently quarantined in Kissimmee, Florida. When not producing content for the likes of Visit Orlando, Orlando Sentinel, or AAA National, Jordan is probably yelling at a stubbornly defective Macbook keyboard, tracking creative projects in Trello, and animating quirky videos with LEGO and other various toys.

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[minaland]

Svt as types of customers you've served before.

i love this question so much. instead of just doing types of customers, i’m gonna do specific ones i’ve had because that’s more fun. let’s go.

coups: the guy who made eye contact with me through the front windows as he called to explain that he ordered takeout but couldn’t come inside to get it because he brought a little puppy with him and politely requested that i bring it out to him (he let me play with the puppy for a minute and also tipped me 30%)

jeonghan: that one lady that came back to return her takeout ribs because she didn’t like the free sides that she chose and claimed, “i own a restaurant so i know.”

josh: so this group of 6 teenage boys came in and were super awkward and one of them left a weird little plastic panda charm thing that he probably found on the ground outside as part of the tip. that kid.

jun: the guy who called to place a takeout order and ordered a “choose burger” (our menu has a section where you can order either a burger or chicken sandwich and the heading is “choose burger or bird” and that’s really what this guy thought it was called)

hoshi: the kid who asked me to explain the “burgernut” (a burger on a glazed donut) 3 separate times then got so excited he ordered a second one to take home to his brother

wonwoo: the dude eating by himself and reading a newspaper at the end of the counter who overheard an old white guy mansplaining statistics about dog attacks to me and my female coworker and without looking up from his newspaper quietly said, “that guy was a douche,” as soon as the older guy left

woozi: the guy who showed up to a bbq restaurant, ordered 4 milkshakes, then left right before they were ready because he got tired of waiting

dk: that kid who accidentally locked himself in the bathroom and couldn’t figure out how to get himself out so the manager had to break in to get him

mingyu: the tiny kid who got on all fours to wipe the floor with her napkin while she waited for her food to come out because she thought she was helping

minghao: the couple that only started coming in years ago because they were both cheating on their spouses and had to go to restaurants an hour away from where they lived. they’ve since divorced their partners and married each other but they still drive an hour every couple weeks because we as a staff supported their adulterous behavior bc they were cute together. they bring cheesy bread for us

seungkwan: the lady who got soup with her takeout order and spilled it in her car when she got to her house, then called to complain that the soup “wasn’t properly secured” when she got it, and drove all the way back to get a refund (and a new soup)

vernon: the guy who put the name of the restaurant in his gps because he knew it was on his way to his buddy’s house in the next state, only to realize he’d driven a whole hour to end up at the wrong location and still had another hour and a half drive to go,,, rip

dino: the guy who tipped me a coupon for a free taco at my favorite korean mexican fusion restaurant 

+ bonus because i have to include this guy but nobody in svt fits:

taehyung: the guy who came in for dinner with his family and ordered 3 cups of coffee, a specialty quesadilla that comes with pulled chicken, thick cut bacon, and jalapeno honey sauce, but substituted bleu cheese for the sauce