In my soul and spirit I'm rejoicing with the 911 kiddos for their good fortune, but the true vector for spreading fannish enthusiasm on Tumblr is the gifset, and all the 911 gifsets seem to be of 2-3 absolutely identical dudes, so it's all very confusing. I don't know which one Buck is, but I guess he's going on dates with a guy who isn't the other main guy? I actually thought there were gays already, but what I'm learning is that those are the gays from a different show which is also 911, a show I was not even aware had a cinematic universe. Anyway I believe in my heart that all of this would feel less confusing to me if it were happening on a space ship, but people who watch procedurals deserve happiness and I'm not afraid to say it. God bless you and your 2-5 sturdy, indistinguishable white men.
the first state park job I ever had was really whacky because I was finishing up my associates degree volunteering at one state park for the guy who happened to do all the hiring for all the other parks in the whole state.
so days before graduation, when a seasoned naturalist pulled out of his position just weeks before the season started, the head of hiring was in a bind and asked me if I’d take the job bc well, he knew me and I was there and the park happened to be 20 minutes from my hometown. I said of course without truly understanding the scope.
I ended up completely in charge of the interpretive programming for two nearby state parks, with basically zero supervision. Think about any activity you’ve ever done at a state or national park—guided hike, nature walks, art, outdoor skills, paddling classes, archery, fishing programs, school field trips—that was all on me.
Once a month I would report all of my programs and attendance to the powers that be at state headquarters and hear nothing back. I just assumed I was doing a good job because I wasn’t fired.
I had as much fun as I did stress but you can imagine the pressure I felt & I was way more uptight than usual.
So when I made a mistake, I could really panic.
Once I tried to email a monarch butterfly specialist to ask him to come speak at one of my parks, and I accidentally emailed some man in an totally different country instead.
I had introduced myself as the park naturalist and he replied, “I’d love to see some “Naturalist” photos of you ; )”
I really panicked bc in my head I somehow figured that IT would read this exchange on my state park email and somehow conclude I was offering nudes internationally, so I responded something like, this was the wrong email NEVER CONTACT ME AGAIN!!!!!!!! (but very formal)
And he got back with a photo of the sunset outside his window and said, verbatim, bc I will always remember this, “Mallaidh Anne….relaxation….There are more things between heaven and earth. And our fates…”
It was somehow so mystifying that all the anxiety just evaporated from me. It made such little sense it completely neutralized the situation.
To this day whenever my sister and I are stressed because we don’t know what the fuck is going on we look at each other and say, “and our fates………..”
April 27th is International Crow and Raven Appreciation Day! My comic Crow time is pretty much stuffed to the brim with crows, so it's a good way to celebrate these goth little dudes.
one of the most challenging skills i've had to learn as an adult is the art of figuring out whether i'm proportionally annoyed with someone or just tired and overstimulated and looking for reasons to be pissed off
A pike jumped out of the water likely chasing prey and got stuck in a branch and died. Now, a bird has made a nest in its mouth. One of the most interesting things I’ve seen.
Hugo keeps telling us that Valjean has told people something , or said something Often, or was Often Heard to Say X . Given that Valjean is a pretty isolated person who barely speaks about the past even to Cosette, who does he keep talking to??