A campus news report
English added by me :)
I was thinking about all the stories of exploited workers explaining that they can’t leave work even if they’re sick, prompted by coronavirus concerns & I was thinking about when I was a *part time* librarian at a community college and was made responsible for making ALL college IDs for students and staff and how once I called in sick for 2 days (unpaid because no benefits but I took the pay cut to stay home) and when I got back I had panicked emails from my boss who had gotten panicked emails from their boss who had gotten a swarm of panicked calls from people who hadn’t received IDs cause no one took any photos or processed or printed them for a week (cause I was only scheduled like 3 days a week to begin with) & therefore people couldn’t register for classes or in some cases even get in the building, and an emergency meeting was called where I had to explain how I got so far behind. Because they had no one else who knew how to perform this vital function to the college except a part time, unbenefitted person working in the campus library, and just relied on the assumption that I would never call in.
I’m sure none of the students realized how absolutely dysfunctional their college was. They probably thought the delay was some sort of disorganized bureaucratic nightmare, which would have been a valid theory. But no, it was 1 worker who was sick for 2 days and it brought the whole functioning of the college down.
People really don’t understand how precarious literally everything is. So much relies on the sacrifice of exploited labor, and the precarity only reveals itself when someone in that position refuses to provide that sacrifice
I like how it’s filmed like a debunking video even if a lot of them are pretty cool sleight of hand.
Bruce Wayne: Give me one good reason why you had to stab him.
Jason Todd: Because of what he said.
Bruce Wayne: What did he say?
Jason Todd: ‘What are you going to do, stab me?’
When I was in middle school there was some sort of contest or something–I think it was an art contest?–and the name of the contest was “Imagine…that!” Yes, with the ellipses in the middle. My younger brother and I used to make a game of how long a pause we could do between saying “Imagine” and then finishing with “that!”
I told him I was going to wait until he was 35 and say “That!” and he said I’d never remember.
Anyway I’m now 36 and he’s 33 so I’ve only got a few more years to close out the longest sibling rivalry competition of my life. Wish me luck.
4 more days until he turns 35! I sent him this on Discord:
Okay so it’s tomorrow and I now have a dilemma.
Do I do it via chat or on the phone??? If I do it on the phone I can’t show you here what happened, but if I type the end of the sentence that I began out loud 25 years ago, will it still count as finishing the sentence??? I really want to share since this post kind of blew up and I get the feeling some of you might want to know what happened. I guess I could just type up what happened…
Of course at this point there’s a very good chance that he won’t remember at all and this will be a very boring and anti-climactic victory. But I’ll still count it as a victory.
The amount of you who have followed me just for the outcome of this situation is unnerving lol. It’ll be tomorrow. I’ll do it over the phone which means I’ll have to do it after he and I are both off work. I’ll update with the results after the call. I hope he remembers.
Now if we start making “Imagine…that!” into a meme…we could truly haunt him forever!!!
UPDATE part 1:
I called him! Also did my best to transcribe while we talked (I had him on speaker lol). I didn’t get all of it but I got the gist.
So first I wished him a happy birthday, then I said “Now I’m going to remind you of our past.”
Bro: “Yeah, I’ve been very intrigued, what is this??”
Me: “I’m going to finish a sentence I started 25 years ago.”
Bro: “Twenty five? God damn!”
Me: “Well, approximately 25, I can’t remember exactly when this happened, but yeah. You ready?”
Bro: “Hit me.”
Me: “Okay. Here’s the last word of the sentence. THAT!”
Bro: “Just the word ‘that’.”
Me: “Yep. Do you remember?”
Bro: “I…have the very faintest tingle of semi-recognition…but I might just be making that up. What is the first word of the sentence?”
Me: “How about I let you ponder it for a bit. Holler at me on Discord when you get back from your birthday shenanigans.”
Bro: “Hahaha, okay, good deal.”
At this moment he is amused and confused, but he’s going out with some friends and will get back to me later. At that time if he hasn’t remembered the context I’ll give it to him. I suspect he won’t, at least not until I remind him, but at the very least he seems entertained, and honestly that’s all I’m going for: make him laugh on his birthday. I’ll update you again after we chat!
ASDFKLAJSDFAEWAIPJD NVCA HE FURCKING REMBMERD!!!!!!!!!!!!!
UPDATE 2: Conclusion
Okay so turns out he didn’t QUITE remember completely but it still made me really happy. I called him back when he got home and basically this was the exchange (the last reblog was when we were still talking, when he said he thought he remembered but before he said he might not lol)
Me: “Did you remember?”
Bro: “No, it rings a really faint bell but I don’t know why.”
Me: “Okay so let me give you the first word of the sentence: Imagine.”
Bro: “Imagine that?”
Me: “No. Imagine, dot dot dot, that.”
Bro: “…okay that does ring a bell. What is that?”
I explained it to him and he laughed and at first he was like omg I think I do remember that and then he said “Okay so honestly I’m not sure if I actually remember or if it’s just so very much something we would do that I have convinced myself I remember. But either way that’s fantastic.”
Me: “I actually wasn’t 100% sure if I was supposed to say it when you turned 35 or when I turned 35.”
Bro: “Did you ponder it on your 35th birthday? Decide to hedge your bets and play it safe for another 3 years?”
Me: “YES! Here’s a post I made on tumblr 2 years ago” (showed him this post)
Bro: (laughing again) “Well good god damn. Congratulations? I guess? That’s some real dedication right there.”
Me: “So I think I win!!”
Bro: “Yeah you sure as hell do!” (laughing still)
Me: “The tumblr post has over 20k notes now fyi. People are invested.”
Bro: “Oh shit. Should I pretend I remembered more clearly to make it funnier for tumblr?”
LOL So he did sort of remember at least, or at least it sounds so much like something we’d do that he convinced himself he remembers XD Anyway it was delightful. Thanks for coming along for the ride, I hope it wasn’t too anticlimactic for anyone! Bro really hopes it’s still funny and says if not he can pretend he remembered to make a better post for y’all XD
Those mods that replace female characters with male characters in games but keep the female animations really highlight how fucking insane and ridiculous the animations for women in video games usually are
Serious spine injury someone take that thing to the vet!
White boy off the shits!!
It looks perfectly normal on Link because he's just like that
the bad news is that my mom was sad that her eggplants haven’t been growing; however, it turns out that the reason her eggplants haven’t been growing is because her eggplants were actually spinach. The good news is that her spinach is growing very well. She was also sad that her peppers haven’t been growing either, but it turns out that the peppers were actually eggplant. And I’m happy to report that the eggplant is also growing very well.
oh my god apparently the ominous-sounding foreign language lyrics being sung over the cartoon batman theme in mask of the phantasm isn't latin at all:
For those who want the "Latin" lyrics used in Mask of the Phantasm, there is an amusing and fascinating anecdote. Shirley Walker tells the story.
As you know, the music team is rushing to the finish line as a film is in its final dub phase. Even the known orchestrators are not always given the credit they so justly deserve for insuring the timely execution (so to speak) of the score. I've become tired of fighting for credits for the support team that helps pull me through the final throes of recording and mixing my scores.
The choir for Masks gave me the opportunity to rectify this terrible situation. I made a chart by number of syllables of every music persons name backwards to use in creating the language you hear. 'Oh Nahlim Mot!', the phrase the score begins with, is Tom Milano, the music editor of most of my features, whom I originally worked with doing the Flash TV series.
You get the idea. It was working so well, I realized that I would need to include some of the film producers and executives at Warner Bros. After all, they were paying for my little inside joke. People do like to be included in these sorts of things. I had to lie to the Warner Bros. legal department person who called to ask me what the language was and what was being said.
They certainly didn't want to be a party to me saying "screw Warner Bros." in Danish. I told them it was an obscure nonsensical choral language that existed only in out of print orchestration books.
I think I actually spent more time on my plot than I did on the score during the week I was preparing the choral cues. It was quite fun to see the looks on peoples faces, as they realized what they were hearing. Only two people had deciphered the puzzle by the time we recorded the choir. It was very difficult for the singers to sing the strange words. I'm sure they would
have had more fun doing it, had I been able to include them in the joke too.
While I was mixing the score, I had Bobby Fernandez (Zed-nahn-fur E-Bob) record the choir accappella onto a seperate DAT, ostensibly for my sample reel. The look on Tom's face as he began to suspect what I had done was well worth the whole deception. He finally turned to me and said "You didn't do what I think you've done, did you?".
The rest is history. Everyone on the music team has a tape of the singing of their names (we transfered to 1/4" tape and played it backwards; the old "back-masking" trick).
(x) i am losing my goddamn mind this is so funny
