This is what the tea that was dumped into the Boston Harbor would have looked like. In the 1700s, tea was compressed into planks; a plank this size could last a person roughly a year. They would be bought in sections, and small slivers would be shaved off into the kettle every time somebody wanted to make a cup of tea.
this is also fucking neat but someone censored my fucking swearing so i have to fucking put it back in this thread like who the fuck does that kind of shit and can i throw their fucking tea in the ocean for it
That last comment made me realize this was back when you could edit someone else’s post
ya’ll headcanoning Miles shoplifting art supplies on the regular when canonically he can’t even get away with tagging a postal box with a removable sticker…is very sus…
Whites: so he uhhh is black…so they STEAL but he does it artistically….UwU
It shows they really want to apply racist stereotypes to miles even though it doesn’t make any sense whatsoever lol. First of all Miles is a good kid who would never steal and his family clearly has enough money to buy art supplies, even the expensive kind lol. And even if he wanted to steal something, you think Jefferson would let him get away with it?? Never have I heard someone headcanoning Spiderman as a thief. Spiderman, the friendly neighborhood hero who walks people home and stop people from robbing stuff, is gonna steal stuff from art stores????
miles wouldn’t steal anything ever. he’s too good a kid to
I have. A new recliner chair. It’s very comfy. but I am worried.
Mochi. Has decided that the best place to sleep is between my feet on the footrest. and when I have my laptop open I tend to. forget that he’s there.
I am going to dump him onto the floor.
Maybe not tonight, maybe not tomorrow night but Eventually He will end up rudely dumped onto the floor, like so much salad.
Pictured: a cat unaware of the fate probably rapidly approaching him, despite me telling him three times now. He is too comfy to care.
Question: You dump your salads on the floor? Why?
Comorbid ADHD and carpal tunnel have lead to a disorder that I like to call “clumsy bitch syndrome” wherin if I get distracted or grab something wrong I will just… Drop whatever I’m holding? For some reason my favorite salad bowl is a regular victim. Also happens to piles of laundry, the TV remote, and sometimes knives.
I have a strict policy of never holding babies.
G U E S S W H A T I D I D
Mochi is either very forgiving or very bad at cause and effect.
Two different socks, t w o d I f f e r e n t s o c k s, T W O D I F F E R E N T S O C K S
They live in my shoes most of the time, so they’re the same by the most useful metric (Thickness).
In other news,
I tried to give mochi a headscritch while he was on the stairs.
my stairs are basically carpet-covered slabs of wood, with no “backing” so you can see through them. They’re also directly above the stairs that go down to the basement, so there’s a bit of a drop.
mochi
rolled over for bellyrubs
and fell
through the stairs
about six feet
before rolling over mid-air and catching himself on the floor/ledge above the basement stairs, claws digging into the wood like mufasa during that one scene that fucked up everyone’s childhood.
Unlike Mufasa
Mochi is both strong and not predestined to die for narrative purposes
so he hauled his fat ginger ass up over the ledge as I got to the bottom of the stairs.
he stared at me.
I stared at him.
Mochi then bellowed his loudest and most victorious of cat bellows, and threw himself into my chair and rolled over for bellyrubs. Which i gave him.
i am afraid
as Mochi is a ginger like my husband his father
that my son may have inherited my Clumsy Bitch Disease
the nice thing about cats is they’re mostly immune to fall damage
