holy shit holy SHIT you guys I was just examining my many lovely climbing bruises in the mirror after I showered and I realized that when I flex my arms I now have VISIBLE BICEPS

this has never happened to me before, I feel so fucking powerful

I just remembered one time last december I was walking my parents’ dog, who is is basically feral when outdoors, and who was blatantly ignoring me in favor of crashing through the underbrush with great abandon. She was showing no signs of following me or even bothering to pause when I called her name, and I got so fed up with this flagrant disrespect that I mustered up my very best coyote voice acting skills and snarled as threateningly as possible. 

that dog shot back to my side like a heat-seeking missile and cowered behind my legs, looking around nervously for the approaching coyote while I lost my shit laughing at her

new favorite brand of humor:

nausicaaharris:

mixing different kinds of scales, such as:

  • The Scoville-Schmidt scale, for measuring how many wasps you can eat
  • The Schmidt-Fujita scale, for measuring wasp storms
  • The Kinsey-Kardashev scale, for measuring how gay a civilization is
  • The Mohs-Scoville scale, for how measuring hard a pepper is
  • The Mohs-Kinsey scale, for measuring how glam you are
  • The Kardashev-Scoville scale, for measuring how civilized a pepper is

I’m trying to find reference images for a close-up view of the canopy in a mature douglas fir forest and I’ve stumbled upon the world of ‘climbing arborists’

….ie people who go up trees on ropes for a living, often with chainsaws