So rather than spend $80+ on an “electric hen” I just made one myself for about $15. Basically, it’s a heat mat (facing down) built into a sloped stand creating this little pocket of heat so chicks can get in under it to get warm. Just like they do with a mama hen.
Added a bit of cardboard over the top because their birds, they will poop on it. And replacing that bit of cardboard is easier than cleaning the heat mat.
if you need binders/breast forms/makeup/etc but don’t want your parents to know, now is the best time to get it.
you can order whatever it is online and when the package comes in if the ask what it is you can say something like “it’s a secret!” or even just sssh them. they’ll assume it’s a present for whatever holiday you celebrate and probably won’t press the issue.
oh my god this is amazing
I normally don’t reblog stuff like this but this is a very important life hack!
make sure you actually buy a present though or else this is all going to fall apart. it doesn’t have to be expensive, e.g. a “best dad” mug, socks, a bath bomb, multi-tool variations of everyday objects, soap, tea, a candle, et cetera.
anyway Sherlock Holmes is public domain so catch me writing a story in which Holmes’ seemingly timeless nature and is explained in canon as Holmes being a restless preternatural entity discovered (summoned?) by the original Dr. Watson, who acted as its companion/custodian as it careened around doing the only thing that could preoccupy its wildly inhuman mind, ie, getting all up in people’s business and freaking them out with how much shit it knows.
the Holmes entity can die, but always reappears within a generation and without fail seeking out the latest in the Watson line. the Watsons, grown savvy over time, and now devote much of their time to a.) preparing the younger members of the family for Holmes’ inevitable return or b.) desperately trying to get the hell out of dodge and live a normal life before it can happen to them as well.
just uuuuh. like a very knowing story about the inevitability of the Holmes and Watson story, centered a creepily inhuman Holmes and the long-suffering family who have spent more than a century documenting it.
This is so so so good
well damn Kayla, positive reinforcement is my biggest weakness and now I have to write it
OOO THESE BOTH MAKE ME SO ANXIOUS. I guess theoretically a volcano because then at least I wouldnt have to worry about getting the Bends every time I wanted to go to the grocery store
I think there’s an inverse relationship between the acessability (at least in terms of ‘can I google maps this’ and not ‘ADA Compliance’) of supervillain lair and the badassedry of the villain involved- a villian with a hideout in an easily-enterable skyscraper in the middle of downtown is milqetoast at best and could probably be taken out by calling thier mom and letting her yell at them for a minute.
Volcano Villain tho? That’s a gentleperson with some chutzpah there and they’re definitely more than capable of throwing hands, maybe even telekinesis and probably dresses better than you ever could.
It follows then that the MOST inacessible lair hosts the most Badass Bastard ever to live, so if you’re looking for either the fight of your life or to make your mark on the world of villiany, you’d pick out the Most Inaccesible Lair Possible, namely
A N U N D E R S E A V O L C A N O
We’re not even gonna consider outer space here?
Consider: We’ve sent humans to the moon. We sent humans to the moon before we figured out the internet. We regularly send humans from all over the world up to a space station to go do science and occasioanlly make excellent music videos. We’ve actually got the tech to make space fairly accessible, but we’re being held up by our collective bad habit of electing lower primates to politcal office so that’s bungled funding a bit.
ON THE OTHER HAND, WE’VE NEVER SENT A HUMAN TO A DEEP-SEA VOLCANO. We can barely send robots there., and then, only briefly before they start to fall apart due to the crushing pressure, corrosive chemicals, massive temperature flutuations and general hostility of the are to anything but tube worms and the crabs that love them.
The deepest a human has gone is 7 miles, didn’t happen until 2012, hasn’t happened since, and was into the comparatively stable Marianas Trench, which is ONLY cold and full of terrible pressure, so unlike a Deep Sea Vent, they didn’t have to worry about the sub melting, or corroding from the sulphiric acid gushing out of those vents. additionally, it was just James Cameron who is honestly probably some kind of Merman, and a bunch of Marine Biologists, who are definitely stretching the definition of “Human”
Conclusion: A Deep-Sea Vent is WAY harder to get to than the moon.
counterpoint: how the fuck you gonna get down there to build the thing? it’d be badass if you could, but you gotta do the thing first.
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