Crownprinceknut - Knut

@lovers-teeth get peer reviewed idiot (affectionate)!

its finally warm enough for me to go swimming at my local lake

IT'S SEAL TIME BABEY

(detail from ‘The Incredulity of Saint Thomas Secular Version’ c. 1602 by Caravaggio)

Henry Ossawa Tanner's depiction of the Annunciation will always be my absolute favourite but I really do think there is something so ethereal and endearing about his study before the official artwork was completed.

The way Mary sits with almost no visible features but you can still tell that her hands are clasped in prayer- the angel Gabriel manifesting as a single stroke of light as the paint and room seems to contort around him. Easily one of the all timers.

Jewish Literacy, Rabbi Joseph Telushkin. Image taken from @gnnosis post

NO ONE knows how to use thou/thee/thy/thine and i need to see that change if ur going to keep making “talking like a medieval peasant” jokes. /lh

They play the same roles as I/me/my/mine. In modern english, we use “you” for both the subject and the direct object/object of preposition/etc, so it’s difficult to compare “thou” to “you”.

So the trick is this: if you are trying to turn something Olde, first turn every “you” into first-person and then replace it like so:

“I” →  “thou”

“Me” →  “thee”

“My” →  “thy”

“Mine” →  “thine”

Let’s suppose we had the sentences “You have a cow. He gave it to you. It is your cow. The cow is yours”.

We could first imagine it in the first person-

“I have a cow. He gave it to me. It is my cow. The cow is mine”.

And then replace it-

“Thou hast a cow. He gave it to thee. It is thy cow. The cow is thine.”

YOU! I like you...

*forcefully adopts you*

Not if I adopt you first!

East coast counties are so small because they were made so nobody in the county had to ride a horse for more than a day to get to do government business.

Midwest counties are often square because of the homesteading act. Everything was cut into square pieces of land for a while to make it easier to distribute.

Western counties are just big. Nobody in there. Had to draw lines somewhere. Trains exist now they’ll figure it out

The gender euphoria of having just a bit of rough stubble on your chin. Short and blunt - a clean look overall, but with a subtle touch of disheveled masculinity poking through. That's what it's all about. :-]

2002 Michigan Renaissance Festival

Wiener Dog in Armor

There are a fair few faux feminist statements I hate, but “We are the daughters of the witches you couldn’t burn” is one of them.