Always Go For The Head

reblog to slap her bald head

Nah, fr, I love having friends that send me posts that they find at the same time as they add them to a several day long queue. It's like having a subscription to a newsletter of specifically curated content that I enjoy, but with the added benefit that I know it's coming from someone who thought of me and cares to share those things.

isometric rooms, 2021 + 2023

sorry to keep baristaposting but i have to share the conversation i just had

Reblog if you 100% okay with a transgender person correcting you if you accidentally misgender them or use their dead name.

please do

This is frustrating.

I love the comparison, but I hate how they are comparing.

They are acting like she is using optics to give herself an advantage. But the device she is wearing is just for comfort and essentially does the same thing as closing one eye and squinting the other.

The little thing over the left eye is basically like an eye patch.

And the thing over her right eye is a mechanical iris, like in a camera lens, but it is NOT a lens.

Different lighting environments are going to be brighter or darker and you may have to squint more or less to let in the same amount of light into your eye. Squinting allows the shooter to get the sharpest possible vision in order to shoot a bullseye the size of a 12-point Times New Roman period.

But if you have to squint for hours for practice and in competition, this can strain your face muscles and become uncomfortable. So this iris basically squints for you.

It's more like wearing comfortable shoes so your feet do not hurt than a lens magnifying the target and giving an advantage.

Both athletes have access to these items. One felt more comfortable without them. The other didn't feel like getting a muscle cramp from squinting all day.

Either would have shot the same if they had or had not used these devices.

Just a funny difference in gear preference.

I should also add, the Turkish dad is the only one using lenses.

Reblog to kill it faster

The little demons of grief came to live with me, in the space between the shadows and the floor.

I can't hear what they're telling me, even though I try.