I'm Moxy. I play roller derby, crossfit, embroider, eat paleo, study religion, and get by.
[There is a] general principle of internet language these days that the more overwhelmed with emotions you are, the less sensical your sentence structure gets, which I’ve described elsewhere as “stylized verbal incoherence mirroring emotional incoherence” and which leads us to expressions like “feels,” “I can’t even/I’ve lost the ability to can,” and “because reasons.”
Contrast this with first-generation internet language, demonstrated by LOLcat or 1337speak, and in general characterized by abbreviations containing numbers and single letters, often in caps (C U L8R), smilies containing noses, and words containing deliberate misspellings.
We’ve now moved on: broadly speaking, second-generation internet language plays with grammar instead of spelling. If you’re a doomsayer, the innovative syntax is one more thing to throw up your hands about, but compared to a decade or two ago, the spelling has gotten shockingly conventional.
In this sense, doge really is the next generation of LOLcat, in terms of a pet-based snapshot of a certain era in internet language. We’ve kept the idea that animals speak like an exaggerated version of an internet-savvy human, but as our definitions of what it means to be a human on the internet have changed, so too have the voices that we give our animals. Wow."
Reblogged from misfittoys
Misfit’s Monday Theme:
I’m wordy. Fucking deal with it.(via misfittoys)
Last night I played the best derby game of my life and got rewarded with heat exhaustion, a migraine, and late night vomiting. Nonetheless, I’m so so so proud of myself and also my teammates for listening and being adaptive. Taking the win was just the icing on the cake.
Reblogged from fibrearts
Everyone, meet Lunultrices polymitario (common name: Mooncream Stitchwing), Lunultrices polymitario, meet everyone.
A gigantic, crepuscular member of the order Lepidoptera, the Mooncream moth is usually sighted flittering heavily through the thick summer dusk, stopping to feed on night-blooming flowers and resting languorously on gnarled trees.
I found this specimen resting on a tree near my apartment last night and was thrilled to find this morning that it had spent the night, allowing me the chance to take considerably better photos of its impressive wings.
This Mooncream moth’s body is made from fur-pieces salvaged from the scraps bin at a fabric store, hot glue, wire and feathers. The wings are hand-embroidered and took approximately 30 episodes of the West Wing to complete (yes, I measure art-time by TV episodes, what of it?).
When I was taking these photos, I fooled a family walking by and some neighbours having breakfast on their porch into thinking it was real, which added to the joy of having finally finished the thing!
this is gorgeous
and i also measure time in tv episodes…