Smoke Break At An Event At The Patricians Palace, With The Golem Inspector, The Duke Of Ankh, The Arch

Just saw this post & remembered how much I dislike books/shows/movies named the same as the main character because when someone asks me “do you like [name]?”, I always have to reply “the character or the work?” And also the web searches & tags & stuff are always messed up

Am I the only one getting tired of shows and movies just using the name of the main character instead of coming up with something interesting? (“Ahsoka” “Obi-Wan Kenobi” etc.)

petition to rename the ahsoka show "lesbians in space accomplishing nothing for 8 hours"

Behind the scenes pics are the cinema equivalent of final bows in theatre as both say "hey, it’s okay, all of this was made up, we all are actually alive, healthy, happy, we all are friends & had a lot of fun, it’s so cool that you like us"

the only reason I remember the formula for the volume of a cone is that Susan Sto Helit used it to count baby teeth in a big pile in Terry Pratchett’s Hogfather

Conclusion: someone at the UU ships toxic yaoi. Probably the Senior Wrangler.

(From what we know about wizards, any possible couple that might find themselves under mistletoe will inevitably be toxic)

"Tell me, Senior Wrangler, we never invited any women to the Hogswatchnight Feast, did we?"

"Of course not, Archchancellor," said the Senior Wrangler. He looked up in the dust-covered rafters, wondering what had caught Ridcully's eye. "Good heavens, no, they'd spoil everything, I've always said so."

"So why, every year, do we hang a damn great bunch of mistletoe up there?"

"well, er... it's... well, it's... it's symbolic, Archchancellor."

(scenes from Hogfather feat. the Senior Wrangler NOT beating the allegations)

If Hercule Poirot got transferred to our time, he’d gasp in pleasant surprise when he’d see that eggs in our stores are sorted by size and I think it’s wonderful

Just stole a last name for a character in desperate need of one from a famous actor. It’s not like he was using it, anyway.

The most typical of the typical days in a writer’s (my) life

Something I find incredibly cool is that they’ve found neandertal bone tools made from polished rib bones, and they couldn’t figure out what they were for for the life of them. 

Until, of course, they showed it to a traditional leatherworker and she took one look at it and said “Oh yeah sure that’s a leather burnisher, you use it to close the pores of leather and work oil into the hide to make it waterproof. Mine looks just the same.” 

“Wait you’re still using the exact same fucking thing 50,000 years later???”

“Well, yeah. We’ve tried other things. Metal scratches up and damages the hide. Wood splinters and wears out. Bone lasts forever and gives the best polish. There are new, cheaper plastic ones, but they crack and break after a couple years. A bone polisher is nearly indestructible, and only gets better with age. The more you use a bone polisher the better it works.”

It’s just. 

50,000 years. 50,000. And over that huge arc of time, we’ve been quietly using the exact same thing, unchanged, because we simply haven’t found anything better to do the job. 

Witnesses in murder mysteries: yeah sure i can tell you everything about that waiter helping me out a couple of years ago who had nothing special about them whatsoever other than being Extremely Important To The Whole Plot

Also witnesses in murder mysteries: i think i saw someone?? I suppose it was… a person? but i’m not sure? It was so, so dark and i am so, so nearsighted… But i saw them sometime around six or seven, or maybe eight, even closer to nine… I don’t know, all the clocks in this house are wrong and i don’t give a damn about time or space or anything really... I do hope you catch the murderer tho

When I was reading The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy (and sequels), I felt that something about it was oddly similar to Terry Pratchett’s Discworld. Something about the bizarre character ideas, the new takes on philosophical concepts like time or reincarnation or our place in the universe, and the witty satire on Earth (Roundworld) bureaucracy…

Am I the only one who feels like this?