Mightybog - Your Local Bog/Otherworld

dandelions are magic. literally tiny suns in the grass that turn into the moon and then the stars when you blow on them. fucking insane.

Gave the middle finger to Microsoft, its pushing of Windows 11, generative AI and all of the e-waste they're creating simply because older machines can't support the pure shite they're pushing, and installed Linux Mint.

Decided as well that there was definitely still life in my seven year old laptop and got a hold of a new battery from the manufacturer (I enjoyed the "this is quite an old model..." from the support line person).

Happy to report that the old girl's running like a dream now!

Loved all of the learning and unexpected good that came out of it.

I learned lots of new things, like the basics of Linux, how to flash a USB stick, how to open up my laptop with a screwdriver and a few guitar picks and how to replace an internal battery.

I connected with tech savvy friends for their advice and opinions, got excited with others about doing the same thing or getting into similar projects, used my local library to take out a book on Linux and borrowed a mini-screwdriver off of a colleague, who I'm in chats with now about laptop repair.

All this is to say, save your stuff from the wasteful destiny that's planned for it!

Stollwerck’s Fairy Tales illustrated by Fritz Phil Schmidt (c.1898)

The Goose Girl, Little Red Riding Hood, Sleeping Beauty, Snow White, Godfather Death

I'm sick of internet negativity, so let's combat it: reblog this and saying something nice/pay a compliment to the prev in the tags.

Shirley Mallmann @ Givenchy Haute Couture Spr/Sum 1998

Quick what are you doing RIGHT now (besides scrolling Tumblr)

Mighty the Pale, probably.

Mighty the Straw-Haired

Mighty of the Beer

Mighty of the Bog

Quick what’s your knightly moniker

NEVER listen to fiction podcastst they put viruses in your brain called FICTION PODCAST. BEWARE!!!

“You don’t have to have a reason to be tired. You don’t have to earn rest or comfort. You’re allowed to just be.”

Becky Chambers, A Prayer for the Crown-Shy