Hey tumblr, I’m Wren. I’m a millennial who works outdoors. Sometimes I post pictures of the animals that I get to work with. I also post art, comics, and weird dreams. Here’s some FAQ.
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ALTBugtopia tip: I have discovered that you can maximize bug earnings by throwing one sacrificial prey bug into your terrariums with a bunch of predatory bugs, which will increase EVERY predatory bug’s happiness (and therefore daily earnings) at the expense of the prey bug’s happiness (and daily earnings).
Pictured: the world’s most miserable cricket, surrounded by extremely valuable jumping spiders and scorpions. Omelas ass game.
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painted hot wheels car into a rainbow trout :>
vv inspo pics
vv and progress pics + finished product!
painted with acrylic paint, finished with clear nail polish :>
This is inspired. I love it. World needs more art cars (large and small)
ALTMy niece made my paper crane a friend
ALTBead lizard hospital
Big things happening in Bead Lizard Hospital. One of the lizards, Confetti, is recovering from being hit by a torpedo. Rainbow Jr. is banned from the hospital because her mother attacked one of the nurses. Fairies are threatening to blow up the pediatric ward in an attempt to get back the captured and tortured fairies. Sometimes there's a lizard kidnapping.
ALTWar is hell ……
ALTBead lizard hospital
Big things happening in Bead Lizard Hospital. One of the lizards, Confetti, is recovering from being hit by a torpedo. Rainbow Jr. is banned from the hospital because her mother attacked one of the nurses. Fairies are threatening to blow up the pediatric ward in an attempt to get back the captured and tortured fairies. Sometimes there’s a lizard kidnapping.
ALTBead lizard hospital
Tepp flung herself through the door into an empty room. Or nearly empty; in the furthest corner from the door, an elderly child-minder sat on a fat floor cushion, blithely tapping a handheld electric slate, apparently oblivious to the screams.
"Is someone injured?" Tepp asked.
"No, that's just the children," said the child-minder without looking up from his slate.
Tepp looked around. "That's children making that sound?"
"Human children," he offered helpfully. "Playing."
Tepp stretched her legs and angled for a better view out of the window and into the yard. Children of various species raced by, screeching, most of them too short to be visible above the window sill. The human children, however, were easy to spot as they loped past on long legs with spindly arms outstretched. They shrieked and bared their square denticles and grabbed at the others. Tepp could hardly conceive of this as "playing."
"It sounds like someone is being murdered out there," she muttered skeptically.
Tepp had thought that by avoiding the children’s room she would be able to avoid the children. She had devised a routine to clean the classroom first thing in the morning and last thing in the evening, and this had worked brilliantly for three entire days.
But there she was on the afternoon of day four, pouring salt into the swimming pool, when suddenly the chamber echoed with nearby screeching. And not just human screeching, either: it seemed to Tepp that the behavior was contagious, because now the lyrid children were doing their best to match the human children in volume. Even the dermapteran seemed to be making an attempt. Tepp felt as though her lungs might vibrate out of her abdomen.
She considered diving into the pool to muffle the noise, but before she could complete the thought, children poured out of the tunnel entrance on the other end of hall. Tepp quickly dumped the rest of the salt out of its sack without bothering to measure it and turned to leave.
She was too late: Pyrr was already scampering toward her, undoubtedly fizzing with invasive personal questions like “how are you today?” He was carrying a large basket of towels on his thorax, which slowed him down just enough for Tepp to hustle around the other side of the pool without breaking into a canter. Unfortunately, she found that her exit route was entirely blocked by a large human child.
ALT“shirt” is Ripley’s word for clothing, feathers, and hair. Today he wanted to play with my hair a lot while I was cleaning his cage.
its funny to me how warmups for instruments generally sound nice and pretty. like just basic scales or chords. the exercises i do on my guitar could be mistaken for actual music at times.
and then vocal warmups are shit like. bark like a seal. grunt like a thwomp from mario 64. now sing the melody but instead of the lyrics youre saying 'moo moo mee mee mah mah' even the scales you gotta moo mee mah through that shit and its just so goofy every time. and this is why im not a singer
see this is exactly what i mean. i thought someone was having a mental break of some kind in my notes until i remembered what i had posted last night
The Baltimore Rock Opera Society introduced me to my favorite vocal warm up of all time
ALTwould y’all ever date someone with the same name as you?
I’m sorry for adding directly to a post but I went to a wedding once where the groom’s name was Loren and the bride’s name was Lauren and at the end the officiant was all “introducing Loren [surname] and Lauren [surname], husband and wife” and the entire assembled lost it
also sorry for adding on but at my high school there was a Dominic and a Dominique who were dating and everyone just called them “Dom and Dommer” which is honestly the funniest shit ever
My parents are both named Terry (spelled differently) but I’m pretty sure that’s one of the reasons my mom never changed her last name.
People would call and ask for Terry and child me would be like “boy or girl?” And they’d panic and hang up. My mom found this endlessly amusing.
Why would you leave this GOLD in the tags??
Had to submit it to the tags for peer review
I know a woman with 2 first names, whose last name growing up was Chapman. She married a man whose last name was Chapman. So her name is Something Someone Chapman Chapman.
My friend Sam is dating someone else named Sam. They refer to this as Sams Club.
Tepp flung herself through the door into an empty room. Or nearly empty; in the furthest corner from the door, an elderly child-minder sat on a fat floor cushion, blithely tapping a handheld electric slate, apparently oblivious to the screams.
“Is someone injured?” Tepp asked.
“No, that’s just the children,” said the child-minder without looking up from his slate.
Tepp looked around. “That’s children making that sound?”
“Human children,” he offered helpfully. “Playing.”
Tepp stretched her legs and angled for a better view out of the window and into the yard. Children of various species raced by, screeching, most of them too short to be visible above the window sill. The human children, however, were easy to spot as they loped past on long legs with spindly arms outstretched. They shrieked and bared their square denticles and grabbed at the others. Tepp could hardly conceive of this as “playing.”
“It sounds like someone is being murdered out there,” she muttered skeptically.
I saw a political campaign ad on TV that had been running for 1500 years. The guy in it was running for the Roman Senate.
The Sears commericial has only been running for 1,499 years
Couldn't run my ceramics class in the classroom at work because a pipe burst and there's water damage. Couldn't run it in the nature center because it caught fire and there's fire damage. Can't even get to the kiln in the garage because it's full of all the things we had to move out of the other two buildings. Did the class outside in 90 degree weather and gave freezer pops to the participants.
Made this fish to express how I am feeling about it.
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ALTWhile I was watching out for Gas the third building I could have hosted the class in got infested with squirrels
Couldn’t run my ceramics class in the classroom at work because a pipe burst and there’s water damage. Couldn’t run it in the nature center because it caught fire and there’s fire damage. Can’t even get to the kiln in the garage because it’s full of all the things we had to move out of the other two buildings. Did the class outside in 90 degree weather and gave freezer pops to the participants.
Made this fish to express how I am feeling about it.
ALTALTGot fed up with my coworkers taking things out of my desk and not returning them so I decided to just lock it when I’m away and it turns out that there was half a key broken off in the lock, and the key they did give me doesn’t even go to this desk.
ALTtotally different key. what the fuck.
