I saw this scene and thought to myself is there an edit like the really big sword in gurren lagann and then realised I can do something that stupid the power was in me all along
When September and October are nearing and you’re planning an event: google “Rosh Hashanah *year*” and *Yom Kippur *year*” and then, and I cannot stress this enough, don’t plan your event on those days. In fact, don’t plan any events starting sundown the night before. Those are the three most important days of the Jewish calendar, and, once again, I cannot stress enough how much this little bit of forethought and kindness will make every Jew you know cry tears of joy.
It appears to me a lot of people’s impression of Sherlock Holmes’ drug use out of context is “he’s running around solving murders while coked out of his mind” which is really funny BUT!
As someone who reads acd canon & has the autistic urge to correct people about my interests, I’d like to let it be known that he actually primarily uses drugs between cases, because he gets painfully bored with nothing to do, stating “my mind rebels at stagnation.” This is because he has adhd but the diagnosis hadn’t been invented yet. Anyway
This can still be funny because it means the rest of the time he’s acting like that while completely sober. He’s just quirky. He IS a cokehead but it actually calms him down. Because he needs adderall
You may hear “Sherlock Holmes does cocaine” and think “oh, that explains why he’s so fucking weird” but you would have it backwards. He does cocaine because he’s already just Like That. He does this specifically when he’s understimulated. They didn’t have adhd meds in victorian london he’s taking whatever stimulants are available. And That’s why he’s coked out of his mind. But Not while currently working on a case, because that keeps him busy
Do not attempt to out-malicious-compliance the staff at the malicious compliance conference.
Some dipshit decided to pay the conference fee ($250) in quarters. He handed us a wrapped plastic bag full of loose change. “It’s all there,” he said with a shit-eating grin, “you can count it.”
Oh buddy. We’re going to count it. What were you expecting?
At about the time I got to $60, he offered to give us $300 collateral so he could get his badge and go to the conference.
No, bud. You get to watch the most dyscalculic staffer count to a thousand while all your friends go in to the breakfast and find seats for the first talk.
“Ruining someone’s day” is the favorite hobby of everyone here. Why would you hand us the perfect opportunity to wreck your shit and think that was an own? Half the con is calling him “Untraceable,” the other half is calling him “Quarter Boy” and nobody cares what he says his handle is.
I spent an hour counting that and made him go fetch me baggies to hold it every fifty dollars.
This ended up being a good bonus prank for me too, because when the counting was done I wrapped the bags in gaffer’s tape and spent the rest of the day handing it to people very casually while saying “oh here, hold this for a sec” and then watching they weren’t ready for the weight (I only did this to people I know well enough to know this wouldn’t hurt them).
It’s an infosec conference, so it’s a weekend in a hotel full of people whose favorite thing is breaking the law and whose second favorite thing is following the letter of the law while cheerfully violating the spirit.
