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so international space station astronauts apparently dropped a tool bag during a spacewalk. and if you look outside when the ISS is in your region, you can see it with binoculars

The tool bag is now orbiting our planet just ahead of the ISS with a visual magnitude of around 6, according to EarthSky. That means it is slightly less bright than the ice giant Uranus, the seventh planet from the sun. As a result, the bag  —  officially known as a crew lock bag  —  is slightly too dim to be visible to the unaided eye, but skywatchers should be able to pick it up with binoculars.  To see it for yourself, first find out when you can find spot the space station over the next few months (NASA even has a new app to help you). The bag should be floating two to four minutes ahead of the station. As it descends rapidly, the bag is likely to disintegrate when it reaches an altitude of around 70 miles (113 kilometers) over Earth. 

she's fucking magnificent

give me a world you have taken the world i was tuesday

The thing about the philosophy of mathematics is that there's no articulable position so absurd that some influential mathematician hasn't genuinely held to it. You 100% cannot troll these people; you could walk up to a mathematician and say "I'm a radical finitist, I reject the existence of all numbers larger than 1", and not only would that turn out to be a real thing, some maniac has worked out how to construct set theory under its constraints.

By Mary Ruefle

Y’know, it’s getting real tiring seeing all the study aesthetic accounts post the same things over and over. Overpriced planners, fancy equipment, delicate literature, cliché quotes, diluted palettes.

Show me the broke students. Show me the ones whose stress isn’t conventionally attractive. Show me the dollar tree notebooks and 10+ year old technology that can barely run the bare essentials. Show me the beat up books with cheap post-its and neon yellow highlighter. Show me the cramped closet or kitchen table you use. Show me the unfiltered pictures from that old phone you’ve never upgraded.

Show me what academia really is. Put the color in the picture, the vibrancy of personal drive when everyone around you fits in a monochrome pinterest board.

I’ll give my own example.

I’m disabled and currently unemployed so getting a degree is not quite the picture yet. I have a passion for theology, so over the years I’ve collected all my media from places like goodwill or garage sales. I communicate on discord, not zoom or linkedin. I mend my decade-old clothes when years of laundering thins and tears the fabric.

This is my study spot. In a place with roommates where the attention has to be shared, I’ve made my room my safe corner, where I can hide away from the stress of small-talk and pour my heart into my love of knowledge.

I cook my cheap meals and I clean my living space and I have trouble sleeping over the whys in life, looking out the window at the brown November street corner. Takeout is a luxury, friends are few but fond, and my notes would get more comments than likes on social media.

I know you’re out there. Let’s be friends!

talking to people while holding a beverage is awesome because you don't have to know what to do with your hands and when you don't know what to do with your face you can just take a sip

teaching my 2 y/o son to smoke on a porch to calm down when he feels like crying