do u ever really think about the Holy Grail filming though
the primary camera which had been specially designed broke on their very first day of filming so everything was delayed as hell while they sourced a new one
they couldn’t get Scotland to let them use its National Trust castles so they ended up using the same one for every single fucking castle and/or used paper cutouts
the only reason they used the music they did was because after a whole fucking soundtrack had been written they realised their budget didn’t actually expand to an orchestra, so they used stock music and the only actual original Python song in the whole deal is Knights Of The Round Table
Graham had delirium tremens during his very first take, suddenly realised and admitted that he was an alcoholic, and was consequently hammered out of his brain for the remainder of filming so he wouldn’t go into the DTs again
as a result of this he constantly picked fights with the other Pythons, extras and random hotel staff
and constantly forgot half his lines
and ran ass naked up and down hotel corridors yelling “Betty Marsden” until Michael asked him to stop so he could sleep (and so Michael then woke up to a note pushed under his door reading “with love, Betty Marsden”)
but miraculously still no one realised Gray’s drinking was making him so ill and so Michael’s diaries are full of random excuses for why he was shaking his ass off every morning (“we were up v high today I think Gray was scared” “I didn’t think it was that cold but Graham was shivering” “gosh tensions are running so high Gray was so mad with us he was literally shaking”)
the Terrys tried to codirect and fell out over literally everything
and consequently constantly reshot each other’s takes behind the other’s back
John kept getting upset because he doesn’t like being dirty and/or cold and they were in fucking Scotland and “there wasn’t enough hot water for a shower”
John and Eric consequently switched hotels from the rest of the cast and crew so John could get his fucking shower
they were all wearing knitted “armour” and I reiterate this was fucking freezing wet Scotland so they all froze half to death and had to keeping shooting anyway
and John got so pissed at Terry Gilliam’s directing style (“treating us like pieces of paper”) that he eventually essentially told him to fuck off, so filming was delayed even further so Terry G could go and be offended and cry and sulk by a wall
the highest grossing British comedy film of all time, everyone.
An experimental conservation project that was abandoned and almost forgotten about, has ended up producing an amazing ecological win nearly two decades after it was dreamt up.
The plan, which saw a juice company dump 1,000 truckloads of waste orange peel in a barren pasture in Costa Rica back in the mid 1990s, has eventually revitalised the desolate site into a thriving, lush forest.
This is the greatest thing I’ve read in a long time and I want this experiment replicated everywhere as soon as possible.
My town would be a good start.
the funniest part is that everyone is so surprised.
“composting kitchen waste makes plants grow. who knew???”
well… everyone?
It’s not so much that they’re SURPRISED about it. That was actually the original plan.
This juice company agreed to donate a few acres of its own land to a bordering national park, and compost orange peels there to help restore the land. They were subsequently sued by a rival juice company for having “defiled a national park.” The law sided with the rival company, and the project was discontinued early.
This isn’t so much a “Wow SO SURPRISE!” as a “FUCKIN’ TOLD YOU SO!”
Plus also, sixteen years ago, we might’ve known the answer to the question “What happens when you compost kitchen waste?” but we DIDN’T know the answer to “What happens when you dump 12,000 tons of orange peel on 7 acres of ecologically depleted wasteland?”
And for the first six months, the answer was, “7 acres of nasty-smelling, fly breeding ex-fruit sludge, and a lawsuit from a rival juice company,” but 16 years LATER we can say, “A 176 percent increase in above-ground biomass, and a study site so transformed we couldn’t tell we had the right place until we dug the sign out of undergrowth consisting mainly of native shrubs and grasses, SUCK IT, TICO FRUIT!!!!”
First off: mock Trump for his beliefs and ineptitude – the things he can change about himself, if he had the will to do so – not his looks. That just stigmatizes innocent bystanders who happen to have physical characteristics in common.
Second of all: composting, recycling waste, and healthier jungles are all good things, and therefore, not like Trump at all.
This seems to be a fairly mild outbreak so far. *fingers crossed* Though of course it still feels kind of like shingles are supposed to. That hand/wrist and up the inside of the arm is not the only place it’s shown up this time, but the easiest to get even a bad photo. Unlike the back of my neck. The edge of the armpit patches that popped up early on have started to calm down some, and I’m sure nobody wants to see that regardless. 🙄
I was hoping it was “just” more fun with eczema or contact dermatitis, which will usually go away a lot more quickly. But, not with this symmetrical pattern in weird places with no apparent connection plus the burning. Maybe a week ago, I did feel like I had maybe been glutened, with no idea from what. Looking pretty likely, yeah. May have been from not handling wheaty fish food carefully enough. Hadn’t eaten anything unusual within that timeframe.
The dermatitis herpetiformis bumps usually take several days to heal (during which time new bumps usually appear nearby)
Another giveaway that it’s probably the DH again, yeah. More spread helped clue me in. It’s been probably a couple of years since the last DH outbreak, and I don’t tend to think of it immediately.
Glad it’s not looking like nearly as bad an episode as I used to get before figuring out the celiac, at least. About time to get some hydrocortisone on it and try to get a nap. Didn’t sleep very well earlier with the skin badness going on.
I am 26 years old, disabled, fighting every day to keep my head above water.
I have been diabetic since I was 3 years old. Since then I have had a hard streak health wise.
I have neuropathy from high blood sugars damaging my nerves. I struggle with pain daily. I also have gastroparesis, which makes me nauseous all the time. That plus my blood sugars being so brittle, it’s impossible for me to keep any job.
I keep trying. I push myself to exhaustion.
I have been fighting to get on disability benefits, though so far I have only been denied. I even hired lawyers, and they had to let me go.
So I am applying again, jumping through the hoops. I don’t know what I am going to do if they don’t help me.
Already I have to fight my insurance for medications.
My partner let’s me stay with her, but before this I was homeless.
I can’t go back to that
If anyone can help me, $1 or $50, every dollar helps.
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