In the dark of night, I followed a repetitive clicking to find the source. It was the sound of this click beetle (aka pasture wireworm) trying its best to get free from the web of a boreal combfoot spider.
my fave socials interact is when Person A says something that could be read several ways
are they asking for help? looking for sympathy? starting a convo? they just bitching?
time to put on your psychic beanie and play guess the intent!
so Person B guesses wrong and does something gauche and stupid like offer a link to the actual information A complained they can't find, allowing A to smugly, self-righteously lay into B for being a "reply guy" and "in their mentions"
Was reminded earlier of a story my father used to tell. According to Dad, my grandfather used to say that my grandmother "nodded" him into marriage.
I wish I still remembered all the examples given, but it went something like, she commented "nice weather we're having isn't it?" And grandfather nodded.
And so on as she made small talk and he nodded until she said something along the lines of "we should get married," and he nodded before realizing.
Dad always said his mother didn't particularly appreciate that version of events. 🥸😆 But she also never offered her own story...