Schrodinger's Deb

[Quaker Nana @QuakerNana]

I love early morning bird song.

[Jon Cooper 🇺🇸 @joncoopertweets]

I had to double-check that this was a real Truth Social post by Donald Trump

It was.

He’s completely unhinged.

#TrumpIsUnhinged

[Give A Shit About Nature @giveashitnature]

Oak trees have evolved a smart way to overwhelm the animals that eat acorns.

Every few years, across hundreds of miles, they drop a massive number of acorns all at once. The year before, almost nothing. The year after, almost nothing again.

It's called masting, and the strategy is brilliant. Squirrels, deer, blue jays, turkeys, and bears all eat acorns. If oaks produced a steady crop every year, the animals would maintain populations sized exactly to eat most of it. By producing almost nothing for several years and then flooding the forest floor all at once, the trees overwhelm the predators.

There are simply too many acorns for the animals to eat, and the surplus germinates into the next generation of oak trees. The ones that hoard and forget, squirrels especially, become inadvertent planters.

What's harder to explain is the synchrony. How do oaks across 700 kilometers coordinate the same decision in the same year?

The leading explanations involve shared weather cues, a specific temperature pattern in spring that acts as a trigger across the whole region, and possibly pollen coupling, where trees that need pollen from other trees synchronize flowering and, by extension, fruiting. Chemical signaling through the air or soil is a third hypothesis still being investigated.

None of these fully accounts for the scale. The trees aren't talking in any way we can intercept and understand. They're responding to the same world and arriving at the same answer, simultaneously, across a landscape larger than most countries.

[✒️ @Literariium]

Maybe the happy ending is that you fall in love with your life. Eat your favorite foods, admire sunrises and sunsets, pick up the book you’ve been trying to finish, dance to your favorite songs, buy yourself flowers, bring your mind back to how blessed you are.

Maybe the happy ending is choosing peace over pressure. Laughing so hard your soul feels lighter. Spending time with people who feel like sunshine. And learning to enjoy your own company like it’s the best place to be.✨

[Schrodinger's Deb @4goodcats]

@skumWgmi Ugh, our HOA prop mgmt charges fee to pay online or via phone with debit, credit or ACH. They will not charge fee if you enroll in autopay. I refuse. I mail those mofos a check every month.

[Schrodinger's Deb @4goodcats]

@mrobin032009 @NadineBabu Sucked having to pay for 8 hours on chemo days at Virginia Piper/Abbott/Allina.

[Quaker Nana @QuakerNana]

These are great

[Khary Penebaker @kharyp]

Some neighborhoods walk in and vote in ten minutes. Others wait six hours in the cold. The line is not an accident. The line is the strategy. Notice whose line is long.

[Fav ⛧ @Favwontmiss]

Old guy at the pharmacy turns to me out of nowhere and goes, "you're not lazy, son. Nobody ever helped you, that's all."

I'm 34. Nearly lost it right there by the cough drops.

He'd had ADHD 78 years. Before it had a name. Told me a few things that sounded backwards and worked better than any doctor I've paid.

First one: bin your to-do lists.

[Hunter Biden @HunterBiden]

The Lessons I Learned from My Dad

I am not the man my father is.
I am trying. Some days closer. Some days farther.
He never sat me down and explained these lessons. He lived them. I’m still learning them.

Show up.
The kitchen table. The hospital room. The funeral. The picket line. The call from the son who won’t answer.
Show up.
Most days that’s the whole job.
My whole life I watched him do it. Not for cameras. Not for headlines. Not because there was something in it for him. He showed up because someone needed him.

I learned that grief doesn’t make you special.
My father buried a wife and daughter. He buried a son. Yet he never treated grief as a claim on other people’s sympathy. Instead, it made him notice theirs.
A mother who lost a child. A father sitting beside a hospital bed. A kid scared about what comes next. A son who lost his mother, his sister, his brother.
He always noticed.

I learned that power is not the point.
The people who chase power eventually confuse the office with themselves.
My father never did.
Whether he was a county councilman, a senator, vice president, or president, he was the same man.
The title changed.
He didn’t.

I learned that family comes first.
The train from Wilmington wasn’t symbolism.
It was every night.
He read to us. Showed up to games. Sat through hospital rooms. Waited up for children who were lost.
And when the day came that the country and the family could not both have him at full strength, he chose family. He relinquished the last chapter of how he wanted to be remembered. And he never complained about it.

Most of all, I learned that love is not soft.
Love is discipline.
Love is showing up at one in the morning when nobody is watching.
Love is answering the phone.
Love is staying.
Love is getting back up after life knocks you down and doing it all again tomorrow.
That love saved my life.
I’ve failed at many of these lessons, sometimes in very public ways.
He loved me anyway.

That’s the last lesson.
I am not trying to become my father.
I am trying to carry what he gave me.
And if I can do that, even imperfectly, that will be enough.

Happy Father’s Day, Dad. I love you.

[Schrodinger's Deb @4goodcats]

@nickimoraa ...along the street. Front and center there was the manager. She had the picture enlarged and just left it on his desk.

[Schrodinger's Deb @4goodcats]

@nickimoraa Aha! Once had a manager told us if we wanted to see the parade after the Twins won the world series we could certainly use our flex time to do so. Meanwhile he had to go to a meeting downtown that day. My co-worker had a friend who went and shared pictures of the crowds...

[MP Arizona☀️🏳️‍🌈💙🌵🐕🐕‍🦺🫂💦🏜🐟🌴🎙🌎🌻♍️🌊 @AzPetrich]

Note to anyone angry that Trump's name was taken off the Kennedy Center, don't you worry. You can still find his name in the Epstein files over 38,000 times.

[Austen Allred @Austen]

I try to be a pretty “live and let live” person, but kids ripping 40 MPH through suburban traffic on their e-bikes is terrifying

[Schrodinger's Deb @4goodcats]

@omgsidewalks By the end of the week I was exhausted. That night was called "Forage for Food Fridays".

[Utkarsh Sharma @techxutkarsh]

If you have a Gmail account, you need to read this.

Google's AI now scans your emails and attachments, bank statements, tax files, medical letters, all of it. It turned on by default, and there's a class-action lawsuit over how.

Here are 5 moves to shut it off, the switch is hidden in two places:

[Jackson Chourio Enthusiast @Matthew_MKE]

No it's not, it sucks here. Everyone is mean. Stay far far away

[Ope Life @opelifemn]

Ode to Duluth

[Vince Mpls @vincempls]

The Driftless is one of rural America's hidden glories.

[Brian Allen @allenanalysis]

BREAKING: Scott Pelley Just Made A Pretty Stunning Allegation.

According to Pelley, CBS leadership wanted a story about the killing of ICE protester Renée Good changed to better match Trump's version of events.

Pelley says he was told management wanted protesters portrayed as more violent and wanted Good described as driving toward the officer who shot her. He says the video evidence showed otherwise.

Then came the admission.

"There was a thumb on the scale for the president's version of events."

A veteran journalist with 37 years at CBS is alleging political pressure was applied to change the facts of a story.

That's a remarkable accusation.