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Video Post Sat, Aug. 23, 2014 453 notes

gailpeckholly:

These two, I can’t. [X]

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Photo Post Sat, Aug. 23, 2014 64,270 notes

prokopetz:

This is the one time of year that I love wasps.
Not because the wasps themselves get any nicer. They’re horrid little creatures year round. No, it’s because I have a couple of big apple trees out back, and late August, early September is when the apples start ripening.
Now, if you don’t harvest your own fruit, there are two things you need to know about apples.
The first thing you need to know about apples is that, when apples get ripe, they tend to fall from the tree at the slightest breeze.
I often work late at the office; by the time I get home, there are piles of apples scattered everywhere - and sure enough, the wasps are out in force, gorging themselves on the fruit. When I go to clean up the windfallen apples, the wasps naturally do the “rawr, I’ma fuck you up!” routine for which wasps are known.
The second thing you need to know about apples is that they ferment very rapidly in the late August heat.
So: the wasps try to come at me, but they’re too drunk to fly. They get about an inch off the ground, then faceplant directly into the turf, flip over onto their backs, and lay there, legs twitching in the air as they try in vain to find something to sting.
Perhaps I’m a man of simple pleasures, but I bust up laughing every. single. time.
Fucking wasps.

prokopetz:

This is the one time of year that I love wasps.

Not because the wasps themselves get any nicer. They’re horrid little creatures year round. No, it’s because I have a couple of big apple trees out back, and late August, early September is when the apples start ripening.

Now, if you don’t harvest your own fruit, there are two things you need to know about apples.

The first thing you need to know about apples is that, when apples get ripe, they tend to fall from the tree at the slightest breeze.

I often work late at the office; by the time I get home, there are piles of apples scattered everywhere - and sure enough, the wasps are out in force, gorging themselves on the fruit. When I go to clean up the windfallen apples, the wasps naturally do the “rawr, I’ma fuck you up!” routine for which wasps are known.

The second thing you need to know about apples is that they ferment very rapidly in the late August heat.

So: the wasps try to come at me, but they’re too drunk to fly. They get about an inch off the ground, then faceplant directly into the turf, flip over onto their backs, and lay there, legs twitching in the air as they try in vain to find something to sting.

Perhaps I’m a man of simple pleasures, but I bust up laughing every. single. time.

Fucking wasps.

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Quote Post Mon, Aug. 18, 2014 1,271 notes

“You have to let people see what you wrote. It will never be perfect, but perfect is overrated. Perfect is boring.”


Tina Fey (via writingquotes)

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Video Post Mon, Aug. 11, 2014 14 notes

It begins with the king as a boy, having to spend the night alone in the forest to prove his courage so he can become king. Now while he is spending the night alone he’s visited by a sacred visionOut of the fire appears the Holy Grail, symbol of God’s divine grace. And a voice said to the boy, “You shall be keeper of the grail so that it may heal the hearts of men." But the boy was blinded by greater visions of a life filled with power and glory and beauty. And in this state of radical amazement he felt for a brief moment not like a boy, but invincible, like God, so he reached into the fire to take the grail, and the grail vanished, leaving him with his hand in the fire to be terribly wounded. Now as this boy grew older, his wound grew deeper. Until one day, life for him lost its reason. He had no faith in any man, not even himself. He couldn’t love or feel loved. He was sick with experience. He began to die.One day a fool wandered into the castle and found the king alone. And being a fool, he was simple minded, he didn’t see a king. He only saw a man alone and in pain. And he asked the king, “What ails you friend?” The king replied, “I’m thirsty. I need some water to cool my throat”. So the fool took a cup from beside his bed, filled it with water and handed it to the king. As the king began to drink, he realized his wound was healed. He looked in his hands and there was the holy grail, that which he sought all of his life. And he turned to the fool and said with amazement, “How can you find that which my brightest and bravest could not?” And the fool replied, I don’t know. I only knew that you were thirsty.

The Fisher King - T.Gilliam

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Photo Post Mon, Aug. 11, 2014 7 notes


Academy Awards Acceptance Speech
Year: 1992 (64th) Academy Awards
Category: Actress in a Supporting Role
Film Title: The Fisher King
Winner: Mercedes Ruehl

Academy Awards Acceptance Speech

Year: 1992 (64th) Academy Awards

Category: Actress in a Supporting Role

Film Title: The Fisher King

Winner: Mercedes Ruehl

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Photo Post Mon, Aug. 11, 2014 7 notes

citruscephalopod:

I’ve known you for a long time. I know you come out from work at noon every day and you fight your way out that door and then you get pushed back in and three seconds later you come back out again. I walk with you to lunch and I know if it’s a good day if you stop and get that romance novel at that book store.
I know what you order, and I know that on Wednesdays you go to that Dim Sum parlour and I know that you get a jawbreaker before you go back in to work. And I know you hate your job and you don’t have many friends and I know sometimes you feel a little uncoordinated and you don’t feel as wonderful as everybody else and feeling as alone and as separate as you feel you are…
I love you. I love you and I think you’re the greatest thing since spice racks and I would be knocked out several times if I could just have that first kiss. And I won’t, I won’t be distant. I’ll come back in the morning and I’ll call ya if you let me…

citruscephalopod:

I’ve known you for a long time. I know you come out from work at noon every day and you fight your way out that door and then you get pushed back in and three seconds later you come back out again. I walk with you to lunch and I know if it’s a good day if you stop and get that romance novel at that book store.

I know what you order, and I know that on Wednesdays you go to that Dim Sum parlour and I know that you get a jawbreaker before you go back in to work. And I know you hate your job and you don’t have many friends and I know sometimes you feel a little uncoordinated and you don’t feel as wonderful as everybody else and feeling as alone and as separate as you feel you are…

I love you. I love you and I think you’re the greatest thing since spice racks and I would be knocked out several times if I could just have that first kiss. And I won’t, I won’t be distant. I’ll come back in the morning and I’ll call ya if you let me…




Video Post Wed, Jul. 30, 2014 1,134 notes

dcwomenkickingass:

Question a Superhero Wearing a High Heel; Get Comic Forum Logic in Response

As you can see I went way negative on the Wonder Woman costume reveal gnashing my teeth and ripping the costume to shreds while burning my bra and screaming about the patriarchy.

Or not.

Hey Wonder Woman you’re wearing those heels because plenty of women think they’re sexy right?

Somedays there’s not enough desk to head and booze to drink.




Video Post Tue, Jul. 22, 2014 35,576 notes

snuggydeamon:

and because I ran out of room: 

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Video Post Tue, Jul. 15, 2014 266,366 notes

From Huffington Post:

The thieves broke into the San Bernardino County Sexual Assault Services office on the night of July 31, according to a press release from Cal Governor’s Office of Emergency Services (OES).  

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/08/08/thieves-apology-note-san-bernardino-_n_3724932.html

From NPR:

The next night, someone returned the stolen goods and also left behind a note, as the California Governor’s Office of Emergency Services and local news outlets report. The note’s message:

"We had no idea what we were takeing. Here your stuff back. We hope that you guys can continue to make a difference in peoples live. God bless."

Candy Stallings, the center’s director, thinks she knows who spread the word that led to the stolen goods’ return. After the burglary, police talked with homeless people in the area around the center’s offices — “explaining what our facility does and the services we provide to the community,” she says. Stallings believes those homeless people then told others.

http://www.npr.org/blogs/thetwo-way/2013/08/08/210092385/burglars-return-loot-to-group-that-helps-sex-assault-victims/#0001

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Quote Post Fri, Jul. 11, 2014 100,037 notes

A co-worker closed the door to the staff room behind him.
It locked automatically
and I started planning what I could use as a weapon:
smash the glass beside the fridge into his eye.
pick up the fork next to me and sink it into his leg.
claw him across the face if I couldn’t get to anything in time.
As I calculated how hard it would be to shove his body weight off of me,
he finished making his lunch, said, “Sup,” and left,
the door automatically locking behind him.
I expect if I told him I was prepared to stab him with the corner of my staff ID if I had to,
he would say what I’ve heard too often, the one we all know
but are getting wearily suspicious of:
Not all men are like That.

When I was eleven, all the girls in my class got sent to self-defence
because they assumed we’d need it one day.
When I was twelve, there was a prostitute’s body dumped in the river next to my house
because someone thought she was disposable.
When I was thirteen, it happened again and this time the man went to jail
and people stood outside the courtroom and held up signs that he did the right thing.
When I was fourteen, my friend showed up to a sleepover late, chest heaving from sobbing
and from running four blocks after getting chased by a man that followed her off the bus.
When I was fifteen, my mother accused me of being a Man Hater
and I said, “No, but god, would you blame me if I was?”

I got catcalled and then got laughed at when I flipped them off.
they pulled up beside me and I clutched my bag tighter,
my hand going in for my keys and my mind going over how their noses would look
if I smashed them in with my elbow.
“What’s the big deal,” the guy at the steering wheel asked. “We’re just complimenting you. We’re not like That.”

Sorry, but I’m not going to trust you in case I end up on a poster labelled ‘MISSING.’
Even if you seem like the nicest guy, I’ll still have one hand holding my keys
as the only knife I’m allowed, because I don’t know how far you’re going to take it:
if you won’t back off when I tell you I don’t want to date you
if you’ll shout BITCH at me when I don’t respond well to your catcall
if you’ll expect my body as a reward for treating me like a human being
if you’ll try to take what you think you’re owed by being a man
if you’ll turn me into another statistic that people shudder away from.

I have been trained to assume that it’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing
or face the consequences.
I don’t know if you’ll nod when I reject you
or pump me full of bullets.

Every single woman I’ve talked to has a story where they haven’t felt safe in their own body
because of what a man said or did.

Not all men are like That, but god, it’s enough.


'Welcome to Girlhood: None Of Us Are Safe,' theappleppielifestyle. (via theappleppielifestyle)

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Video Post Fri, Jul. 04, 2014 2,672 notes

panovanator:

Captain Marvel - some assembly required

People seemed to like the Hawkguy stained glass, so here is another piece with the wonderful Carol Danvers as Captain Marvel! Inspired by the powerful art of Jamie McKelvie that truly captured the strength and determination of one of my favorite heroes. 

It will also be hanging at Fantastic Comics :D

(The mesh behind it on the photos is a bug net I cannot remove from my windows… Living in grad housing has its advantages and inconveniences - sigh.)

The piece is 20 inches x 30 inches; 300$ worth of glass, 8$ worth of solder and 5$ worth of band-aids




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