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Misplaced Lens Cap
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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Game Changer & Make Some Noise
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official daine visual archive
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
One Nice Bug Per Day
noise dept.
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i’m watching these terrible DreamworksTv shrek webisodes that were clearly made for small children but there’s one on the Presidential election and holy shit what kind of PG political Dreamworks discourse is this
Shrek is a republican
should we be surprised? he literally faced a dragon just to get the magical creature refugees to leave his swamp
Before and after I sign good boy to my deaf dog
YES.
I once saw someone point out something I hadn’t really considered before- libraries are one of the only places that are warm and dry where you can stay for long periods of time if you have no money. If you’re someone with nowhere to go during the daytime, they provide a safe environment in which to keep a roof over your head for a while- and all while you can access information.
So yes. This.
It’s weird…libraries almost feel /wrong/ now. It’s like I walk in and think “This is great…where do I put my money?”
I used to work on a campus library and if you want someplace to put your money, so to speak, make sure you put books back in the designated areas. I know you think you’re being helpful by reshelving, but even if you pull something out to read a couple paragraphs just stick it in the basket for things you didn’t want. I don’t care if you know EXACTLY where you are. In academic libraries (at least in Texas) our funding was determined by how many books people looked at. So we got additional funding based on books not being reshelved. If there’s a designated shelf/basket for things you don’t want, stick things in it!
What @standbyyourmantis said about not reshelving is true for public libraries, too. Our funding is dictated largely by how ‘used’ we are, so we scan all the items that are laying about as In House Use. That, tied with Reference Count and Door Counter numbers (we have to manually put in the time we take for references) to prove we’re providing a needed service. We also have to count the number of people who come for our programs, which not only helps funding but shows that the programming/services are needed, as well. So, basically, if you want to feel like you’re making sure we’re getting paid and staying around, keep these in mind.
I didn’t know that’s why you’re not supposed to reshelf!
Wow! That’s astounding!
LIBRARIES!!!
I’ve lost how many times I get asked about how much it costs to get a library card. It’s free. Everything is free unless it’s late or you lose an item. Free. Free. Free. Free.
http://weareheremovement.com
it pisses me off when i get customers at my job who tell me “at least it’s FRIDAY” like..no?? it is at best my Wednesday like are you from a magical world where everybody gets a weekend? fuck you
I’m laughing bc in food and retail fridays are the beginning of the three hell days
This generation has a nice looking plane movie
While our generation found entertainment through this manufactured horror.
WE DON’T FUCKING TALK ABOUT JAY JAY THE JET PLANE
scotch
Okay guys here’s my everyday makeup tutorial as per popular request
Performance art
omg the lipstick part is me
I left the library at 6am and have no memory of making this video and I don’t understand it but this is why you don’t pull all-nighters kids
College kids be like
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Blonde: “A man just congratulated me on walking back at 6AM. I was not getting the D, I was getting fucked by the report I was writing!” [huffs]
why aren’t there more gushers in the pack….when am i ever in the mood for only four gushers…….
i’m just gonna open up all the packs of gushers and put them in one bowl
ask me if i’ve ever been more disappointed in my life
Dylan really loved the Budweiser puppy ad
Are you kidding me that’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen I’m crying. I’m actually crying over a dog watching a puppy and a horse on tv someone stop me.
I’m literally crying what is happening that was the sweetest shit in the world.
Okay so I found my dead grandfather’s journal from 56 years ago. This is some old stuff, okay, and I was like yeah I’m gonna read a page or two.
Basically he wrote down this road trip he did with a friend of his (name is Giulio) but at some point it gets so weird.
I’ll try my best to translate it from italian to english (english is not my first language) and well, I’m also having a hard time trying to read my gandpa’s writing cause he wrote like a drunk snail.
Now, beware, my grandfather was an italian man dedicated to work, church, work and work, who believed in the traditional family and all that Jazz. But at some point I reach this part where he writes: “yesterday me and Giulio slept in the same tent as mine was stolen at the gas station. As it was really cold, we slept close. In the middle of the night I realized that the warmth next to me did not belong to my Nadia (his fiancé at the time, my grandmother). It was the most intense feeling I’ve ever felt”.
And I was like allright that’s some weird no homo bullshit but who cares.
BUT THEN IT JUST GETS WORSE.
“I was having a cigarette whilst Giulio was asleep in the car, having a nap before we hit the road again. In the midst of the smoke of my tobacco, I saw his face and thought that the woman who is going to marry him will be lucky”.
Grandpa, what the hell?
BUT OH NO IT JUST GETS BETTER.
“We shared a bed. Old motel did not have spare rooms, it was awkward at first. Then I started thinking that the warmth of Giulio’s body is somehow becoming more familiar to me then Nadia’s.”
Now, I have like seventy more pages of this goddamn journal but I am pretty fucking sure my gandfather had the worst crush over his best friend.
Due to popular demand I have translated some highlights cause damn it gets gayer and gayer.
So at one point my grandpa kind of stopped talking about Giulio and I was like (there we go, denial. Been there done that).
Then out of fucking nowhere, date 23 of may 1960, my grandpa writes:
“We finally reached Palermo. It is a beautiful city, full of art and good food, tomorrow we will visit some of the churches. I am now writing in our hotel room, a cheap place that still looks lovely in it’s way. Giulio is taking a shower. The noise of the water is keeping me awake, although I suspect that’s not the only reason I can’t shut my brain down”.
First of all, my grandpa wrote like a fucking professional writer. Second of all… grandpa, you can’t sleep cause your best friend is naked in the shower?
Anyway, they visit Palermo, everything is nice, they hit the road again and tHEN THIS HAPPENS.
“We stopped in a little bar. We ate something, chatted with the bartender and asked him directions for our next stop. We then had a few beers to celebrate our good times. A young girl then sat on the stool next to mine: she told me her name, Enrica, and she was pretty and lovely in her dress. Yet I did not make conversation with her and dismissed her after she made her intentions somewhat obvious. The main reason is, of course, my devotion and love for my Nadia. The second reason is that Giulio was watching me.”
AND HE JUST SWITHES TOPICS TALKING ABOUT THIS MOTEL THEY FOUND AND FOR FUCK’S SAKE GRANDPA YOU CAN’T JUST STOP THERE CAUSE THIS IS SOUNDING LIKE A GREAT FUCKING FANFICTION.
My granfather was totally pining after Giulio.
Now, there are like fifteen pages where he doesn’t really say anything about Giulio, he talks about cities they want to visit and that their car broke down in the middle of the street and got some help from, and I quote, “a handsome young man, probably not older than 16″. Like, really grandpa?
This is the last thing I read.
“I believe Giulio will have my back no matter what happens. He made that much clear.
-What happens after this trip? -he asked me at the reastaurant where we had dinner.
-We go back to our lives, I have my workshop to look after.
-And Nadia. You are going to marry her, I hope.
-Of course. -I answered, as my love for Nadia is strong -Will you be at the wedding?
-If you want me to.
-Of course I do.
-Then I’ll be there. By your side, as usual. That much wont ever change
I am now realising that I’ve never felt such intense feelings for anyone before, because my love for Nadia is strong but yet this is a different emotion. He is my brother, my friend and a half of my heart. That will never end. It almost seems like I am enamoured.”
And he then starts talking about the food of the reastaurant.
MY GRANDPA TOTALLY WENT INTO BRO MODE. I AM DYING INSIDE CAUSE WTF AM I DISCOVERING?! THIS IS SOME PARABATAI BULLSHIT
I am so going to translate the whole thing and publish it changing the names.
And the journal it’s not even over.
I am going to be serious for like ten seconds: I have finished reading the journal and I am now going to write the last bits I chose to share. Let me be clear, I DO NOT ALLOW ANYONE TO USE THIS AS A FANFICTION IDEA. I saw many many tags saying: fanfiction AU, ideas for fanfiction, remember for fanfiction and so on. Don’t. Do not think this is a good prompt cause this is memories. My grandfather wrote that stuff and the only reason I am sharing it is cause first, it’s absolutely lovely, two: it may help someone who has feeling for a friend and such and is confused about it, especially if their friend is of the same sex. But this stuff actually happened and I do not want anyone to think about it as a good idea for a fic. I’m happy people are liking this and I am happy people are invested in my grandpa’s adventures, but have respect.
Now, in the journal there are also many thoughts he had about society, and work and culture that were really interesting, and so many poems for my Grandmother who were the most beautiful things I ever read. It was obvious he was in love with her deeply. I have decided to keep them private.
On the fourth of june they are in Venice and my grandfather writes:
“I have spent many beautiful days traveling Italy with Giulio, going back and forth the country, savoring every single thing this expereince gave us. We are now in Venezia, it is as beautiful as my Nadia told me. So much art, and incredibile food. The Canal Grande is wonderful at night. I walked with Giulio alongside the Canal for hours, not really speaking, as he told me about his favorite moments of the trip. I simply listened, enjoying the sound of his voice”
The page ends like that, he then starts writing two days later, talking about the presents he picked for Nadia and his family. My grampa then talks about Giulio one more time.
“It has occured to me of how lucky I am. I did not only travelled for this beautiful country, but I did so with my dearest friend. I am grateful to God for this opportunity, as Giulio is the kindest soul. We are kindred spirits, I know we will never be separated. Such feelings make me feel horribly guilty. In a way, it almost feels as if I am somehow betraying Nadia. But I would never do such a thing, I am sure of that. I love her. And yet, I feel dirty”.
He then completely stops talking about Giulio. The pages go on and on, talking about his trip, the last cities he visited, the places he saw. Then I reached the last page and I am still shaking.
“We are going back to Rome, the travelling is reaching it’s end. Giulio is driving. I do not know what to do with myself and my heavy heart. The feelings I have haunted my dreams. And yet I can’t bring myself to feel sorry for them. They are intense and they are shaping my soul in a new form I never experienced before. There are moments when I catch myself staring at his profile, with the low sun behind him. Those are the moments I shall treasure the most. This journey will be in my heart forever, in my memories and on this pages. I feel like I am a different man, I hope a better one perhaps. I am going to see my Nadia again, then marry her, and I know we will be happy. Because I love her with every fiber of my being. And in the same way I will always think of him.
June, 31, 1960″
My grandfather was a kind, tender man. He loved deeply my beautiful grandmother, they lived together happily for almost 50 years. My grandfather was a man who loved with all his heart and the fact that I had the chance to find out about this side of him makes me feel like the luckiest girl in the world.
I don’t know what happened to Giulio, I never met him nor heard his name, so the whole thing remains misterious.
But I will say this much:
My grandfather’s name was Sergio Milani, he died three years ago because of the Parkinson illness. He was a loving, kind man, who loved his family and loved his wife.When he died, he was cremated, as he requested. I have decided to burn this journal and to throw the ashes in the sea where we once threw my grandfather’s. This journal belongs to him, and I will give it back.
Thank you all for the kind words (I received many lovely messages).
i see all these british memes and i think we need to make a list of american memes
flo from progressive
the midwest
how big is alaska
jeopardy review games
spIRIT WEEK
jake from statefarm
it’s not car insurance, it’s all state
“mayhem is coming”
“nothing could replace brad”
kahoot
BILL BILL BILL BILL BILL BILL BILL BILL BILL BILL
thanks obama
idk my bff jill
kids who take kickball way to seriously
HI, BILLY MAYS HERE
target [t-are-j-ey]
texas
1-800-steamer
threatening to move to Canada
•Shirley temple DVD set •IT MAKES MY PATIO 20 DEGREES COOLER!!
making fun of east coast/south when they can’t handle snow
• its a pillow its a pet its a piLLOW PET
CALL J.G. WENTWORTH, 877 CASH NOW
• 800-588-2300 empire (today) • really annoying geico commercials
ch-ch-ch-ch-chia!
California’s drought
now YOU have a friend in the diamond business-Shane Co.
• Call now for the Midnight Fire Collection • SUNSETTER RETRACTABLE AWNINGS ARE MADE IN AMERICA • Everything about that Tony Chopper commercial thing
• It’s my money and I want it NOW • The Generals insurance
Education connection
hi, i’m sarah mclachlan.. *in the aaarms of the aaaangels*
save money, live better, Wal-Mart
how is it that 90% of American memes here are purely ad references
reeeeeeeed robin (yum)
here are some non ad ones
shake shack vs in n out vs five guys
ending up at a late night diner
going bowling, skating, or to Chuck E Cheese’s for birthdays as a kid
that face someone makes when they ask for a Coke and the waiter/waitress says “is Pepsi okay?”
kinder eggs being banned “for children’s safety”
that one ringtone every single mom has their phone set to
rich people threatening to sue (and sometimes going through with it) when life doesn’t go their way
McDonald’s Shamrock Shakes
house hunters on HGTV
how all of our money looks exactly the same
southern states competing for who has the best bbq
northern states competing for who has the worst drivers
too much stuff…. Not enough space !!!!!!!!
The nutra bullet
the haircut that says “I used to be a soccer mom, but now I spend my days asking to speak to the manager and driving a minivan”
That one ultra conservative neighbor that everyone has
farmersonly.net
So Google does math for you??
division
square roots
dividing percentages
IT EVEN FOILS
beautiful.
i just checked ALL of these on my calculator and they are all correct
all. fucking. correct.
DAYUM, SON! IF ONLY THIS WAS AVIALABLE WHEN I WAS ON SCHOOL >:(
HAH! You kids. When I was in school, it wouldn’t help because we still used Roman numerals back then!
AHAHAHAHAHA-
oh my god
i’ll just be over here shutting the fuck up right about now
you can even solve geometric problems
or plot graphs
even 3D graphs!!!
Reblob to save a life
just reblobbed
reblobbing to help those in need
why aren’t we talking about simon winking at izzy!?
for each note this post gets i will pat my dog
her name is nelly & she is soft and lovely & she makes weird noises when she gets excited
this is her btw
