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'bear in mind' well yes there are bears in my mind. hibernating and eating berries and hunting for salmon and such, etc etc
"I'm lying to you but this sentence is technically the truth without context" is such a good trope. Like yes the way that I am spinning these words forms a lie but if you squint I'm actually not lying.
Subpeona carpenter her if she was a lawyer
My two moms at an lgbt pride event in New York, 1990
Per @spoonstrek
[tumblr] is a beautiful website where all kinds of people come to diversify their echolalia
You’re completely correct. Out of my way, able-bodied losers. Fuck you.
reminder to visit museums, even if you feel out of place. you feel out of place because there is an established concept of inaccessibility of "high culture" to the masses, purposefully developed to distinguish between social classes.
take up space, read the plaques, get the audioguides. you are just as entitled and right in being there. visit museums, boycott museums, be expressive about your opinions about museums.
a lot of museums are free, or discounted for youth and students. take advantage of that. check your local art museum. check your local history museum. museums are there for you, they are there to educate the public, not to distinguish between class. it isn't a private collection, it's a public exhibit.
GO TO MUSEUMS!!!!!!!
Sometimes a family is you, your best friend, your girlfriend, your cousin, a clone of those four and his nephew who is a bird.
i loooove little moments of human connection. i love it when a stranger has something good happen to them and you get to be a part of the celebration for a moment. i love it when it starts raining and you and a stranger get to say wow its really coming down out there! i love it when something happens and you and a stranger get to share a look. i will never see you again but we did experience something together and for just a moment we were a pair! i genuinely live for that shit
Looks like things are going well
donald trump you're just gonna have to bomb tel aviv
the term "child soldiers" gets used a lot in regards to animorphs and they are soldiers that are children but i don't know if elfangor breaking the law and telling them to protect their planet before getting eaten counts as officially being enlisted by the andalites. if you wanna be technical about it, they're not child soldiers, they're children engaging in covert guerilla warfare without any official orders and they're better at this than the majority of the actual army that's allegedly fighting the yeerks because they're driven by soul-crushing pressure, responsibility, and guilt. which is immeasurably tragic for them and incredibly embarrassing for the andalites
No IDs, but these tags got me in a huff:
So ok look. The point is not the flared leg by itself. These cannot be yoga pants. These are, and you have to understand this if you are too young to have worn them, BLUE JEANS. And this was the last years before all jeans were 70% spandex.
They were denim, and they weren't bell bottoms. They hung loose from the knee in a way that would make a wizard envious. We all walked around like we were wearing hakama. And they dragged on the ground. That was important. Ragged cuffs. If your jeans weren't so long that they had ratty cuffs, they were embarrassingly short.
And the thing about denim is that it's a twill weave and it's cotton. So not only does it hold a lot of water, it wicks. Walking around in these suckers on a wet day could get you wet to the knees even if you never stepped in a puddle.
Then you'd go inside and take off your shoes and try to avoid letting your freezing, wet, filthy pant legs touch your skin.
Yoga pants. Hmf.
people in cold climates would have a tide line of white marks around their knees (if they were normal height) in the winter.
From wicking up road salt.
The visceral memory of that time is something that never leaves you. Everyone's jeans were many inches higher in the back than the front because you kept stepping on the hem and ripping it off. Your lower legs were so very cold. Every new pair of jeans literally enveloped your entire foot, they were so so long re: leg-to-waist ratio. Walking on a rainy day was a legitimate workout. You have no idea.
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world heritage post
I took my little brother (autistic, mostly non verbal) out and he was using his voice keyboard to tell me something, and this little boy (maybe 4 or 5?) heard him and asked me "Is he a robot??" I tried to explain to him that no, he isn't a robot, he just communicates differently, but my darling brother was in the background max volume "I am robot I am robot I am robot I am robot"
My little brother insisted if I was going to post about him, he wanted a cut of the "profits". When I explained to him that Tumblr isn't monetized, and is pretty pointless, he and my older brother pointed out that he'd still be bringing me "fame and notoriety" if the post got "big". So we agreed, if the post hit 10k notes, which seemed extremely farfetched and silly at the time, I'd take my little brother out for sushi (his favorite food) and let him eat as much as he wants.
I guess God wanted the little robot to enjoy some sushi 🍣 🥲