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Things you will probably find here: The circus Chicago history Sebastian Stan Bucky Barnes

[fictitiouseli]

Hey guess what, I'm actually alive. I've been super busy, often working 50-60+ hours a week this summer. Also this past week I got into a car accident and then in an unrelated event, spent some time in the hospital because my intestines decided it would be cool to bleed. But I'm going to try to be more active. Maybe.

[fictitiouseli]

I made a LEGO bonsai tree at work today.

[nyuskirball-deactivated20180529]

Opening night sees no limits.

[calumet412]

Looking west across Michigan Ave at the Wrigley Building, 1929, Chicago

[calumet412]

Promotional poster to see the amazing Octophant at the Century of Progress World’s Fair, 1933, Chicago.

[earthpics4udaily]

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[constileslation-deactivated2021]

I’m just a kid from Brooklyn.

[fictitiouseli]

Just got home from Bob's Burgers Live. If it's coming to your city, I highly recommend it.

[calumet412]

The Art Institute of Chicago, Michigan Ave at Adams, 1909, Chicago

[fictitiouseli]

Thanks! It went very well and I should find out if I got it within the week.

[fictitiouseli]

My cat and I share a birthday, so I made him a new bed today as a gift.

[whattheendoftheworldlookedlike]

Chicago, 2013.

[nyctaeus]

Edgar Degas, ‘What They See’

'You visit museums to see works of art. Have you ever wondered what they see instead?'

[circuswarehouse]

Adam Woolley Wednesdays: Rope @ 5pm; Silks @ 7pm. #adamwoolley #cirque #circusnow #circuswarehouse #nyc #class #aerialist #corde #lisse #silks #aerial via Instagram http://ift.tt/1CPXTAO

[rejectedprincesses]

This is Katie Sandwina, vintage strongwoman extraordinaire. She worked for Barnum and Bailey’s in the early 1900s. According to legend, she met her husband while taking on all comers in wrestling (an area in which, much like Rejected Princess Khutulun, she remained undefeated). Her future husband, Max, approached the ring thinking that it’d be easy money. According to his later recollection, he only remembered entering the arena, a blue sky, and getting carried away by Katie like a sack of potatoes. That’s him looking up to her in the last picture.

She worked into her 60s, bending iron bars and besting her male contemporaries in feats of strength. The name Sandwina even comes from her famously defeating father-of-bodybuilding Eugene Sandow in a weightlifting competition.

You can find more on Sandwina here.

[missedinhistory]

Also the subject of an upcoming episode of our podcast!

[neil-gaiman]

I have been trying to write for a while now. I have all these amazing ideas, but its really hard getting my thoughts onto paper. Thus, my ideas never really come to fruition. Do you have any advice?

Write the ideas down. If they are going to be stories, try and tell the stories you would like to read. Finish the things you start to write. Do it a lot and you will be a writer. The only way to do it is to do it. 

I’m just kidding. There are much easier ways of doing it. For example: On the top of a distant mountain there grows a tree with silver leaves. Once every year, at dawn on April 30th, this tree blossoms, with five flowers, and over the next hour each blossom becomes a berry, first a green berry, then black, then golden.

At the moment the five berries become golden, five white crows, who have been waiting on the mountain, and which you will have mistaken for snow, will swoop down on the tree, greedily stripping it of all its berries, and will fly off, laughing.

You must catch, with your bare hands, the smallest of the crows, and you must force it to give up the berry (the crows do not swallow the berries. They carry them far across the ocean, to an enchanter’s garden, to drop, one by one, into the mouth of his daughter, who will wake from her enchanted sleep only when a thousand such berries have been fed to her). When you have obtained the golden berry, you must place it under your tongue, and return directly to your home.

For the next week, you must speak to no-one, not even your loved ones or a highway patrol officer stopping you for speeding. Say nothing. Do not sleep. Let the berry sit beneath your tongue.

At midnight on the seventh day you must go to the highest place in your town (it is common to climb on roofs for this step) and, with the berry safely beneath your tongue, recite the whole of Fox in Socks. Do not let the berry slip from your tongue. Do not miss out any of the poem, or skip any of the bits of the Muddle Puddle Tweetle Poodle Beetle Noodle Bottle Paddle Battle.

Then, and only then, can you swallow the berry. You must return home as quickly as you can, for you have only half an hour at most before you fall into a deep sleep.

When you wake in the morning, you will be able to get your thoughts and ideas down onto the paper, and you will be a writer. 

[hazenbecker-deactivated20170208]

"You are my mission."

This one turned out way better than the Loki one, which means I’ll have to go back to it. But here he is, the Winter Soldier.