Have you ever seen a cat white knuckling something before?

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Have you ever seen a cat white knuckling something before?
I often think about that post that was a fake dating profile for a cat that was all about chickens, like wanting someone with posable thumbs for opening chickens.
This is one my favourite things the internet has ever made.
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This remains one of the great art objects of modern times and nobody will convince me otherwise.
“how could we go to the moon when things on earth need to be fixed” Ok we didn’t go to the moon for 50 years and none of you fixed dick so time’s up we’re go to the moon again fuck you
Ahh, it’s back
i have disproportionately strong feelings about this.
janeway’s love of collecting young adult mentees + ambivalence towards actual children is such a fun combination of character traits and ime very realistic for a subset of highly ambitious, highly independent, highly career-driven people. she wants someone mostly grown who she can help realize their final form. which is a perfectly good desire most of the time it’s just that they’re all stuck in psychological hell on the voyage of the damned so that final form keeps getting twisted from normal things like “competent starfleet officer” to “god’s most favourite sacrificial lamb” and “perfectly tuned cog in the ruthless machine that is voyager”
“Liar.”
BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER (1997-2003) - 2.07 • “Lie to Me”
if you’re 26 and older, reblog.
I remember when I was 26. The mastodon hunts were the highlight of my day, and we cheered whenever we made fire...
Disgust has absolutely no ethical weight. If you are basing your ethical positions on the emotion of disgust you should stop, it is entirely unjustified and leads to a huge amount of harm.
Word for today: wisdom of repugnance
The logical fallacy that because something disgusts you it must be bad
this is probably the funniest example of a tumblr user simply not reading the post theyre reblogging at all
Reblog if you are a freak who is justifying their gross actions
Madeira, Portugal
michael.paramonti
Saint-Gengoux-le-National, France (by olivier baron)
Love, grief, and magic in the mundane
1- @Bluewmist on Twitter / 2- Roly Poly is Taken on Twitter / 3- About Time (2012) by Richard Curtis, image from Mita Park on Unsplash / 4- Sherri Turner on Twitter / 5- Cold Solace by Anna Belle Kaufman / 6- The Anthropocene Reviewed by John Green
thinking about the (english-translated) lyrics to pō atarau, the māori folk song that plays when the hail mary and the blip-a separate.
farewell, / but return again / to your loved one, / weeping here
What they don’t tell you about speaking multiple languages is that your brain does not in fact have a box labeled Spanish and another one labeled German. Instead it has a box labeled “Not English” and sometimes when you’re talking or writing in one of the languages you speak it will just start pulling random words from that box.
I just wrote down “Tengo eine Katze” and then put my head in my hands
Relatable. I am only reasonably fluent in Japanese aside from English, but I know enough Spanish and Mandarin that my brain will spit out sentences like "Wow, 很好吃的, este リンゴは", maintaining a semblance of colloquial Japanese grammar with a grab bag of vocab. Annoying and hilarious.
Worst thing of all is when no language of those in the box is apparently available and your brain helpfully provides an image. Yes, brain, I know that we are talking about a
, now please provide a word for it è_é;
Cork, Ireland
Michael A Davenport, 3,090 Degrees Fahrenheit (Oil on canvas, 2025)
30in x 48in
From the artist’s Inprnt:
“3,090 degrees Fahrenheit is the temperature at which sand becomes glass, in a process known as the Pilkington Process. This is not the temperature of burning; this is the temperature of becoming something.”