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New Valentineâs cards, from myself and @dr-skara
Hey. International people.
Keep calling it the Gulf of Mexico or whatever your term is for it. Do not allow the Republican regime to label that body of water the Gulf of America to the world. The name came from a the term Mexica, what the Aztecs called themselves. Itâs been called the Gulf of Mexico since the 1600s.
Keep calling it Mount Denali. The original name before it was Mount McKinley. Donât let the First Nations be erased.
It may sound stupid and petty. But it is an attempt to rewrite history and make us forget the origins. It is a literal white washing of history. This type of censorship is a beginning to greater evils.
This goes for everyone who works in writing. If you write for a website, social media, blog, if you make marketing emails, itâs called the Gulf of Mexico. If youâre company is having discuss about how to interpret the style guide on this issue, you have to double down on the Gulf of Mexico. Thereâs no neutral or apolitical way about writing about geography and your voice matters.
A social media business renamed itself to a single letter and everyone thought it was annoying but most writers reluctantly capitulated because they wanted to use the official name. We canât let that happen with a sovereign countryâs sovereign waters.
how it started how itâs going
I just know he has been waiting to do that for a long time
What is your favourite extinct bird of prey?
ARGENTAVIS MAGNIFICENS I MISS YOU SO FUCKING BAD!!!!!!!!!!!
"vultures arent really a bird of prey" i dont CARE i want argentavis BACK!!! she is EVERYTHING TO ME!!!!!
though if it doesnt count then its probably a tie between haast's eagle(im basic) and any of the extinct pandion sp im really fucking curious abt them
honorable mention to ornimegalonyx, on the basis that a burrowing owl the size of a third grader is just inherently funny
I donât even really think of Valentineâs Day as a romantic holiday anymore itâs just like a pastel Halloween where everyone eats candy and we all reblog silly fandom-themed cards. I think part of the reason is because years ago there was a a plaguecore joke that, because St Valentine was also the patron saint of the plague, Valentineâs Day is a plague doctor holiday so thatâs just what itâs become for me
studying ancient history will have you thinking stuff like The 18th century was basically yesterday
i'll never live down the time i was talking with a friend and i said "given recent events". my friend said "what recent events?" and i had to reply "the Protestant Reformation"
Must be opposite day
i like to pretend i already died and asked god to send me back to earth so i can swim in lakes again and see mountains and get my heart broken and love my friends and cry so hard in the bathroom and go grocery shopping 1,000 more times. and that i promised i would never forget the miracle of being here
Encyclopedia of an Ordinary Life, Amy Krouse Rosenthal
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every time i make vodka sauce, the peppermint twist vodka on the high shelf in my kitchen calls to me like the green goblin mask
lmfaooo nice
Today's Seal Is: A Little Sweetheart (credit: LittleBlueSeal on Etsy)
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put my cat on the cover of CRIME Magazine, where he belongs
if you think for one second that iâm exaggerating for effect
do not trust him
âNine months,â Caleb murmured, staring at the tiny baby in his arms. His baby. Their baby. His eyes were shining with aweâbut his voice carried a hint of betrayal. âNine months inside your momâs womb⊠only to come out looking exactly like me.â
You rolled your eyes, the corner of your lips curling up into a soft smile. Your attention remained fixed on the minimally interesting documentary playing on the TV. âGood job, baby.â
âGood job?â He continued to pace in circles while cradling the baby. Caleb ran a finger along his sonâs cheek, gently poking it, amazed by how soft and chubby it was. âItâs not that I donât like himâheâs cute, and I love him. But I wanted a mini-you running around the house, giving me headaches. Instead, I replicated myself.â
âYeah, sometimes genetics do that.â You replied, starting to feel a little sorry for your husband. âBesides, he hasnât even turned one month old yet, maybe heâll pick up my personality or some other trait of mine?â
Caleb sat down next to you, careful not to disturb the pillows surrounding you. âYou think?â He spoke a little too loudly, then flinched as he felt the baby stir, waking up. Slowly, his tiny eyelids fluttered open, granting his dad a glimpse of his purple irises.
There was a long silence between you, the only sound being the narratorâs voice echoing through the room.
You took a deep breath, trying to suppress a laugh. Caleb held one of the babyâs tiny hands, attempting to entertain him. âYour genes didnât even tryâŠâ
Omg... how is this so freaking cute???
But also, that last line had me đ