Athena: You mean venomous, and make sure the eggs have both reptile and bird traits.
Hermes: *takes the joint* Give it extra senses.
Poseidon: It should be aquatic.
If you are talking about dolphins they used to be wolf like creatures that due to scarcity of food they had to hunt in water so they slowly evolved into water mammals, dolphins still have claw bones but they are unnecessary and dolphins will get rid of them with time and will develop abilities to breath under water
Last year, after 10 wonderful, chaotic, meme-orable (sorry) years on @staff, I logged off from my role as tumblr's head of @entertainment (but I'll never log off of main!). Last week, we released our 50th and final (for now!) episode of @dashboarddiaries. I truly can't believe how quickly the time went.
It was an immense privilege to spend so many years collaborating with the countless coworkers, partners, and community members who make this hellsite (affectionate) a hellhome(site).
Tumblr was much more than a job. I grew up on tumblr, and I grew up at tumblr.
Sitting in my college dorm in 2012, making a collage of outfit inspo photos on a Word document (as one does), who knew that my perplexed roommate @neshat asking, “uh, have you heard of tumblr?” would change the course of my life.
Two years and tens of thousands of reblogs later, I somehow landed an internship on the content & community team and – after sharing thousands of officially sanctioned shitposts, working on hundreds of campaigns, and making dozens of new friends (and getting a couple of concussions (unrelated to work)) – I can confidently say that joining tumblr was one of the best decisions that I've ever made (and that this is perhaps the longest sentence that I've ever written).
Summing up the past years in a post feels impossible, but here’s a little scroll down meme-ory (too much?) lane.
Note: this is not how I got one of the concussions
For the full experience, please listen to the below while you scroll.
Obligatory @david seflie from 2014.
Launching @mishacollins' tumblr with a @gish scavenger hunt during a Supernatural convention... and breaking tumblr.
Bringing community questions everywhere from to @nasa astronauts on the International Space Station, to @televisionacad nominees at the Emmys with Answer Time.
Witnessing Kellan Lutz and Jackson Rathbone unintentionally reenact the @twilight fan art I made in high school sculpture class.
Ricky Whittle attempting to teach me how to dance.
Sweating so much during the @primevideo Saltburn interview that Emerald Fennell compared me to a glazed donut.
Discussing my talent for concussions with @rejectedjokes.
Developing Tumblr Top 5 with the incredible team at @wearewatcher, and resurrecting Coppy in the process.
Having a wee tumblr tea party with the cast of @netflix's Queen Charlotte: A Bridgerton Story.
And so so much more, so I've also queued up some posts and reblogs from over the years. Here's a song to accompany that experience.
More to come very soon, and in the meantime you can find me haunting a dashboard near you.
I love you all, I had a ball(pit), and I’ll see you on the internet 🫶
and i can't get over how the artist/graphic designer clearly went in knowing they were replicating classic holy white bird imagery and did a decent job with the editing too, except they either don't know what a dove is, don't know that the bird being specifically a dove matters, or just got real lazy and chose the first all white bird that came up in search results because that is fully a seagull in that image
It’s honestly such a shame that Michaela Striling canonically isn't familiar with London. And that she was introduced to society on the season Benedict got serious about marriage. Bc the comedic potential we lost is immeasurable. Imagine a universe where they lock eyes for the first time across the room (maybe at one of Francesca's dinner parties) and both immediately realize that they've seen each others before. Specifically: at the extremely discreet, extremely not-spoken-about regency gay club
I asked a taxi driver in Bucharest to take the quickest route to the airport. 10 minutes later we're doing 120kph the wrong way done the street car tracks when another taxi tried to pass us and dude just floors it. Never spoke a word, smoked 9 cigarettes over the 30 minute ride, never took off his sunglasses and blasting opera all the way. I look at it as paying 15€ plús tip to lose all fear of death.
second hand story but one I know is true, but my dad worked as a taxi driver in Monteray in the 90s. Now, it’s important to note that there’s a racing event in town, so lots of people are coming through. My dad just so happens to get a group of people in town for the race in his car.
Because taxi’s are not like uber and you are basically expected to make conversation, my dad asks if these guys are in town for the races. They say yeah, so my dad asks “are you participating or are you watching?”
“Participating”
“Well then, I don’t like you”
They ask why, and my dad explains that they’re doing what he’s always wanted to do. Well, this small guy right behind my dad makes the mistake of saying “Well, show us what you got.”
My 25 year old father, takes this as a challenge. Now, his driving is still scary to this day, so imagine how it was when he was 25. He fucking floors it down the highway, and there is an exit they need to take to get to the bar the guys are going. This exit has hedges on the drivers side, so my dad slows down to 60, takes this turn on 2 wheels. All the guy behind him see’s is these bushes coming at him, so he does the rational thing and he screams like a little girl.
When they arrive at the bar, everyone piles out, and then one guy stops, turns around and motions for my dad to roll down the window. He tosses a $5 at my dad and says “I’ve never heard anybody make Christian scream like that.”
My dad had Christian Fittipaldi and his pit crew in his car, and made him scream like a little bitch. It’s my all time favorite story.
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