[heyhosers]

vines y’all have been sleeping on aka vines i haven’t seen in comps but still make me happy

[darkestelemental616]

I’VE NEVER SEEN THAT ASL ONE BEFORE DOES ANYONE HAVE A LINK TO THAT BY ITSELF?

[d-e-l-ete-d-deactivated20181014]

[doomtribble73]

[mangocarta]

so i went to the zoo yesterday and saw the cutest family of otters ever

and then i checked their names

they’re all NAmED aftER fOOD

EXCEPT kEVIN

WHY

WHY WOULD THEY DO THIS

[jasonptodd]

my dog: *falls asleep*

me: 

i hate math tests because all throughout the chapter it’s like really easy shit and then you think you’ve got it and then the test is like 

if i throw a triangle out of a car and the car is going 20 mph and wind resistance is a thing that exists, how many cupcakes can pedro buy with one human soul 

[mr-elementle]

A Human soul is worth $660,326.82 according to “The devil went down to Georgia” where the Devil offers a fiddle of gold as an equal bet against a soul.

assuming a fiddle weighs about 450 grams and is primarily made out of spruce and maple. The density of spruce is 0.43 g/cm3, and the density of maple is 0.6 g/cm3. As an estimation, we’ll just average these and suppose that the average density of the material of a violin is 0.515g/cm3. so If the Fiddle weighs 450 g and has a density of 0.515 g/cm3, that means that the volume of the wood of the Fiddle is 873.8 cm3. Our hypothetical golden prize had gold in lieu of wood. So 873.8 cm3 of gold weighs 16.9 kg — almost forty pounds! — or 543.3 troy ounces. 

Since the selling price of gold today is $1215.40 per ounce that gives us our value, but as for cupcakes it’s a little harder, most cupcakes sell for $2.50 to $4.00 at a bake shop, so let’s average that to $3.25, some simple division and we get our answer

Pedro can buy 203,177 cupcakes and have $1.56 left over.

[mr-elementle]

when the fuck did i do this? i have no memory of this

[hotvampireadjacent]

it wasn’t you it was the devil

[bigcatawareness]

i don't really understand why you would be pro-zoo. like i understand nature reserves and sanctuaries where people can observe from afar, but it doesn't seem right to me when they're locked up in generally small confined areas for people to watch them do nothing all day. idk maybe i'm getting this wrong, and i still really respect you, i just don't understand this. like i interned at a zoo and felt uncomfortable with how small their living areas were and how they had no stimulation

Zoos don’t look like this anymore.

They look like this:

Good zoos do not keep their animals in “tiny spaces” with no enrichment.  I’m not pro-roadside zoo.  I’m pro-accredited zoo.  Zoos are incredibly important for conservation and education.

Are Zoos Necessary?

The Importance of Zoos: Resource Post

Why Zoos and Aquariums Matter: Assessing the Impact of a Visit to a Zoo or Aquarium

Why I Want to be a Keeper

Why I Believe in Zoos

[useless-zoofacts]

There should be way more pictures of modern zoos so i just add some more

[merp-a-derp69-deactivated201808]

Seriously zoos do so much important conservation work as well I hate when people shit all over zoos as if the animals are locked up and not looked after

[nyxetoile]

The SF Zoo has two sea lions. Now, if you know SF, you know that sea lions are a Thing. They’re all over Pier 39 and various other beaches in N California. In fact, the zoo is near the ocean, so there are sea lions not 200 yards from the zoo entrance. So having sea lions in the zoo seems sort of superfluous.

Except the sea lions are blind. One was found as an adult after suffering a gun shot wound to the face that destroyed his eyes. The other was found as an adolescent, weak and starving because it had been blinded and unable to hunt. So they were rescued and introduced and the zoo built them a nice pool where they can swim and sunbathe and people toss them fish. It’s not the biggest exhibit, or the fanciest. But it’s a home for them, where they’re safe and well fed. Sea lions aren’t the most romantic of animals, but they’re a part of SF culture and a lot of us have a soft spot for the loud, bulbous things. And because of zoos, these two get to live long, happy lives.

Whenever anyone complains about zoos, I think about Silent Knight and Henry. 

[zoogeek327]

I think it’s St. Louis zoo that is saving big cats in Africa. Scientists couldn’t figure out what was killing off the local lion population. They were dying off from Canine Distemper. The local unvaccinated dogs of the towns would spread the disease to other animals or have it themselves. When the lions ate the infected animals they would catch it as well. You know what that Zoo is doing to stop this disease? They are going over to those towns and vaccinating the dogs for free. The community loves it and people from other villages comes for miles to get their dogs vaccinated as well.

They also do work with camel populations because the local human population use the camels for food sources the zoos help monitor the camels health.

Another zoo, I want to say it’s the Oregon zoo but don’t quote me on that, is helping female inmates. The zoo works with the female prisons by encouraging the inmates to assist in the breeding and raising of endangered species of butterflies. They plant the specific plants that the butterflies and catapillars need, raise them, and release them. These inmates get noted in any scientific journals that get published. They are giving these inmates a sense of accomplishment and validation.

Zoos not only save species but bring together and assist communities in an effort to save the environment. Zoos, good zoos, are essential to the future and I will fight anyone who tries to say otherwise.

PS you don’t see PETA doing any of this.

[just-chilln]

[killerchickadee]

You kiddos have no idea how groundbreaking this was. Like there’s a reason THE lesbian website for a billion years was called After Ellen. She changed everything.

[aleph-none]

oh man you know that feeling that’s like kind of an ache right between your heart and your stomach? like nostalgic knowing of pain? that’s how the scared look in Ellen’s eyes makes me feel.  

[auntiewanda]

Look at her hand too and how nervous she is. Every gay and lesbian person knows this feeling, because we know there are assumptions and consequences and there’s no telling how someone will react.

[gayheretic-deactivated20190804]

And let no one forget that she suffered consequences for this. It wasn’t just a moment of cathartic unburdening and then business as usual.

[auntiewanda]

Right, she lost her first TV show. She worked hard to get up to where she is today.

[the-wasp-prince-deactivated2023]

You can see the moment where she’s like “I can’t just like and make up a name. I can’t just pretend that the person I felt a deep connection with doesn’t exist.”

[dangeroustoast-blog]

Magnetic ball in magnetic putty

[meshugenist]

me trying to get comfortable in my covers at night

[weloveshortvideos]

Cursing in english vs. in español.

Vine by La catrachigringa

[sevenwoneight-deactivated201607]

Still one of my fave vines. Glad it has resurfaced.

[postmarxed-deactivated20190429]

Cool there’s been asbestos in Johnson & Johnson baby powder this whole time and they have been aware of it for decades and done nothing

[postmarxed-deactivated20190429]

@laeffy yeah you uh. Need to stop doing that immediately and maybe go to the doctor to make sure you don’t have mesothelioma

[angelbabyspice]

this is so fucking sick

[catchymemes]

Chance of a lifetime for an epic trick

The passenger steamer SS Warrimoo was quietly knifing its way through the waters of the mid-Pacific on its way from Vancouver to Australia. The navigator had just finished working out a star fix and brought Captain John DS. Phillips, the result. The Warrimoo’s position was LAT 0º 31’ N and LONG 179 30’ W. The date was 31 December 1899.

“Know what this means?” First Mate Payton broke in, “We’re only a few miles from the intersection of the Equator and the International Date Line”. Captain Phillips was prankish enough to take full advantage of the opportunity for achieving the navigational freak of a lifetime.

He called his navigators to the bridge to check & double check the ship’s position. He changed course slightly so as to bear directly on his mark. Then he adjusted the engine speed.

The calm weather & clear night worked in his favor. At mid-night the SS Warrimoo lay on the Equator at exactly the point where it crossed the International Date Line! The consequences of this bizarre position were many:

The forward part (bow) of the ship was in the Southern Hemisphere & in the middle of summer.

The rear (stern) was in the Northern Hemisphere & in the middle of winter.

The date in the aft part of the ship was 31 December 1899.

In the bow (forward) part it was 1 January 1900.

—

This ship was therefore not only in:

Two different days,

Two different months,

Two different years,

Two different seasons

But in two different centuries - all at the same time!

[ignitionremix-blog]

it’s a beautiful day to give me money

[vanemuine-deactivated20240324]

People’s invisible illnesses are not a joke

 My mother suffers from migraines that are often triggered by scent. This can range anywhere from cleaning products, scented garbage bags, cologne/perfume and so on. As such, she’s had to ask for accommodations in the facility she works. This has included wearing surgical masks, industrial respirators, and having a perfume/cologne free work environment.

Here’s the thing, since receiving the accommodations, my mother has gone to the hospital more than six times for perfume exposure. Why? Because her co-workers deliberately wear excess amounts of perfume or cologne to trigger her migraines because they believe their right to wear perfume outweighs her right to live. This is not an exaggeration, my mother’s doctors have repeatedly stated that any one of these incidents could actually kill her.

Oh, and let me be clear, these are deliberate incidents. These are documented grievances with witnesses. Witnesses who saw co-workers put on perfume before interacting with my mother or workers deliberately crossing in my mother’s work area despite not even working in the area. Workers who have admitted to exposing her on purpose.  Even worse, some of those who’ve exposed her are supervisors.

People don’t believe my mother when she says her migraines are triggered by scent. Because they can’t see it, they don’t think it can possibly be that bad. It has taken her literally being hauled off in ambulance for some people to understand the severity of her condition.

Illnesses or disabilities, whether visible or not, are not jokes. Don’t play with someone else’s health or well being. It’s fucked up.

[ruffboi-mags]

When I was in training for my current job, there was a girl in my class who was ALWAYS putting on body sprays and scented lotions, despite the fact that there’s a rule against that on the site. Whatever, it wasn’t enough to bother me.

Until one day it was, and I had an asthma attack in the morning (thank the lord for people willing to share their inhaler with a broke kid with no scrip) and felt a second one coming in later and had to leave early despite some pretty strict attendance rules. (In fairness my trainer basically just didn’t report it so I didn’t get penalized for it for which I am eternally grateful.)

She was spoken to privately and the whole class was reminded about the rule and for 2 days she didn’t wear any. Day 3, she’s back at it again. So hey, I thought, maybe she just doesn’t get there are ACTUAL health issues happening. So on a break, after she’d started chatting with me and a couple other people, I asked: “hey, I’m not trying to be a pain but could you maybe not wear your body spray and scented lotion while we’re in the training room? It’s just a really enclosed space and I actually had an asthma attack the other day because the scents were triggering it.”

She rolled her eyes as if I’d asked for her to sit on the fucking moon or something. “Well I only put body spray on before I leave the house” not true “and my hands get dry so I have to use lotion.”

“Okay,” I said. “But like… maybe just not for the rest of the week? And then we’ll be out of training.”

“…but my hands will get dry.”

And then I might’ve given her a disgusted look and said “they make unscented lotion” and walked away.

But yeah. DONT BE THAT PERSON. I had a LITERAL GODDAMN ASTHMA ATTACK and her response was basically “who cares?”

Don’t be that person.

[noonmutter]

Here’s another fun one:

At my old job as a telephone captionist, there were really strict rules in place regarding what you can and cannot have or do at your cubicle, because we’re dealing with people’s private conversations and any interference can be seen as a legal breech of callers’ basic rights under American law.

One of these restrictions is “no doing your makeup or attending to hygiene, not even while you’re not on a call.” Because it’s a distraction for the captionist, it’s a distraction for the people around the captionist, and just seriously who does that at their desk?! Anyway, this includes everything from using toothpicks to applying lipstick to nail clipping (yes people did it) to brushing your hair. Anything that makes noise, mess, or smell is a no.

Part of my job was to train people, and sometimes that involved supervising captionists who had failed a review recently to see if I could figure out what was going on. I was assigned to do this one night and we were having a perfectly normal session, captionist said they were getting headaches sometimes and thought maybe they were just getting tired because it’s third shift. Captionist wasn’t having any issues while I was with them… Until we were suddenly both becoming aware of an oncoming powerful headache. And I smelled something.

Sure enough, one aisle over, someone was painting their damn nails at their desk. I reported them, and found out that they had been warned about this more than once.

Even if you’re not dealing with someone who’s allergic, be aware of the chemicals you’re putting on yourself and how aggressive they can be. This chick’s nail polish was causing two people to get painful headaches from 20 feet away in a relatively open area.

[oknope]

does anyone have like ten thousand dollars they don’t want

[soggywarmpockets]

Tonight I may have had an encounter with the smoothest human being on earth.

As many of you know I work as an actor in a haunted house. This is a fun job for many reasons, but witnessing people’s reactions to being scared is by far the best. I’m a scare window actor, which means I hide behind a section of the wall that is held up by a latch that I can lift and drop away suddenly, scaring people with both my scream, and the loud sound my window makes upon being dropped. I have a small hole drilled in the wall to look through to see people passing.

The smoothest human being on the planet wore a white hoodie. He came in a group with three other friends. I did not expect to scare him much. After a while you can kind of gauge just by what you can glimpse from your peephole whether someone will be a good scare or not. Men in their 20’s in a mixed group of friends typically do not get scared easily. But this guy was wearing white in my blacklight-equipped hallway, so he had made himself an easy target and I had to take advantage.

I dropped my window precisely when he was in front of it.

He leapt back toward the wall on the other side of my narrow hallway and his drew back his arm like he meant to punch me.

“This is it.” I thought. “I’m finally going to be socked in the face for scaring someone.”

But I was wrong.

His arm kept curling back behind his head. Smoothly, flawlessly, effortlessly he tucked his hand behind his head, leaned back on the wall opposite me, and propped a foot up on the plywood frame of my open window, reclining with ease.

“So, come here often?” He asked.

All of this occurred within the span of a second. Maybe two.

I was shook. I was stunned. I almost broke character.

I shrugged. “Only on the weekends.” I replied with my character voice. His group laughed. He double finger gunned me and walked on.

I will never forget him.

I cannot stress enough how perfect his transition from his fear reaction to his playboy act was. It flowed so naturally.

He is already a legend in my haunt.

[zackisontumblr]

the year is 2047. tumblr is still alive. things are still being gifed within minutes of their release. it remains a mystery