From the stern to the bow
Oh, my boat is empty
Yes, my heart is empty
From the hull to the how
From the rudder to the sail
Oh, my boat is emtpy
Yes, my hand is empty
From the wrist to the nail
$LAYYYTER
The Bowery Presents
trying on a metaphor
Noah Kahan

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#extradirty
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Claire Keane
noise dept.

Product Placement
EXPECTATIONS
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Jules of Nature
almost home
Cosimo Galluzzi
🩵 avery cochrane 🩵
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@lets-play-gwent
From the stern to the bow
Oh, my boat is empty
Yes, my heart is empty
From the hull to the how
From the rudder to the sail
Oh, my boat is emtpy
Yes, my hand is empty
From the wrist to the nail
YOU HAVE A VAGINA?
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this is the happiest day of my life
Too soon
65 million years…
Don’t worry, guys. Carl is clearly a brachiosaurus, which lived during the Jurassic period. (And before anyone says our lil’ boy Steve is a velociraptor and therefore puts our comic in the late cretaceous, aka the time of the comet–that lil guy could easily be a compsognathus or a caudipteryx, both Jurassic-era species of small theropod dinosaurs. So the light getting bigger every night is going to pass by harmlessly, and Steve and Carl can go on enjoying the stars together until they die of old age, since Carl has very few natural predators at his size and I bet he’ll protect Steve, if he needs it (though small, fast and carnivorous as Steve is, he probably won’t).
So it’s all good!!
That entire response explaining how these two characters didn’t die a fiery death but instead lived long and happy lives literally made my day.
I was ready to be heartbroken again. Thank you for making it happy after all.
I was experimenting with setting one skin for my laptop and a different skin for my phone and ended up with a halfway decent dark mode of my medieval skin by adding that one and my simplified low contrast skin together.
Still haven't figured out how to get totally separate skins based on screen size, but this was a fun little unexpected treat lol.
This was close enough to a usable dark mode that I figured I'd poke at it a little bit, and it seems ilke if you remove one single line from my medieval skin, it all works out.
If you haven't already got it, create a site skin for my medieval skin. Instructions are in the ReadMe file.
In the medieval skin code, find ol.index.group, and delete it (line 18 in the github file)
If you haven't already got it, create a site skin for my simplified low contrast dark mode skin
Create a third site skin to combine those first two together
In the CSS box for that third skin, paste this code (it doesn't do anything but you need to have something in that box): li.blurb { background: transparent; }
Scroll down and tap on the button labelled Advanced
Scroll down again and tap on Add Parent Skin
In the text box, stop typing the name you gave to the medieval skin and select it from the drop down
Add Parent Skin again
Type in the name you gave the dark mode and select it from the drop down
Tap on the Submit button to save the third skin.
On the new page, Use the third skin.
Now you've got a dark medieval skin with a simplified interface for AO3.
PS. You might want to adjust the colours for the tags? If you need help, lemme know.
It was important to me that she puts emphasis on the TOK
Where I come from, we don’t worry about these fruity-tuity California style buds. Okay? I’m from Scranton. What i’m smoking is dirt. So lets get that straight jack. Pure brick. Ass. Okay? America- Americans are wanting to smoke that dirt, okay? You go up to someone and say, hey, I’m gonna give you a big bag of this heady bud, but I’m taking your stash of mids, they’re gonna say C’mon man! get out of here! *audience cheers* that’s right. that’s right. Get the hell out of here! We like stems! We like seeds! Where I come from.
this post is scripture to me like this is a seminal text. to me
in the category of stories that are already slightly weird and then nonchalantly take an even weirder turn in the last sentence
I am a huge fan of retiring to my quarters
In this economy you'll be lucky to retire to your nickels
Victor Frankenstein after achieving the impossible and building a fucking person from scraps of the dead: Oh god, ew, ew it's ugly! Yucky! Yucky! Gross! Ew! Ew! Yucky! Yucky! Gross! Ew!
i am massively overdue for a very very good week where not a single bad thing happens and everything is easy
reblog to give prev a very good week where not a single bad thing happens and everything is easy
I’m really enamored with the dynamic of two characters who work perfectly in tandem, like pacific rim drift compatible level, but they don’t like each other. It’s not even as strong an emotion as hate it’s just a very neutral-negative dislike, but they still act in perfect concert and their individual abilities are fully complementary
Weird Fantasy (1950) #18 written by Al Feldstein and drawn by Joe Orlando, with editor Bill Gaines
So he said it can't be a Black. So I said, "For God's sakes, Judge Murphy, that's the whole point of the Goddamn story!" So he said, "No, it can't be a Black". Bill just called him up and raised the roof, and finally they said, "Well, you gotta take the perspiration off". I had the stars glistening in the perspiration on his Black skin. Bill said, "Fuck you", and he hung up.
Al Feldstein, Tales of Terror: The EC Companion
Just to add context for those not aware of the impact of this story.
The reason it was so important for narrative purposes, was that the plot concerns the visit of the Astronaut, in his completely opaque spacesuit, to a planet populated entirely by self-aware robots (originally from Earth) who have built their own society and are petitioning to be allowed to interact with Earth again as equals.
They have a democratic government and free choice of careers etc. as the orange robot serving as guide tells the Astronaut.
The Astronaut notices that there are two different types of robot on this world; the orange ones, who are in charge, gifted access to all information and facilities. and the blue robots, who are seen as more limited in function, have less access to information and resources, and are not allowed positions of power or as wide a choice of employment opportunities. Even transportation is segregated.
The Astronaut investigates further and discovers that the blue and orange robots are actually structurally identical, there is absolutely no difference between their potential or capabilities, and it is only because the orange robots are instructed by their Educator system to consider themselves superior, that the difference exists.
The Astronaut tells the robots they are not ready for re-alignment with Earth, until they come to terms with their own unfairness, and how Earth had had to deal with this issue themselves. When that time comes, the robots will be able to ally with Earth.
Then he leaves in his spaceship, and it's only in that one final panel that we see the Astronaut is black.
Not subtle, nor should it be, but for 1950 this was a breathtakingly powerful statement, perhaps the first of it's kind in the genre.
The black character was not a caricature, or comedy relief, he was a main character in his own right, a human who "simply" was black.
Ok, but this story is sadly revolutionary even now. That is not just a human who happens to be black, as far as every other character in this story is concerned this is the most important, maybe even the only human they ever see, who happens to be black.
As depressing as that is, but a black person just casually representing the entirety of humanity is a breathtakingly powerfull statement even today, a quarter of a century later.
*a breathtakingly powerful statement even today, three quarters of a century later
untitled by keith haring, vinyl paint on vinyl tarpaulin, 1982.
It is truly shocking how much turning down the lights helps when I'm overstimulated at work. I always think "surely it won't make that much of a difference, is it even worth doing?" And then I turn the lights down and the evil static dies down by like 75%
I was gonna describe Palpatine’s spaces as like the bloody insides of a large beast, but the more I thought about it
…Palpatine’s office is a womb right? Its where Sidious’ perfect apprentice is developed. He’s nurtured in this space by Palpatine until he Anakin leaves it reborn Vader.
Like there’s really so much to say about Palpatine and yonic symbolism.
He’s also almost an anti-mother. With Anakin only knowing a mother’s love, and both of his major conflicts being about saving his mother and the mother of his children, Palpatine is a perversion of both. With Palpatine eventually replacing both Shmi and Padmé. Initially taking a nurturing role throughout his conflict over his mother, and eventually becoming the person Vader is most dedicated to through his conflict over Padmé.
Shmi’s child (Anakin) dies and is reborn Darth Vader. Idk it’s just paired with the raw bloody entrance like outfit we wears. They’re in this red organ like office and Vader is being born through Sidious. Its almost a gory birth scene.
Then there’s like the inverse of Anakin with his mother happening in this scene. With Palpatine arriving on time.
...okay I had to read the words 'Palpatine and yonic symbolism' with my own two eyes so now you do too. I wish I could find one single thing about this to dispute but I can't.
Estelle Getty (July 25, 1923 – July 22, 2008)
“No matter how bad things get, remember these sage words: You’re old, you sag, get over it.” - Sophia Petrillo