Daydreams of a Mad Cow

Act right. Fix your stuff. Love. Ain’t nobody else gonna do it for you. Senior married gay lady with three giant baby men. poems at thenextmcm, fics at madcowmama. Thanks for stopping by :)

[quasi-normalcy]

We have this interesting situation where we basically no longer have privacy nor the expectation of privacy, but we also don't have community or meaningful connection with others, so we're all simultaneously both completely exposed and absolutely alone, and please understand that when I say this situation is "interesting", what I in fact mean is that it's "nightmarish and I wish I could wake up"

[dianessunflower]

Ride or Die 1x02 The Yellow Wood

[the-real-ted-cruz]

no other social media platform has lore quite like tumblr’s

[angstycatthatlikestea-deactivat]

the gods that haunt this place are unlike any others

[super-face]

I just saw a tiktok comment saying that tumblr right now is like a place recovered from being irradiated

[sneakyfeets]

[cryptognomicon]

Sign outside Tumblr: “This place is not a place of honor. No highly esteemed deed is commemorated here. Nothing valued is here. …”

[transastronautistic]

id: screenshot of tags reading “the wildlife carries on in the ruins like nothing ever happened”

[therobotmonster]

Sometimes you can hear voices from the trees...

[person-of-many-names]

I like your shoelaces

[avocadosfromfigaro]

Thanks, I pulled them out of a stump filled with fae water and now it wards off the President

[constance-mcentee-deactivated20]

Without naming your job, tell me something you say over and over again at work.

"I can note your interest in that feature for future development."

[catsbeaversandducks]

By sin.xline

[homunculus-argument]

The Odyssey but retold as a low-stakes modern adventure of one guy out with his girlfriend leaving the bar with his buddies to do just one (1) simple thing real quick, it'll take like 15 minutes tops, he'll be right back, but then some bullshit happens and the trip keeps getting more complicated as more bullshit keeps happening while he just tries to get back to the bar because he promised his girlfriend that he'd get back and he knows that she's still there because she told him she'd wait there.

And by the time he finally gets back it's almost 3 am and the bar is about to close while she's sitting there stone cold sober, surrounded by 5 drunk guys unsuccessfully trying to convince her to give up on waiting for him and go home with one of them instead. And the guy shows up to proceed to beat the shit out of them before explaining himself to her like hey sorry bullshit kept happening, my phone fell into a storm drain and my wallet got stolen when I was trying to find someone who'd borrow me a phone so I could call and

[thekijs]

His girlfriend had been fending off the 5 drunk guys for most of the evening by explaining that even if she was going to ditch her boyfriend, she can't possibly leave without finishing her beer, which she is keeping perpetually full via careful sleight of hand where she's just pouring it back and forth into and out of the pitcher.

However the drunk guys are also drinking, and eventually she can't afford to buy another pitcher for the table so she can't keep up the ever-full beer glass trick. At this point she has to resort to setting up the pool trick shot that she's never seen anyone but her boyfriend pull off, and says she'll leave with whoever manages the shot first.

That buys her another hour or so and then, finally, her boyfriend makes it back. He looks like shit, hair down and just a mess, he's wearing an entirely different jacket that he got from an alley, and barely recognizable—especially to 5 guys who've been drunk for hours now. He lurks for a minute, finds out what's going on, and proceeds to pull off the trick shot first try. Throws the jacket off, fixes his hair with a hair tie his girlfriend lends him, finally looks like himself again, and THEN beats the shit out of them with the pool cue.

[weaselle]

yuh i was there, that's how it happened

[futileexercise]

[bowlby4]

[without-ado]

"Shadows on the Balearic Sea" l Andrew McCarthy

[aenslem]

RIDE OR DIE (2026–) | 1.06 "Moonlight on the Bosphorus"

[bookgeekgrrl]

#i don't even ship them bc I'm a 'treat friendships with the intensity of romances you cowards' bitch #but if there was any justice in this world tumblr would be as obsessed with them #y'all are making up rich inner lives for saja boys #i love that judith fully has a love interest in this who is plot critical but it's so 'this aint about him' lmao (@jq37)

[sorrysomethingwentwrong]

"Pinhole Camera" Eclipse Effect !

During a solar eclipse, unique shadows can appear on the ground as sunlight passes through small gaps between leaves, creating thousands of crescent-shaped shadows.

[mad-cow-mama]

TIL

1) never use furring strips for anything

2) never let somebody else pick your wood

3) always allow the chop saw come to a complete stop before raising it

[fluffysheeps]

Flower cows! 🌼🐄

[traitor]

there’s always those 3 or 4 mutuals that always like and reblog ur stuff and i just wanna say thanks and stay cool

[microsff]

Moa and the lost sun - The 2014 Advent Tale

(This story was serialised in 25 daily tweets from MicroSFF, December 1st to 25th, 2014. Here those tweets have been collected to give the full story.)

Moa woke to mooing. She wrapped her blanket around her like a shawl, put her feet in her clogs, and went to milk the cows.

Life moves slowly in winter. Moa took the milk to the cold cellar and returned to bed, to wait for sunrise. It didn’t come.

The sky above the smoke hole in the thatch remained dark. Moa’s family would not wake from their sleep, despite her crying.

Moa dried her tears. Then she hung the lamp from the door on the billygoat’s horn, filled his panniers, and lead him east.

They made good progress through the snow. Soon they came to the bridge over the river. “Hello,” Moa called. “Master Troll?”

The troll climbed up. “Where’s the sun?” he said. “I can’t sleep in darkness.” “I’ll find out,” Moa said. “Will you help?”

They reached the mountains, and climbed slowly, carefully. When they reached the summit, they saw a faint light in the east.

“Is that light small, or far away?” the troll asked. “It is in the valley,” Moa said. “Unless there’s a hole in the world.”

Moa filled the lamp, then led the way down the mountain. I’m not afraid, she told herself. I have a billygoat and a troll.

As they drew nearer, the troll stopped. “Listen!” There was a low, rumbling sound. Moa looked at him. “Not me!” he said.

The light, and the rumbling, grew stronger. At last they could see a huge wolf, holding a shining globe as large as Moa.

“What do we do?” the troll asked. Moa hesitated. The wolf was bigger and scarier than the troll. “Let’s ask it. Politely.”

“Excuse me?” The wolf turned to look at the three of them. “No, excuse me,” it smiled. “Did my rumbling belly wake you?”

Moa couldn’t stop the question: “Are you hungry?” The wolf laughed and looked from her to the billygoat. “Yes. Yes, I am.”

Moa did not know what to say to that, but the troll pushed past her. “So bright,” he said, then curled up and fell asleep.

“Do you know where the sun is?” Moa asked. “I caught it,” the wolf said. “Is that it?” “In a sense.” “But why?” “To eat.”

“You can’t eat the sun!” Moa rushed in and hugged the glowing sphere. The wolf smiled and lifted his paw; the sphere rose.

The sphere was warm and soft. Moa held on, terrified, as it slowly floated upwards. The wolf stood, mouth open in a grin.

Far below, Moa could see the troll sleeping, and the billygoat standing forlorn. The wolf looked up at her. Then he leapt.

The wolf seemed to grow as it rose, maw gaping wide. The enormous jaws enveloped Moa and the sun, then closed around them.

Darkness fell over the world, and the ground shook when the wolf landed again. The troll stirred, then woke. “Not again.”

The troll took a firm hold of the wolf’s tail and yanked it, hard. The wolf raised its head to the sky and howled in pain.

When Moa saw the jaws open, she bent her knees, pushed hard against the wolf’s tongue, and jumped, the sun ahead of her.

Once she was clear of the wolf’s teeth, Moa shoved the sun up and away. She watched it rise as she was falling, and smiled.

Her mother nudged her. “Sun’s rising, wake up.” Moa sat up in bed; heard her dad ask: “Why is the lamp on the goat’s horn?”

[everythingfox]

🎥: Yuki Yokoyama

[crocanti]