The Bowery Presents
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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@newyorkcitywater
i want to be a new yorker. i will call people asshole and buy things from bodegas. i would watch SNL on CBS all night while drinking tap water with my wework colleagues. ill have an eight ball every day thats worth some sloppy mop. i would go to my fire escape to hit my juul every night. i am also more likely to meet influencers, andrew wk, 50 cent, and maury povich. i wish i was a new yorker :(
can you imagine being a parent in the pokemon world and your kid comes home with one of those straight up basically human pokemon. i know those motherfuckers can talk.
its morning. i see my childs Throh getting some oj from the fridge. 'morning', i say. he doesnt catch himself in time and says 'morning' back. he freezes and we both stare at each other knowingly. 'throh,' he says, but its too fucking late
"Culinary students will literally have a spaghetti due at 8" "Art students will literally turn in some shapes at the end of the week" Well I have 40 insects due next month. If you even care.
Hang on I need to look something up
Girl you are an obligate carnivore
her ball
you are just mad at me because i tore your leg off with my teeth for fun
SATAHTATMB = Such Amazing Things Are Hapoening This Autumn Trust Me Bro
In 1990, the high school dropout rate for Dolly Parton's hometown of Sevierville Tennessee was at 34% (Research shows that most kids make up their minds in fifth/sixth grade not to graduate). That year, all fifth and sixth graders from Sevierville were invited by Parton to attend an assembly at Dollywood. They were asked to pick a buddy, and if both students completed high school, Dolly Parton would personally hand them each a $500 check on their graduation day. As a result, the dropout rate for those classes fell to 6%, and has generally retained that average to this day.
Shortly after the success of The Buddy Program, Parton learned in dealing with teachers from the school district that problems in education often begin during first grade when kids are at different developmental levels. That year The Dollywood Foundation paid the salaries for additional teachers assistants in every first grade class for the next 2 years, under the agreement that if the program worked, the school system would effectively adopt and fund the program after the trial period.
During the same period, Parton founded the Imagination Library in 1995: The idea being that children from her rural hometown and low-income families often start school at a disadvantage and as a result, will be unfairly compared to their peers for the rest of their lives, effectively encouraging them not to pursue higher education. The objective of the Imagination library was that every child in Sevier County would receive one book, every month, mailed and addressed to the child, from the day they were born until the day they started kindergarten, 100% free of charge. What began as a hometown initiative now serves children in all 50 states, Australia, Canada, and the United Kingdom, mailing thousands of free books to children around the world monthly.
On March 1, 2018 Parton donated her 100 millionth book at the Library of Congress: a copy of "Coat of Many Colors" dedicated to her father, who never learned to read or write.
Trisonic out here taking a bold stance on the existence of free will and a deterministic universe. Calvinists DO NOT INTERACT
There's really this strong temptation that everyone has which basically says "to have interiority is to be like me; ordinary people are surface everywhere." And this manifests in different ways in different spaces, and becomes really pronounced when you cluster together with similar people. So tumblr users often act like straight people don't have any interiority because it helps you feel the deepening of social bonds with other gay people. This happens professionally too. I think it was Summer or Sharks who was saying that programming people think that intelligence is just being really good at writing code. Not surprising but very strange to me! I am (equally ridiculously) used to thinking that intelligence is being really good at philosophy, having command of a lot of sources that you can use creatively, etc. This reflects a kind of dynamic on tumblr and reddit. On reddit to have interiority is to be a science guy and on tumblr to have interiority is to be a humanities girl (and the dynamic is gendered in exactly this way). And I think there is something dangerous about habitually regarding other people as automatons. It's good to have people outside of your niche to remind you that other people from different walks of life are quite deep and complicated. They are full of love and fine grained attention to things you never thought to care about. And I think a lot of people go through life thinking of themselves as perpetually victimized by basically empty people rather than having genuine confrontations with full, genuine people who are committed to subtle, complex and real values, who have detailed and intricate histories, and who have a bond to you that you might never quite fully understand. But we rarely even try at understanding these things. We just decide that they're stupid and ridiculous and unreasonable.
legitimately worldview altering realisation and i'm not even employed right now
WHO GOES THERE
Searching for ghouls, ghosts, bumps in the night, etc
I pulled out the kudzu vines that I cut last week, which have been in a black plastic garbage bag under my bed for 5 days, and the leaves that are still attached are completely fresh, green and not withered at all.
IT'S STILL ALIVE
Meanwhile the kudzu I cut from the roadside patch has been sitting indoors in a pile for about a month, and it looks completely dried out and dead. The vines had gotten pretty brittle, and my coworker wanted to try experimenting with basket weaving using it, so we tried putting it in a bucket of water to soak
and it started sprouting
I guess what I'm saying is, if I stop posting all of a sudden, y'all know what got me
do me a favor and reblog this and put in the tags what time it is for you and what you're currently doing/thinking about
My latest books cartoon for The Guardian
