Oh dearie me.

Hello. I'm Aimée, I'm clumsy and romantic. My favourite things are melted marshmallows, going to museums, being busy, and talking about my three favourite animals, giraffes, ducks, and dinosaurs. I'm Laura's second favourite thing. (laurarexie) My theme? Link in the dooblidoo.

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[catchymemes]

Mildly Interesting Dump #5

I have a hereditary gap in my eyebrow

These three ceiling fans run off of one motor

The picture of the Japanese movie advertisement is printed on two sides of the newspaper, so the full picture could be seen under light 

The perfect symmetry of this plant 

Shadow and slope makes it look like he’s floating

This tiny ceiling tile at my house

My broken antenna on my car looks like a half sunken boat.

The shower in my hotel has a little cutout so you can turn it on before getting in.

I drew poppy outlines for my class to cut out - they look like they overlap but don’t.

The golf balls at the mini golf on this pier are biodegradable and fall into the sea at the 18th hole 

Our refrigerator has revolving levels so you can reach everything easily

This window that makes my back yard look like it’s in 4 different seasons 

This one dude in the crowd in a neon shirt. 

The way this picture of a frozen puddle in my backyard looks like a landscape from the perspective of a plane.

Modern tomato vs one grown from 150yo seeds 

My neighbors are moving their entire house back 200ft.

This door in my hotel bathroom can close off either of 2 doorways.

Our dog’s paw looks like a mini-version of him 

This dead straight line of bubbles in my beer 

This “where are you from” map at The Aurora Museum in Reykjavík Iceland 

You can see the number eight between the diamonds on this 8 card.

I made a piano shelf

This purely golden bee landed on my car today 

[ringwaldhaze]

This was so satisfying 

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Denver Zoo and its gay lorikeets said fuck homophobes happy Pride

[agentduckorico]

Homophobes: u mean they act like brothers

Denver Zoo: they’re fucking, lorie.

[pocketfulofaimee]

why are you mad when you could be glad?

I definitely need to calm down, tay is a true guilty pleasure that was instated by the gorgeous @darciejudson when we lived together many moons ago 👓✨🌈 . . . . . . . . https://www.instagram.com/p/By0wXq0hcEJ/?igshid=11lw33ex02f0o

[dickgraysqns]

the finale

[just-shower-thoughts]

For color discrimination to disappear, we just need to keep fucking each other until we are all the same color

[penguintim]

Skdjfjdjsksksk

[writ-darling]

A Christmas Carol but instead of 3 ghosts Scrooge gets the Fab 5

[buzzfeed]

Thank You, Aretha, For Giving Black Women Something We Can Feel

While there’s no doubt Franklin’s music transcended genres and audiences, the Queen of Soul was first and foremost the voice of what it feels like to be a black woman in America.

Given the almost weeklong lead-up to Aretha Franklin’s passing Thursday, I thought I’d be more prepared for the news. But it’s impossible not to be moved by her spirit, even as it exits this world. As the prewritten obituaries poured in, along with the critiques of her musical legacy and analytical examinations of her overall impact on US history, I felt it in my heart to simply talk about the way Aretha made us feel. And to be clear, by “us,” I mean black women. Franklin’s music was for everyone, but she belonged to us. Our mothers hummed her melodies into our psyches as they rocked us to sleep as babies. They fed us her choruses while nourishing us with their soul food — why do you think we call it soul food?! Her voice permeated our day-to-day lives until it became part of the tapestry of our culture. Her music is what we cleaned the house to on Saturdays and praised God with on Sundays. Indeed, her one-of-a-kind sound made us feel all the feelings that transpired in her music, whether we were beloved, a natural woman, or a woman scorned, lamenting being part of a chain of fools. But most of all, Franklin — in all that she was, and in all that she sang — reminded us of our resilience and our beauty.

Continue reading.

[toney-starks]

Me @ Everyone

[collinear]

353 days to go. A horrible day at work. An old grandma who looked as if she wouldn’t harm a fly called me a pencil-pushing capitalist dupe. But then I came home and cooked chicken with cream, mushrooms and port, and it was total bliss.

Julie & Julia (2009) dir. Nora Ephron

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“Well this is Just everything.”

↳ Jane Fonda and Lily Tomlin on the set of Grace and Frankie season 5 (14th April, 2018)

[anditslove]

Hand-stitched embroidery art from LouStitchesShop

[bonbonlanguage]

You know what I think is really cool about language (English in this case)? It’s the way you can express “I don’t know” without opening your mouth. All you have to do is hum a low note, a high note, then another lower note. The same goes for yes and no. Does anyone know what this is called?

[rk8con]

[suspendnodisbelief]

These are called vocables, a form of non-lexical utterance - that is, wordlike sounds that aren’t strictly words, have flexible meaning depending on context, and reflect the speakers emotional reaction to the context rather than stating something specific. They also include uh-oh! (that’s not good!), uh-huh and mm-hmm (yes), uhn-uhn (no), huh? (what?), huh… (oh, I see…), hmmn… (I wonder… / maybe…), awww! (that’s cute!), aww… (darn it…), um? (excuse me; that doesn’t seem right?), ugh and guh (expressions of alarm, disgust, or sympathy toward somebody else’s displeasure or distress), etc.

Every natural human language has at least a few vocables in it, and filler words like “um” and “erm” are also part of this overall class of utterances. Technically “vocable” itself refers to a wider category of utterances, but these types of sounds are the ones most frequently being referred to, when the word is used.

[infiniteglitterfall]

(gif is of Turk from Scrubs looking alarmed, captioned “makes ‘I don’t know’ sound”)

[just-shower-thoughts]

Blind people must save a lot on electricity.

[cynopansy]

They do actually!

[mauve-moth]

I had a blind professor, last semester, and I swung through his office to make up an exam. It was a while before I knew he was in there because he was sitting with the lights off. I finally went in, apologized, and took the exam by the light of a nearby window (which was fine). Forty-five minutes into dead silence he panicked and yelled in this booming voiced, “WAIT, YOU CAN SEE!!!” before diving across his desk to turn on the lights. I’m sure he was embarrassed but I thought it was endearing and it highlighted a large aspect of disabled life that I hadn’t previously considered.

[hotmolasses]

Sort of relatedly I once had professor who was deaf, but she had learned to read lips and speak so she could communicate easily with hearing people who didn’t know sign language. One day she had gotten off topic and was talking a little about her personal life, so that one of the students said “Oh, I know, I grew up in Brooklyn too.” 

She stared at him for a long time and then said “How do you know I’m from Brooklyn?”

And he said “You have a Brooklyn accent.”

She said “I do?” and the whole class nodded, and then she burst out laughing and said “I had no idea!  The school where I learned to speak was in Brooklyn.  I learned by moving my mouth and tongue the way my teachers did.  So I guess it makes sense that I have their accent, I just never thought about it.”

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Wow

[rosewong]

Drawings and studies from my sketchbook

[kissedbythevoid]