The Kingdom of Random

A place where the weirdos rule.

[systlin]

So my little brother works at Sandia Labs, which he loves; he’s a physicist and engineer, and good at it. He just got hired a few months ago, and is like bottom of the clearance level totem pole, but. 

Apparently the lab loaned a seismometer to a missile test site, who broke it. 

So they gave it back to the lab with an apology, and the lab went “welp fuck guess we’ll buy a new one”

“Wait a minute,” my brother says. “I think I got this.”

He proceeded to google up the user manual for the model, take it apart, clean it, and put it back together. 

It now works flawlessly and his bosses think he’s a goddamned genius because he just saved them 20k with four minutes of google searching. 

[systlin]

He specifically works as an engineer in their super-computing research division; he did his master’s on quantum computing technology. 

[systlin]

What I’m saying is that he LITERALLY works in an office full of nuclear physicists, engineers, and rocket scientists and he impressed them by knowing how to google a product number. 

[tamedvenus-deactivated20181103]

I’m dying, as a mechanical engineering intern this is entirely my life. I fixed a machine worth 175k by sitting down, actually reading the manual, and disconnecting and reconnecting two wires that were in the wrong place. Smart people can be dumb.

[systlin]

He even told them what he did. 

“I googled up the user manual.”

“You can DO that???? YOU ARE BRILLIANT.”

“….you know what, yes. You are correct. I am. Raise my pay grade please.” 

[systlin]

The moral of this story is that don’t sell your own skills short, kids, knowing how to google shit is a marketable skill. 

[feministism]

#justicefornoura

petition and information

[thatsnotexactlyme]

Everyone reblog this. A girl is about to be executed because she stood up to her rapist. Seriously, it takes you one second, and could save her life.

[dogsenpai]

pictures that make you keep scrolling

[dogsenpai]

[dogsenpai]

[strxwbxnny]

the four horsemen of the apocalypse 

[artenega]

This post activated my fight or flight response

[ondoinganevildeedblues]

who give a shit

[ondoinganevildeedblues]

[campfireharvest-deactivated2019]

this website has destroyed my fucking sense of humour like who do i share this with. who do i show this to. all of my friends are normal and i cant show my family anything i do online so just what the fuck where do i go from here

[punkinroses]

Tbh kinda wanna write up an au where Zutara happened and yknow things are great and Aang remains theyre best friend bc he loves them they’re his family. Years pass. Zuko and Katara have kids, so do Sokka and Suki, Toph does, maybe even Aang (maybe he and Toph get together?). Theyre bringing back order to the world, trying to bring in peace and making some great changes to the 4 nations. They all grow older, watch as the next generation grows.

Zuko and Katara have their first grandchild and everything in their life is joyous that day.

Then they get the message as do the others.

Aang has passed on. The Avatar has reincarnated.

Everyone close to Aang is heartbroken. The world mourns his loss, the great hero who ended the war.

Some years later, it comes to light who the new Avatar, a Waterbender, is;

Zuko and Kataras grandchild.

(Aangs soul was reborn in that form so it could still be with its family, I think. Something touching and heartfelt and also Great Uncle Sokka can tell as many stories of this kids past life to embarrass them.)

The kid grows proud of their fire nation and water tribe heritage, learning about the world and learning how to really interact with it. To grow up on family trips and not being necessarily confined to one area and learning and living, laughing and loving, and having a pretty goos counsel for when times get tough.

Idk. Just something cute I thought of. Might go ans write up some stuff if anyones interested?

[queen-o-random-blog]

Do it.

[best-shower-thoughts]

You can live the entire rest of your life without breathing (source)

[queen-o-random-blog]

Huh.

[sophiaelainehanson]

Hey. You there. Aspiring author. Keep writing. The world needs your words. Every single author - big and small, indie and trad, young and old - once stood where you stand, wondering if they were kidding themselves. Keep going. You got this.

[hullaballoons]

welcome to applebees would you like apples or bees?

[meet-foreverjester]

“Bees?”

“HE PICKED THE BEES!!” *chefs angrily shake jars of bees*

[queen-o-random-blog]

NOT THE BEES!!!!

[death-by-lulz]

if im on tumblr more than usual that means i have a lot of stuff i need to be doing and im trying to avoid doing it

[pixlpit]

Robin, what do you think about Logan Paul?

I’m gonna copy what I said on Twitter, just to have that on here as well. In case you’re unaware, he posted a vlog featuring an actual, real, victim of suicide. I said on Twitter:

“Alright. Can we just stop now? Can we all just agree that this was the lowest of the low, worse than reaction videos, worse than fake pranks. Let’s let this be it, m'kay, and everything from here on out will be better? Go back to Vine, Paul. Oh wait.

And don’t go watch the video. Don’t share it, don’t link it, don’t post it. Don’t give them the views. To these people, you’re nothing but a number in a bank account. Don’t give them the satisfaction.”

To which I would add that is completely despicable, and sickening behaviour. That even going through with recording something like this would even cross someone’s mind, let alone edit it and then upload it to YouTube and a fanbase of 15 million kids is utterly disgusting. He knowingly trivialised and profited of someone who had actually committed suicide. All while hiding behind the guise of “raising awareness” because he thinks that will safeguard him against negative critique. Who could be opposed to awareness, RIGHT? And, while I guess it shouldn’t be, it still is surprising to me that people are ACTUALLY defending him, for this. It really goes to show not only how blind and impressionable some fans can be, but also how incredibly manipulative and exploitative this type of people are. The fact that he couldn’t even resist bragging about how he’s making a “15 minute TV show every day” in his “apology” tweet shows where his priorities lay. This is the lowest I’ve ever seen, on YouTube. A strike on his channel is to lenient.

[slimetony]

hey people who know astrology shit. ive been having a lot of feeligs lately. any planets i can blame that on.

[celiaro-bottomtext]

Earth.

[the-modern-typewriter]

Could you do f/f of a pirate x siren? I love all your snippets and I'm going through your whole blog! 💞

Something poked her side.

“I’m still alive,” the pirate growled, kicking blindly. She wasn’t plankton food yet. She was slumped on a piece of drift wood, her ship smearing a ruined sunset of flame and smoke on the horizon. Sinking slowly into the churning sea. 

“I found your hat,” the voice said. “You have a magnificent hat. You always wore it.”

It was a lovely voice, a captivating voice, the type of voice that a girl could listen to for days. The type of voice that could make alphabets riveting. 

The pirate blinked, and turned her aching head to look. The heat of battle, of the pounding sun, was like a cannonball inside her skull. Already the thirst tugged at her too. Dizzy, nauseous. Everything hurt. 

But she didn’t think she was quite so insensible yet as to hallucinate the lovely creature in the water beside her. The siren had streaming fronds of hair, pale as Caribbean sands, twisted up in seashells like battle armour. Pretty lips. Gills. She wasn’t human by any standard, and she wasn’t beautiful in the way that sailors always described the creatures in talons. 

She was like the ocean. Far larger than the pirate, perhaps three metres in length, with a strong tail and a sinuous body. Sleek. She was like the ocean - words never quite described it, properly, sublime and astonishing, and forever calling at the pirate’s heart. 

“Hi,” she said dumbly, barely above a whisper. Raspy. 

“Hello.” The siren smiled at her and set her captain’s hat plumed and magnificent on the pirate’s head where it belonged. “I’m glad you’re still alive.” Her eyes narrowed, and her head tilted. “I worried, when I saw the battle.”

The pirate worked her way sluggishly through the conversation. “You knew about my hat.” She’d been watching? How long had she been watching? 

“I wanted to know who was doing all the singing,” the siren said. “You have an entrancing voice.” Another smile curled her lips. 

Entrancing. Coming from a siren. The pirate blinked again. She didn’t feel quite so entrancing right then, she felt far more like the plankton fish she insisted she wasn’t. She couldn’t stop staring.  

The siren reached out a hand. She traced her finger along the line of the pirate’s aching throat. Up close she smelled like salt. Like the seaside. 

The pirate’s vision swam. 

“You’re hurt.” The siren’s beautiful face crumpled a little and she cupped the pirate’s jaw, stroking it. “My brave, beautiful captain.” 

Maybe she really was insensible, possibly she was dead. This was, perhaps, heaven for pirates and sailors. How else could so exquisite a creature be murmuring such things to her?  

The siren was close now and she didn’t kick. An arm wrapped around her water-logged clothes and pulled her close, away from the fragile safety of the driftwood. There was only sea now. Sea, and her. 

“My ship.” She wanted to be brave, she did, she was known for being fearless. She blamed the smoke for getting in her eyes for the way they felt hot, watery. “My crew.”

“Shh,” the siren soothed. She hummed in the pirate’s ear, other hand cupping her hair now.  “Save your voice. It’s okay, you’re safe. I’m going to look after you now. Take a breath.”

The pirate came to with moonlight on her face, cool as an ocean’s kiss, washed up on the shore like she’d been gifted to the island. 

Her lips tasted like salt.

[queen-o-random-blog]

T^T

[queen-o-random-blog]

When your mom goes into the freezer and is like,"I thought I bought ice cream yesterday." And you just slowly back away, hoping she doesn't notice that you walked in.

[ommanyte]

I heard someone swear “you mother fuck!” over the phone the other day, and all I could think of was this

[phantom-quantum]

when its sunday 11pm and u remember u had homework

[cursed-lines]

me @ my children

[queen-o-random-blog]

Why is this so funny?!?! Why am I still laughing?! *cri*

[what-marsha-eats]

Smoke ‘Em If You Got ‘Em.

[uchicagoadmissions]

That is the question…

[unproduciblesmackdown]

ron was going to be spiders. he just was.

[unproduciblesmackdown]

god just saw i forgot to put in the last one

[from-your-ashes]

“…and then fell down the spiral staircase FOR THE REST OF THE SUMMER.”

[dedalvs]

I have not laughed this loud and this long for quite some time. Also, though, the purest Death Eater meeting imaginable.