we're not kids anymore.
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Misplaced Lens Cap
i don't do bad sauce passes
styofa doing anything
Cosmic Funnies

Andulka

shark vs the universe
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Show & Tell
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NASA
tumblr dot com
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@questioningsideblog
the brothers Area
one tells truths, the other tells lies
@plumslices
*me when my failed clone that came out half the size of me and aged 10x as quickly due to a miscalculation of the biomass needed and numerous genetic errors escapes my basement lab during a romantic dinner and my date sees it and asks what the fuck that thing is* "oh, little old me?"
the fuegian steamer duck is a large, flightless species of duck found in south america living along rocky coasts and coastal islands from southern chile and chiloé to tierra del fuego; during the breeding season, they move further inland for shelter. they are a hefty duck known for their size; individuals range from 7.7lbs on the small end to over 15lbs (for reference, a wild mallard duck weighs up to 3.5lbs). the steamer-duck family is not closely related to ‘true’ ducks, and their weight actually surpasses many species of geese. the sexes look similar, but females have a darker gray-brown on the head, and reddish-brown on the throat, and they are noticeably smaller than males. while during winter they are typically docile and may join mixed-species flocks, males are incredibly aggressive during the breeding season.
Loy Allen Bowlin: The Original Rhinestone Cowboy.
Bowlin was an outsider artist who decorated his home and himself, including his dentures, in rhinestones. After his death in 1995, his home was nearly demolished, but was saved at the last minute and put in an art center in Wisconsin.
Here’s a great bio of The Original Rhinestone Cowboy.
Quit smoking fags with the lads. Come smoke reefer with a griefer
quit smoking reefers with the griefers. smoke a fat blunt with a sick cunt
enough smoking fat blunts with the sick cunts. Come deeply toke with a creepy bloke
no more deep tokes with creepy blokes. come chuff darts with an old fart
Forget chuffing darts with old farts. Come dab on doobies with shag and scooby
you dont need to dab doobies with shag and scooby. come smoke cones with an old crone
don't bother smoking cones with an old crone. Come hit the bong with king kong
why would you hit the bong with king kong, when you can puff grass with the badass
No point in puffing grass with the badass. Come smoke a bowl with a dhole
enough fighting, my old friend. come get high with me
No, come with me, my friend! We'll get higher...
With the sniler!
we can go anywhere the sniler
um *finds happiness despite it all*
To be clear, unless staff trips over the trail of extension cords keeping the servers running, Tumblr likely isn't going anywhere any time soon.
What the info we've seen suggests is that updates are going to slow down, maintenance is maybe going to get a little shaky, and we're going to see more glitches as time goes on and the remaining staff gets further behind their workload.
Is this a good thing? No, absolutely not.
Should you be panicking, jumping overboard, running for the hills, etc? Also no.
So what does it mean?
Well, for myself and several other creatives you all saw tagged in that post, it means we're looking around trying to figure out what to do in the long run. We're not running for the lifeboats. We're just eyeing the iceberg in the distance and getting our shit together in the event that the worst comes to pass.
Speaking for myself, I intend to crawl through the walls of Tumblr until they pry me out of the air vents armed with a broom and oven mitts. I'm not going anywhere until the lights go out, and even then, I'll be chewing on the wires.
But that doesn't mean I'm not looking around for somewhere to land when the time comes.
Myself and several others are not panicking about this, but we are trying to be organized about it.
I'm just old enough to remember when fandom websites being nuked overnight was a very real thing. You'd go to bed one night and wake up the next day to find friends you'd known for years were just gone with no means of contacting them because the site you'd been using got wiped. Entire collections of fandom history were just destroyed in the blink of an eye.
We don't want that again. And the good news is, we have time. We have time to back up our shit, time to swap contact info with our friends, and time to find a new place to exist within our communities while also staying here because Tumblr ain't dead yet.
She's just slowly going to wind down over time.
Unless, of course, they trip over the cables. Then we're fucked.
I tried to take a picture with the highest possible denisity of Science per cubic meter I could find. I think this angle of Alcator C-Mod probably does it. Look at all this science!
Three is the magic number! 3rd vintage of Jason Oliva #wine now in the works! #stripeyhorse #astronaut #Octopus
desperately craving weird surrealist arthurania. Knights with no faces wandering through the mists. Seams between Christian and pre-Christian Britain gaping like open wounds. Beafts and visions. Maybe a monk. Maybe the monk is gay
Stampede — Yeehawgust #5
The thing is that I don't want to be employed but I also don't want to be unemployed. I actually want our entire economic system to explode but that's not really a feasible option right now