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lylahammar

We’ve found a new game

robertreich

Your regular reminder that trickle-down economics is a cruel joke designed by the wealthy.

theunicorncomic-blog

randomushroom

HE FOUND TUMBLR??????

robertreich

I’ve been here the whole time.

catsofyore

In 1944 a kitten named George (short for General Electric) was saved from drowning by a U.S. Navy crew member. George was then photographed and given a liberty card and detailed health record. Source.

ethicalhorseslaughter

o-kurwa

Alexa, we need guns

afloweroutofstone

The future looks like men giving their personal Amazon wiretap control over the storage of their gun collection and thinking its super epic

joematar

criminal breaks in and the guy’s like ALEXA FUCK WE NEED FUCKGING GUNS ALEXA HURRY FUCK

I’m sorry, I didn’t understand you

FUCK! SHIT! ALEXA WE NEED LOTS OF GUNS

*thing slowly opens while rock music plays* *criminal stabs man to death and steals his alexa*

the optician prescribing me new glasses

whitepeopletwitter

fullmattlealchemist

*Cocks foreskin like a shotgun*

kaity--did

Okay in my house we have a strange tradition. My mother builds this beautiful Christmas village.

It wraps all around our house through the rooms and under the trees and it’s wonderful.

Every year she hides the Christmas Vampire

This started when I was a very small got child and spread to all of my friends, including my best friend from elementary school who I just so happened to grow up and marry. Now that we have grown up and moved nearly 600 miles away we still always go home for a week at Christmas for multiple reasons, including the Christmas Vampire.

Needless to say we still partake and things have gotten heated.

Stay tuned for the epic conclusion and to see my husband and father in Lin-Manuel Miranda’s sooty costume when I find the Christmas Vampire First!

Happy Haunting!

kaity--did

Dad has no fricken clue how to trash talk and I don’t trust him in the slightest.

kaity--did

The saga continues. Mom hasnt finished the village yet and it’s starting to get to her….

oldearthcartography

Hahahaha, I mean I love this on multiple levels. But what really threw it over the top was the mom’s anxiety over the world-building and city design being right. I feel you vampire-hiding mom, I feel you.

airyairyquitecontrary-deactivat

can I just say that the Christmas Vampire is infinitely preferable to the Elf on the Shelf

30-minute-memes

Old-timey problems require old-timey solutions

askldfjhaskljhfdklasdjhf-deacti

@centaurself

centaurself

gummibug

butmuhgains

the nature of humanity is just that every so often someone accidentally invents ascii art again

lanaturnerhascollapsed

Photoplay, July 1951

prokopetz

I have to confess that I don’t get any use out of my Giant Box o’ Cables™ myself, but after three decades of curatorship it’s reached a point where about once a year I’m able to solve an apparently intractable audio/video setup problem for somebody else by just happening to have on hand some obscure connector or converter that nobody else involved has even heard of before, thereby convincing people that I’m some sort of warlock, and honestly that makes it all worth it.

nonasuch

Yesterday I overheard someone talking about how he was taking classes at the University of Maryland because they offer free tuition if you’re over 60.

My brain IMMEDIATELY began scripting a screwball comedy in which a broke millennial who desperately want to finish his long-abandoned degree but is drowning in student debt pretends to be a senior citizen in order to attend college for free.

I’m picturing someone Channing Tatumesque, applying age makeup every morning before he heads off to class. It’s sort of a cross between 21 Jump Street and Mrs. Doubtfire. He keeps forgetting which hip is supposed to be his bad one. His classmates laugh every time he uses slang. There’s definitely a scene where he attends a college party and busts it up on the dance floor.

He catches the eye of a fellow returning student, a woman in her 50s, but she thinks he’s like 70 and she’s already buried one husband, you know? She’s not interested in doing that again. When his charade unravels (hilariously) at the end of the movie, though, she finds out he’s actually like 30 and has abs you could bounce a quarter off. And he’s still super into her. And really, maybe it’s time she gave May-December romance a chance.

nonasuch

Okay so to refine this concept a little:

Our Hero is stuck in a job where he keep seeing people get promoted past him because they have a 4-year degree and he doesn’t. He can’t afford to go back to school until he finishes paying off his student loans for the degree he’s one semester from completing. If he got the promotion he wants he could pay them off a lot quicker. But he can’t get the promotion without the degree.

Along comes a clerical error in his almost-alma mater’s records which lists his birth year as 1948 instead of 1984. He gets a call from them about their “free tuition for seniors” program. “Wow, that sounds amazing!” he says. “I’ll be sure to tell my, uh, grandpa, as soon as he gets home.”

It’s one semester. If he can keep up the charade, he’ll have the degree, get the promotion, pay off the student loans. Hell, if they figure it out after the fact and come after him for the tuition, he’ll be able to afford it by then. He just needs to pass as a 70-year-old until graduation. How hard could it be?

(also, someone in the notes suggested “Senior Year” for a title, which is PERFECT.)