hello vonnie
No title available
Sade Olutola
almost home

Love Begins

titsay

oozey mess

shark vs the universe
No title available
Jules of Nature
will byers stan first human second

PR's Tumblrdome

#extradirty

No title available
Xuebing Du
art blog(derogatory)
šŖ¼
Three Goblin Art
trying on a metaphor

romaā

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from South Korea

seen from Poland

seen from Türkiye
seen from Romania
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States

seen from Türkiye

seen from United States

seen from Malaysia

seen from Netherlands

seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom

seen from Malaysia

seen from Türkiye
seen from France

seen from United States
@skipperjovi
Star Wars: The Clone Wars characters as Whose Line Is It Anyway prompts
Anakin Skywalker:
Obi-Wan Kenobi:
Ahsoka Tano:
Captain Rex:
ļæ¼Commander Cody:
Fives:
PadmƩ Amidala:
Yoda:
Darth Maul:
Hondo Ohnaka:
A lot of rumors are about to fly about this rally. Trump's team is 100% going to try and take advantage of this situation. So will malicious foreign actors/bots/etc.
Please don't auto share. Check your sources, and vet their wording/sourcing carefully.
Ask yourself - What do you not need evidence to believe? Be very careful with those biases.
Text of the image:
Breaking News Consumer's Handbook
In the immediate aftermath, news outlets will get it wrong.
2. Don't trust anonymous sources.
3. Don't trust stories that cite another news outlet as the source of the information.
4. There's almost never a second shooter.
5. Pay attention to the language the media uses.
"We are getting reports"...could mean anything.
"We are seeking confirmation"...means they don't have it.
"[News outlet] has learned"...means it has a scoop or is going out on a limb.
6. Look for news outlets close to the incident.
7. Compare multiple sources.
8. Big news brings out the fakers. And photoshoppers.
9. Beware reflexive retweeting. Some of this is on you.
Source: On (THE MEDIA] onthemedia.org
Thank you. Y'all reblog this one.
1918 Fatty Arbuckle's Pierce Arrow. From The Jazz Age Vehicle Archive, FB.
Ruby Pepper did Atlas a huge fail in not delivering THIS beauty to the Lackadaisy
just watched The Wiz and im convinced that it's impossible to knock down Diana Ross in heels. that woman was skipping down steep slopes and escaping pursuers of all sorts wearing 5 inch stilettos with the grace of a ballerina.
reblogging this with the fabulous news that you can watch the entire movie right here on the Internet Archive!
and you SHOULD!
A fantasy story of a hero on an epic quest to recover a memory that they have lost - the wizard who wiped it out told them that returning the memory is not within their power. The protagonist specifically asked to have the memory removed, and if they want it back, they must quest to the house of another wizard on the opposite side of the realm, who is capable of such things.
Once the protagonist finally completes this quest, and regains the memory, they see that it was a huge mistake. This memory is horrifying, awful, it brings no fulfillment nor solace and offers no answer or explanation that they wouldn't have already had. It is not worth having, not worth remembering. They ask the wizard to take it back, undo the spell they just did. The wizard that returned the memory says that they cannot do that any more than they could unpour water. To have it wiped off, the protagonist must journey back to the first wizard.
It is heavily implied that this isn't the first time this has happened. As a matter of fact it's been happening for quite a while now. The two wizards keep sending this poor motherfucker back and forth across the realm just to annoy each other.
So they purposefully wipe his memory of knowing that the memory isn't worth it?
This is like rebirthing in a game since I'd imagine the skills he acquires during the journey are carried over still -- not wiped.
I don't think the knowledge of the memory's awfulness is a part of the deal - the protagonist may be vaguely aware that the wizard who told them that the quest to return the memory is a fool's errand may be right, and the growing suspicion looms over the bad desicion the whole journey - but still won't believe it before experiencing it again firsthand.
Maybe that's the lesson the wizards are trying to teach the protagonist - they must learn to accept the truth on their own. Or at least that's the official reason they continue fucking with the poor bastard. But mainly it is to annoy each other.
A wizard can do something fucked up for two reasons.
by fomajc on instagram. im losing my shit over this
Wes Anderson's body of work gives the impression of someone who would've wanted to be french so bad and is coping as best as he can
You ever come across someone putting their whole ass into selling you a pastry at a coffee shop or something smiling and getting chummy with you and everything and youāre like damn why the hell are you here get this person into a car dealership immediately
fucking idiot gets PRANKED
8th dimensional superbeings doing this shit to me right now
Lamby cuddles and kisses
Iāll keep posting lambs to prove Iām alive
Omg this post is poppinā off! But you guys are so funny šš thanks for the support! šš»āāļøšš»āāļø
To be fair, it's been a goal of mine to get out to Lake Como, Italy and stand on the very spot the sand line was uttered. I completely understand you, op.
Well, do I have a news for you! It also was my lifeās dream š„°
Maids, cleaners, janitors, and sanitation workers are all the most important people of civilization by far. Even 12 hours without them is VERY noticable and they simply need to be highly compensated for it
'Six AM', 1930 - William Wolfson
Hi, I'm a janitor. The facility I work in had its first floor flooded with sewage and while a restoration company came and sucked up all the water and placed fans everywhere to try the place out, I still cleaned the entire floor and threw away all the contaminated furniture. Same thing happened last year, but only a couple of rooms flooded on that floor and it was only water from a sprinkler system. This year was so much worse and I feel like no one in management gives a shit. The entire upstairs was absolutely going to shit because I was focused on the downstairs. Despite the work I do, I have to beg folks to spread around my little bear commission posts every month because I simply can't afford to live on what I'm paid lol
So, truly thanks to everyone who makes and shares posts like these recognizing sanitation workers. It's really a thankless job.
It always gets me that the name "Gandalf" literally just means "Wand-Elf" or "Stick-Elf". I'm imagining old Gondorians just being like:
Librarian: I saw that weird guy at the library again today.
Guard 1: What weird guy?
Librarian: The old guy with the beard? Kinda elfy-looking, apart from the beard?
Guard 1: Oh, with the big-ass stick?
Librarian: Yeah, looked like he was carrying an entire tree branch.
Guard 2: Yeah, that's the Stick Elf.
Guard 1: Hell yeah, I fuckin' love the Stick Elf.
Librarian: The "Stick Elf"?
Guard 2: He comes by every few years, usually after some weird book or other.
Librarian: Oh. Yeah, he wanted a treatise on goblin breeding habits.
Guard 2: Like, how they have sex? We have books on that?
Librarian: Yeah, turns out we do. I was as surprised as you are.
Guard 1: What'd the Stick Elf need a fuckin' goblin-fuckin' book for?
Librarian: I didn't ask. So you just call him "Stick Elf"?
Guard 2: I mean, he looks kinda elfy and he always has that stick, so, like, yeah.
Guard 1: Dude also has some fuckin' dope pipeweed.
Guard 2: Oh yeah, his pipeweed is awesome.
Librarian: How long has he been coming here?
Guard 2: Oh, for decades. He's, like, super old.
Guard 1: More like fuckin' centuries. Dude's old as balls.
Guard 2: Wait, really?
Guard 1: Yeah, my gran-gran used to talk about him. She loved his pipeweed too.
Librarian: So he's⦠an immortal pipeweed dealer?
Guard 2: I think he's just, like, a connoisseur. He doesn't sell it or anything. He just always has some really top-notch pipeweed on him.
Archivist: Oh, are we talking about Stick Elf?
Guard 1: Hell yeah we are!
Librarian: You know about the Stick Elf, too?
Archivist: Oh, totally. Stick-Elf's a super chill dude. Gave me some awesome pipeweed when I was maybe 12, and tee-bee-aitch I think I'm still a little buzzed from it.
Guard 1: What'd I tell ya, fuckin' dope pipeweed!
Archivist: Also he's really old.
Guard 1: Old as balls.
Librarian: Yeah, so Ćodan and Jenniforomir were telling me.
Archivist: My grandpa used to tell me stories - he said one time he saw Stick Elf enter a smoke-ring contest.
Guard 1: Ooh, I'll bet he kicked fuckin' ass.
Archivist: Apparently the guy made an entire warship out of smoke and it flew around shooting down the other rings.
Librarian: And how much of this "fuckin' dope" pipeweed had your grandfather had by this point?
Guard 1: No no, that's totally plausible. Dude's got weird elf powers and shit for sure.
Archivist: He brought fireworks for the king's birthday one year, too.
Guard 1: Oh fuck, I forgot about those! Fuckin' incredible fireworks! Dragons and knights and glowy trees and shit! I was fuckin' 6 years old or something, they totally blew my mind. Hey Ćodan, did you see that shit?
Guard 2: No, I think that's before I lived in Gondor.
Guard 1: Wait, you're not from here?
Guard 2: Oh, no, I grew up in Rohan. We moved here when I was, like, thirteen because my uncle Ćojeff said he could get my dad a sweet job. And also that there were houses that didn't smell like horseshit.
Guard 1: Oh shit, are you related to Ćojeff and Ćosteve who run that Ʀbleskiver stand on NorndĆ®l St?
Guard 2: Yeah, they're my uncles!
Guard 1: Shit, they cook a fuckin' great Ʀbleskiver!
Librarian: Ok, hold up a sec, "Stick Elf" can't possibly be his real name.
Guard 1: Why not?
Librarian: What? You think his parents named him in the hopes that he would carry around a fucking tree when he got older?
Guard 2: Maybe they gave him the tree when he was born!
Archivist: I don't think a baby could carry that stick.
Guard 1: You ever seen a baby hanging onto something? They're hella strong.
Archivist: It's not a strength thing, their hands are tiny. That staff is enormous!
Guard 1: My halberd's bigger 'n I am, I can hold it just fine.
Archivist: You're not a baby.
Librarian: Also why would elf parents name their kid "stick ELF"?! Presumably they know that their kid's going to be an elf!
Archivist: Is he actually an elf? I didn't think they grew beards.
Guard 1: How'd he get old as balls if he's not an elf?
Guard 2: His ears aren't that pointy. Maybe he's just a really old guy? Like, a NumƩmoriam or something?
Guard 1: Did you just say "NumƩmoriam"?
Guard 2: Nƻnenorman? MunimƵrbitan? Y'know, those guys like the king that can get super old.
Guard 1: You mean the fuckin' Númenóreans?
Guard 2: Yeah, the Númenóreums.
Archivist: Even the Númenóreans don't live THAT long.
Guard 1: Plus he carries that fuckin' stick around.
Guard 2: Wait, what does the stick have to do with it?
Guard 1: That's an elf thing. Y'know, trees and shit? Very elfy.
Librarian: Ok, look, but his parents naming him "Stick Elf" would be weird whether or not he's an elf. In fact, it's even weirder if he's not - what human names their kid "elf"?
Archivist: Huh. Yeah, you're right, he probably does have another name.
Guard 2: Yeah, I guess so.
Librarian: He's been coming here for decades and nobody's ever asked his real name?
Archivist: I dunno what to tell you, he's Stick Elf. Even his library card just says 'Stick Elf'.
Guard 1: Fuck yeah, the Stick Elf!
Guard 2: Maybe we could, like, ask him his name sometime?
Guard 1: Hey, look, Elrond's over there. He's old as balls too, maybe he knows?
Guard 2: Oh, we shouldn't interru-
Guard 1: HEY ELROND, YOU'RE OLD AS BALLS, RIGHT? WHAT'S THAT OLD ELF WITH THE STICK'S NAME?
Elrond (coming over): Do you mean an old man cloaked all in grey and blue, leaning on a rough-cut staff, who came to the great library this day?
Guard 1: Yeah, the Stick-Elf!
Guard 2: (Sorry to bother you, sir...)
Librarian: He's got to have a real name besides 'the Stick Elf', right?
Elrond: Indeed, for no elf is he. You speak of the wizard Olórin, wisest of the Maiar, older even than Eä itself. Many are his names in many countries: Tharkûn among the Dwarves; IncÔnus to the south; Mithrandir he is called among my people, the Grey Pilgrim.
Librarian: Oh.
Elrond: And here in the North he is called Stick-Elf.
Librarian: Oh.
Guard 1: Fuck yeah!
Stop posting workplace conversations on main
Stopping yourself mid-conflict to change your perspective is allowed! Itās okay and normal to be mid argument with someone and realize you disagree with your own stance. Often I find myself and others caught up in trying to win the argument (not the point of arguments!) or too embarrassed to back down and be wrong. I promise there is so much more pride in going āStop! Iām wrong. I hear you and I see how I wasnāt in the right and I want to amend my viewā than digging your heels in.