Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain

tastefullyoffensive: [mynanisboss]

Fri, 24 May 2013 15:21:12 -0700

tastefullyoffensive:

[mynanisboss]

tastefullyoffensive: hammpix: For those of you who don’t...

Fri, 24 May 2013 07:40:33 -0700

tastefullyoffensive:

hammpix: For those of you who don’t understand archaeology, I have made a diagram.

Any white girl trying to twerk ever.

Thu, 23 May 2013 15:20:33 -0700

Any white girl trying to twerk ever.

Why aren't more people freaking out about the new Venezuelan labor law?

Thu, 23 May 2013 13:05:09 -0700

monetizeyourcat:

dancepunksnotdead:

You know, the one that gives housewives/full-time mothers a pension— wages for housework?

It’s ONLY A HUGE VICTORY FOR FEMINISM, SOCIALISM, AND WOMEN OF COLOR. Not a big deal or anything. Tumblr is mysteriously silent about this.

http://rabble.ca/columnists/2013/05/venezuelas-new-labour-law-best-mothers-day-gift

holy shit!

thedailywhat: Shut Up and Take My Money of the Day: GIFTY,...

Thu, 23 May 2013 13:00:06 -0700

thedailywhat:

Shut Up and Take My Money of the Day: GIFTY, Conceptual Instant Flipbook Camera

For part of his college thesis, student Jiho Jang created the GIFTY, an instant camera that captures up to five seconds of video. It then will spit out a number of frames that can be assembled into a flipbook for a hand-held GIF. At the moment, Jang’s prototype is the only one in existence. Jang, if you’re listening, we would totally back your Kickstarter.

thefrogman: Feels good, man.

Thu, 23 May 2013 12:39:38 -0700

thefrogman:

Feels good, man.

Photo

Thu, 23 May 2013 07:40:34 -0700

clambistro: TEARS BEFORE BREAKFAST

Wed, 22 May 2013 20:44:51 -0700

clambistro:

TEARS BEFORE BREAKFAST

porcelain-horse-horselain: Not a god damn thing.

Wed, 22 May 2013 15:20:19 -0700

porcelain-horse-horselain:

Not a god damn thing.

thesockmonkeyrenegade: gracethelostgirl: lovewithyous: carolineflack: HOW DO YOU MAKE...

Wed, 22 May 2013 07:40:20 -0700

thesockmonkeyrenegade:

gracethelostgirl:

lovewithyous:

carolineflack:

HOW DO YOU MAKE A GUY STOP TEXTING YOU

HOW DO YOU MAKE A GUY START TEXTING YOU

HOW DO YOU MAKE A GUY

I’m laying here at 2:30am unable to sleep and I hear this weird gaspy noise coming from my...

Wed, 22 May 2013 02:37:48 -0700

I’m laying here at 2:30am unable to sleep and I hear this weird gaspy noise coming from my toddler sleeping next to me. So I listen, trying not to freak out, but after a few seconds it’s not getting any better and I bolt up out of bed and put my hand on her to feel for her breath. She’s just laying there on her side, shuddering, and still making this weird gaspy/quiet cough/shudder noise. Now I’m starting to panic. Just as I’m reaching to flip her over and take more drastic measures she takes in a HUGE breath and lets out this ear-piercing squeal of hysterical laughter. Then silence.

She was laughing so hard in her dream that she was seriously not breathing for like fifteen seconds. I almost had a goddamn heart attack. Jesus fuck.

altarflame: Note found randomly on my bar. Isaac is my 9 year...

Wed, 22 May 2013 02:31:16 -0700

altarflame:

Note found randomly on my bar.

Isaac is my 9 year old.

This is hilariously vague.

archiemcphee: These awesome photos are from the 2013 Weston...

Wed, 22 May 2013 02:16:06 -0700

archiemcphee:

These awesome photos are from the 2013 Weston Sand Sculpture Festival on the sandy shores of Weston-super-Mare in Somerset, England. Each year the festival has a different theme and this year’s theme is Hollywood.

“Since the festival started in 2006, themes have included Fairy Tales, The Continents of the World, Under the Ocean, Great Britain, and The Jungle. What began with two Dutch sand sculptors building a giant King Kong from 30 tonnes of sand has now turned into a world famous get-together of some of the niftiest hands in sand sculpting.

More than 20 of the world’s greatest sculptors from nine different countries are working away using 4,000 tonnes of sand from the beach.”

The festival opened on Good Friday and runs through the end of September.

Visit Dailymail.co.uk to view more of the awesome sand sculptures from this year’s Weston Sand Sculpture Festival.

[via Free York and Dailymail.co.uk]

How…?

The Talk My Preschooler Wasn't Too Young To Have

Wed, 22 May 2013 02:15:18 -0700

The Talk My Preschooler Wasn't Too Young To Have:

comingoutjournal:

By Devon Corneal

We have an old farmhouse table in our kitchen. Nothing fancy, but its sturdy legs and pitted top give us a place to eat family meals, do homework, and create Play Doh sculptures. On any given day it is covered with mason jars of crayons, piles of magazines and drawings, crumbs from the last snack, a bowl of fruit, and a container of buttons, rubber bands and homeless paperclips. It is a perfect reflection of our slightly messy life. Sometimes Little Dude sits there to keep me company while I make dinner, narrating the scene outside the window or telling me about his school day. He brings an intense, but erratic, enthusiasm to things I barely notice. “Wook Mommy!!!! Robin red chest!!!” he might exclaim, before wandering off to play with the dog and returning to remind me that he has to wear a black T-shirt to school on Thursday. I never know what to expect.

Last week, he came home from school and informed me of his thwarted plans to marry one of his classmates.

“Mommy, I want to marry Victoria, but her brother Robert says I can’t. Her friend Kyle says I can.”

Oh, poor Robert, I thought. That boy is in for a rude awakening.

“I don’t think Robert gets to decide who his sister marries. I think Victoria will choose who she wants to marry.”

Victoria is a very nice little girl, so I’m not opposed to his plans, although I asked him if he could wait to get married until he was a little older. I’m still dealing with kindergarten registration — I can’t handle wedding invitations too.

His mouth full of crackers, Little Dude nodded.

“So, when I grow up I can marry who I want to and Victoria can marry who she wants to and Robert can marry who he wants to?”

“Yep. Victoria can marry whomever she wants. She can marry you, or she could marry Kyle if she wanted to.”

Little Dude burst out laughing.

“Victoria can’t marry Kyle mommy! Kyle is a girl. Girls have to marry boys and boys have to marry girls.” He gave me an exasperated look.

And there we were. At the kitchen table eating a snack, staring the issue of gay marriage in the face.

Now, I know there are parents out there who have prepared themselves for this talk. I thought I was one of them. I realized in this moment, however, that there are parents who are truly ready to converse with their kids about gay marriage, sex, death, religion, divorce, adoption, and global warming and then there’s me. I talk a good game, but I am more of a “fly by the seat of my pants” girl. Which is why I had about thirty seconds to figure out how I was going to respond.

My hesitation confused me. I am very clear about where I stand on gay marriage and the subject of homosexuality. I think we love whom we love. Period. I think we should be able to marry whomever we love. Full stop. I want my son to know that and believe it with all his heart. I don’t want him to “accept” or “tolerate” gay marriage. I want him to advocate for it and believe that marriage should not be a privilege afforded only those whose have opposite sets of genitals. The only thing I’ll teach him to “tolerate” are the people who stand in the way of that equality — because even the incredibly wrong-headed can change their minds. I hope.

So with all that, why didn’t I just plunge right in? I wondered if he was too young to talk about being gay? I considered distracting him and avoiding the subject entirely. I cursed Kyle’s androgynous name. I asked myself if I was putting too much pressure on myself or on him if I launched into a serious talk. I prayed that a book would magically appear with a script for the whole damn thing. I had only a few seconds before things got awkward and I was stalling. This was not my best parenting moment.

I realized I was letting the social noise of other people’s hang-ups change what I wanted to say to my son. I was channeling commentators and pundits and loud voices from people who have never met me, or my son, to determine what I wanted him to know about the world. I had forgotten that this is a boy who has been raised in love and that this issue isn’t about anything but love. My 5-year-old is perfectly capable of handling a conversation about that. We can talk about politics and religion and social stigma when he’s 6.

So I got a grip. I remembered what parenting is about. I reminded myself that this was my opportunity to raise a boy into a man who could treat himself and every other person he meets with respect. This was my first shot to teach him that families that our different from ours aren’t anything special — they’re just families.

It suddenly got very, very easy.

“Well, it’s true that a lot of times boys marry girls and girls marry boys. But sometimes girls fall in love with girls and boys fall in love with boys. If they do, they can get married too.”

“They can?”

“They can.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“Ok. I still want to marry Victoria though.”

“Fine by me.”

And just like that, we were done.

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Wed, 22 May 2013 02:06:03 -0700

andariel-sirene: mattreadsthings: singlekinkymaster: xion1212:...

Wed, 22 May 2013 02:05:01 -0700

andariel-sirene:

mattreadsthings:

singlekinkymaster:

xion1212:

of-men-and-angels:

deliciouskaek:

whatabootsecondbreakfast:

manicpixiedeathbitch:

spmib:

blackanomaly:

guyofmetal:

foodbeersexwhatever:

weepingkind-movedtothanksjupiter:

Greatest intro to a porn ever. Technically SFW.

Dead.

Oh my God, this can’t be real… I’m dead

HEY WHAT THE FUCK

WOT AM I WATCHING

FRUITFUL LEMONY LEMONS

but why

HAS IT BEEN 10 SECONDS YET

damn lemon whores

James deen you wonderful bastard

oh sweet jesus im freaking dieing! omg hahaha

I can’t tell if that was the best or worst acting I’ve ever seen.

XD

I love how it goes from over a minute of rambling and saccharine ‘lemony-lemons’ to “HEY WHAT THE FUCK” in about three seconds flat.

fuckyeahdementia: Yahoo buying Tumblr in one gif

Wed, 22 May 2013 01:47:14 -0700

fuckyeahdementia:

Yahoo buying Tumblr in one gif

gaysealapproves: I found this nice tutorial/anatomy advice...

Tue, 21 May 2013 15:20:36 -0700

gaysealapproves:

I found this nice tutorial/anatomy advice spread created by meghanhetrickof deviant art.

She gave me permission to post it up here to share so go make sure to visit her and look at her other creations of goodness!

thisisawoman: smiles4u2have: robotmayo: [Reddit] <3...

Tue, 21 May 2013 07:40:31 -0700

thisisawoman:

smiles4u2have:

robotmayo:

[Reddit]

<3 Jennifer Lawarence.

Always reblog Jennifer Lawrence.

"Indeed, the idea of ‘winning the girl’ – of overcoming female objections or resistance through..."

Mon, 20 May 2013 21:57:11 -0700

““Indeed, the idea of ‘winning the girl’ – of overcoming female objections or resistance through repeated and frequently escalating efforts – is central to most of our modern romantic narratives. (Female persistence, by contrast, is viewed as pathetic.) And the more I think about instances of creepiness, harassment and stalking that culminate in either the threat or actuality of sexual assault, the more I’m convinced that a massive part of the problem is this socially sanctioned idea that men are fundamentally entitled to persist. Because if men are meant to persist, then women who say no must only be rejecting the attempt, not the man himself, so that every separate attempt becomes one of a potentially infinite number of keys which might just fit the lock of the woman’s approval. She’s not the one who’s allowed to say no, not really; she should be silent and passive as a locked door, waiting patiently while the man runs through however many keys he can be bothered trying. And if he gets sick of this lengthy process and just breaks in? Well, frustration under those circumstances is only natural. Either the door shouldn’t have been there to impede him, or it shouldn’t have been locked.””

- The Creepiness Question (via notemily)