libraryoftheancients:

squirrelstone:

gideonseymours:

miscommunication as a plot device makes me angry

if you just talked to each other but no

on the one hand i agree with this but on the other hand one of my coworkers rented an alpaca from a petting zoo and brought it to work because my boss said she wanted an alpaca sweater but the guy didn’t hear her say sweater and didn’t want to upset her by asking why the fuck she’d want an alpaca

I think that highlights a good genre difference: miscommunication in drama is frustrating, overused, and just kinda shit. Miscommunication in comedy is fucking hilarious.

sanetwin:

declaring “this is the bad place” every time you are even slightly inconvenienced is peak humor

take-a-dip-in-the-deadpool:

scarlettrose6797:

bubblycider:

Stills from the exceptional “acqua alta” (lit.“high water”), high tide in Venice 30/10/18

They all seem so chill about it

Venecians: Oooooooh Water! You goof!

red-isotope:

ebolazaire:

thegestianpoet-archive:

• Hot cocoa in a Styrofoam cup but
  there’s not enough room in the cup for a full packet of hot cocoa so it’s
  either too strong or too weak
• A piano that hasn’t been played
  since the 1980s
• A room that’s always closed and
  has adults talking behind it but you’re not quite sure who they are or if they
  ever leave
• Donuts that you’re not allowed to
  eat
• Scented markers and multicolored
  craft sticks in an old basket
• Veggie tales on VHS and two
  rolling tvs on ancient tv stands
• A room behind another room that has christmas decorations in it
• This table:

• that one bitch who’s always always wearing tights and a dress even though the basement never gets above like 55 degrees 
• Dusty ass bibles and one lone dusty ass hymnal
• Old programs for concerts, baptisms, events, and VBS printed with black ink on colored 8.5″x11″ paper folded in half 
• Little acrylic bead craft projects in the shapes of lizards or cats that some girl made at church camp and forgot to take home 
• Glitter but not in the joyful gay way
• Moms in fleece 

This is fascinating to me because I never went to church, I’m not a Christian, and yet I can so clearly imagine this it’s like I was there

I can smell this post

allo-dyke-privilege:

The ironic paradox of biphobia and lesbophobia is that lesbophobia will have you believe society wants you to be bi and biphobia will have you believe society wants you to be lesbian. The reality is that society does not want you to be lesbian or bi; that society only wants you to be straight, but will not hesitate to use other identities against you. If that means tricking you into believing your closest allies occupy a higher social standing than you and wish to keep you beneath them in the same way the straights do to them, then so be it. It’s not even divide and conquer, its recruiting us to do their own bidding and ridding them of us in the process. Heterosexuals as a class do not prefer lesbians to bisexuals or bisexuals to lesbians, thought individually each one might have differing opinions on which are most or least acceptable.

Attempting to convince you that bi privilege or monosexual privilege exists is an intended to shift our arms towards our allies instead of our oppressors.

spacehussy:

for a quick change of pace–i know we’ve all seen a thousand posts about voting, but what i haven’t seen (not yet) is one saying thank you. 

thank you for those who made it out in the rain and the cold, who organized and canvassed and took on the onerous task of working with non-voting & conservative friends/family to change their stance if at least just this once. thank you for those who stood in line for hours, who had to travel because your voting place was moved, who had to jump through ridiculous fucking hoops to register, who weren’t inspired but showed up anyway for the disenfranchised and the greater good. thank you as well to everyone who voted early, absentee, and provisional. 

it mattered.