August212014
jumpingjacktrash:

the-real-seebs:

roachpatrol:

rememberwhenyoutried:

lisaquestions:

vayena:

this is the most whiny baby cowshit i’ve ever seen

I was on the internet before the twits who made this image. They are so full of shit.

hahaha oh my goodness
[Geocities] taught us to squint at dark grey text on a black background
[Weebls Stuff] taught us about badgers and mushrooms, and to avoid snakes
[MetaFilter] taught us to always overthink a plate of beans

KIDS THESE DAYS DON’T LIKE THE STUFF I LIKE OR THINK THE THINGS I THINK, SO I HATE THEM

I just feel like I should state, for the record:
When my spouse and I got together, you know what the most popular web browser was?
It’s a trick question. There weren’t web browsers yet.
And I would say it’s fairly accurate to say that I “grew up online”, because I have been using the Internet (or UUCP anyway) to talk to random strangers about fandom stuff since sometime before the Great Renaming, so, pre-1987. I still had to sit on phone books to reach the terminals when I first got into an argument over whether the Doctor would ever fix the chameleon circuit. And you know what? Fuck you, get off my lawn, the kids are no worse than you were at their age.

on the first text-only forums (only we called them BBS’s back then) i was an absolutely HORRENDOUS little shit.
i thought ascii art was cool.
bitch, i had fucking pong.
there was no video game fandom. we called them ‘tv games’, and they were a novelty and frankly kinda boring. ‘computer games’ were different, and they were text adventures with terrible parsers, or buggy, blocky ports of arcade games that looked like stop-motion done with legos.
and yet. and fucking yet.
the same bullshit arguments were happening back then, and people used the same bullshit tactics as they do today. making sock puppet accounts to agree with yourself. claiming you were just playing to make people react instead of admitting you lost an argument. mocking people for caring about a discussion, while at the same time caring way too much about trivial horseshit. and the hipster “i liked it before it was cool” crap, the only thing missing was the word hipster.
human nature is human nature, folks. don’t pretend the internet changed who you are. only you can change who you are, and you will do that as you grow up no matter what the technology’s like.

jumpingjacktrash:

the-real-seebs:

roachpatrol:

rememberwhenyoutried:

lisaquestions:

vayena:

this is the most whiny baby cowshit i’ve ever seen

I was on the internet before the twits who made this image. They are so full of shit.

hahaha oh my goodness

[Geocities] taught us to squint at dark grey text on a black background

[Weebls Stuff] taught us about badgers and mushrooms, and to avoid snakes

[MetaFilter] taught us to always overthink a plate of beans

KIDS THESE DAYS DON’T LIKE THE STUFF I LIKE OR THINK THE THINGS I THINK, SO I HATE THEM

I just feel like I should state, for the record:

When my spouse and I got together, you know what the most popular web browser was?

It’s a trick question. There weren’t web browsers yet.

And I would say it’s fairly accurate to say that I “grew up online”, because I have been using the Internet (or UUCP anyway) to talk to random strangers about fandom stuff since sometime before the Great Renaming, so, pre-1987. I still had to sit on phone books to reach the terminals when I first got into an argument over whether the Doctor would ever fix the chameleon circuit. And you know what? Fuck you, get off my lawn, the kids are no worse than you were at their age.

on the first text-only forums (only we called them BBS’s back then) i was an absolutely HORRENDOUS little shit.

i thought ascii art was cool.

bitch, i had fucking pong.

there was no video game fandom. we called them ‘tv games’, and they were a novelty and frankly kinda boring. ‘computer games’ were different, and they were text adventures with terrible parsers, or buggy, blocky ports of arcade games that looked like stop-motion done with legos.

and yet. and fucking yet.

the same bullshit arguments were happening back then, and people used the same bullshit tactics as they do today. making sock puppet accounts to agree with yourself. claiming you were just playing to make people react instead of admitting you lost an argument. mocking people for caring about a discussion, while at the same time caring way too much about trivial horseshit. and the hipster “i liked it before it was cool” crap, the only thing missing was the word hipster.

human nature is human nature, folks. don’t pretend the internet changed who you are. only you can change who you are, and you will do that as you grow up no matter what the technology’s like.

(Source: salsapone)

August182014
palavenblues:

holy shit there is a name for it

palavenblues:

holy shit there is a name for it

(Source: asexualityresources, via rawrimamidget)

10PM

inferiormendsisters:

kastiakbc:

leseanthomas:

This photo was from several months ago. :-(

Source: http://gizmodo.com/how-bad-is-californias-drought-this-bad-1531567081/all

I don’t say this lightly,

but oh fuck

I live in LA so I just thought I’d add a little more information about this for those of you who don’ know a lot about the drought. 

here’s the latest updated map I could find

All of California is now in a moderate drought and above. As of August, over half of California is turning into the dark red zone, which is an exceptional drought, which is, of course, very bad. In fact, it’s gotten so bad that we are fined to up to $500 if we are seen wasting water (sprinklers watering the pavement instead of plants, etc), and some cities are enforcing water rationing laws.

Our agriculture and economy is even being affected. Many farmers are losing their jobs because their plants are dying and not being watered enough. Some farmers are tearing down many of their crops so that the water that would have been used for those can be used for other crops. I should remind you that California provides over half of the country’s food, so this will not only affect the people who live in California, but everyone in the U.S. as well.

There’s also a chance that if the drought continues for the next year, then there’s a chance that we might have to migrate out of California.

So, for those of you living in California, please conserve your water! Every drop counts! Even doing little things like throwing the ice cube you dropped into a plant to water it instead of throwing it into the sink will help! For more ways to save water, check here

sources: x x x x 

(via japhers)

10PM

ineffably-crowley:

ethically-wrong:

mmmmbeefy96:

grandhowler:

Dude

holy shit. 

this is on a whole new level of patience

This is natural art.

Yoooooooooooooooooooooo

(Source: best-of-memes, via japhers)

10PM
theracismrepellent:

breadheadz:

Dear White America: Wilson had ZERO reason to murder Mike

Spread this like wildfire~Tae

theracismrepellent:

breadheadz:

Dear White America: Wilson had ZERO reason to murder Mike

Spread this like wildfire

~Tae

(via japhers)

9PM

Anonymous said: That specification that he gives about it being a "one-handed" shoulder massage just... It really sticks out? Idk why, but it gives me a mental image of Cronus's hand being very near Mituna's neck/throat. This may be going into my own reading of the situation more than hard canon, but hand-near-throat puts on an additional layer of physical intimidation, on top of everything else you mentioned.

jumpingjacktrash:

roachpatrol:

jumpingjacktrash:

vastderp:

theprettiestboy:

vastderp:

shit i hadn’t thought about that. it makes sense with what happens in the next dialogue, too. i could absolutely interpret it the way you do, it just fits so well with the smooth-talking, sexually dominant hostility.

also, this is my internal monologue upon reading your post:

fuck i said ‘hands’ plural in my takedown fuck why didn’t i catch that i made an error fuckk

wait

where was his other hand then

fuuuuuck

Oh god I just remembered that there was this really skeevy dude who used to come up behind me and start rubbing the back of my neck at college. He was always like “aww I’m just being friendly see it’s just a shoulder rub you looked really tense” but it was definitely a power play. The neck is a really vulnerable and intimate place to be touched, and I’ve got creeped out goosebumps just thinking about it.

at least we know he can go on to be president:

image

the chancellor of germany was having none of GWB’s shit

coming up behind someone and touching them without permission is definitely a power play. especially the kind that involves them looming over you and/or limiting your range of motion.

i once had a coworker who would stand behind me while i was working, put one or both hands on my desk so he was leaning over me, and give me ‘helpful critiques’ on my work. i tried telling him verbally to stop. i tried ‘accidentally’ elbowing him in the ribs or shoving my chair back into him. finally, i told my boss, “if you don’t stop him doing this, shit will get real.” the boss told the guy to stop; the guy gave the ‘just being friendly’ defense, and the boss bought it.

so the next time dude did it, i got up, grabbed him by the shirt, and punched him square in the face. he crashed into some shelves next to the boss’s door. boss came out to see what the noise was; i said, “i told you this would happen.” boss went back in his office and shut the door.

i heard later, though i’m not sure this is true, that powerplay dude complained to the boss about me not getting in trouble for punching him, and the boss said, “but jesse was just being friendly.” whenever i think about it, i hear the dragon from mulan going “that’s how men say hello!” and bust out giggling. :D

what i’m getting at is, men do this to each other as a powerplay, as well as to women; it’s an attempt to dominate someone and force them into a subordinate position. it’s not necessarily sexual — unless this dude (who was also one of those obnoxious evangelicals who brings religious tracts to work) was hitting on me in front of seebs, who also worked there, he wasn’t trying to get in my pants. he was just threatened by my presence and trying to put me in my place. how dare a queermo junior programmer get in good with the boss? it can’t be because jesse works hard and shows up on time and doesn’t complain about having to do data entry or answer phones sometimes — it must be because he’s getting above himself (because everything is about status to these people) and has to be shown who’s the dominant ape in this tribe!

even if you are not a naturally submissive or conflict-avoidant person (and 99% of the time i am the biggest swaggering fight-picking asshole in any room i walk into) some jackasses will not only still try it on, they will push it to the point where you have to violate social norms to make them stop.

my advice is, do it. violate the social norms. i mean, start by firmly telling them to step the fuck off, but if they’re one of the ones who keep pushing it, cross that line. it’s honestly easier to cover your ass with authority figures, or even deal with being fired from your job or suspended from school, than to unpack the emotional damage from their abuse years later.

Here’s a great sentence to say loudly and clearly when someone tries “I was just being friendly!” as an excuse to touch you, mock you, push your boundaries, or get you gifts so you’ll owe them: 

"If you were my friend you’d care about what I wanted. I want you to stop that."

It works because no one can pull the ‘jeeeez she’s so touchy!’ maneuver after being put on notice about friendship manners without making it very clear that they’re not actually being friendly. The only face-saving maneuver from there is a quick retreat. It’s great.  

or there’s also the scorched earth approach: “we are NOT friends, and this grabby bullshit is why.”

i once dumped a friend over his refusal to stop touching. there were a lot of other factors — he was an alcoholic who acted like a jackass when he was drunk, for instance — but the final straw was how he kept putting his arm around me, and when i’d tell him to knock it off, he’d be like “but it’s ok because we’re old friends” and “you’ll forgive me because we’ve been friends since high school” and so forth. finally i was like, “dude, you know what? you have now ruined those happy memories by using them to justify draping your drunk ass all over me after i told you so many times to respect my personal bubble, and because of this, we are done.”

i miss him sometimes, but i don’t regret enforcing my boundaries. i don’t blame him for his addiction — for some people, alcoholism is a really hard burden to shake — but i do blame him for how he behaved while under the influence. my life is better off without someone who makes excuses for ignoring my ‘no’.

9PM

deantrippe:

Extended “Something Terrible” print edition hardcovers are now available for pre-order:

http://deantrippe.bigcartel.com/product/pre-order-something-terrible-hardcover

(via jumpingjacktrash)

August162014

This was a thing I actually paid for

elanorpam:

So if you were around my blog this last couple of years you probably caught a whiff of my driving exam woes. Long story short, driving and everything related to it is fraught with bullshit in Brazil. Everything is taxed and overpriced and bureaucratized and most importantly catastrophized to hell and back; getting a permit is a goddamn investment, and it’s fraught as fuck. (You actually have a time limit to get everything done from the moment you pay your first overpriced request. I didn’t pass during the allotted time. I have no intentions of trying again for the foreseeable future because fuck that shit.)

One of these overpriced things is the driving school of your choice. You can’t just learn from your high school, that would have been too simple. You absolutely have to fill into a special government-approved school and attend every single one of the 45 hours of driving theory. They actually take your fingerprints to make sure you were present. This is such bullshit, my own teacher often taught the basics-of-first-aid during basics-of-mechanics hour. If that was the one hour you were assigned by the computer to learn how your car’s entrails are supposed to work, well, fuck you.

These schools often print their own class material. So did mine. Have I mentioned how these schools are overpriced as fuck? Like, they must be earning a goddamn motherfucking fuckton of money every year? Well, I have no idea where that money is applied, but it’s certainly not on their teaching material.

image

I imagine the person in charge of this sent an email to their nephewcontractor mentioning that they were expecting their students to be mostly 16-19, but the nephewcontractor misread it as 6-9.

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Nevermind that 80% of the illustrations were completely pointless filler, nevermind that the assets belong to obviously different collections. This dude is absolutely going to build the dumbest possible scenes out of all these free resources he just googled!

I actually once spent an entire class cackling at my manual. Just. Bursting into uncontrollable laughter every other minute.

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dualscarampora said: please draw more trans girl eridan ; w ; ive been waiting all my life for more trans girl eridan recognition

lightingupthereef:

Yes ~ All trans characters are super important and need recognition!!! 

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