ola amigo!
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Bears are the fucking scariest things ever. This image both confirms this and fills me with sadness. SO CONFLICTED AUGH HORRIFYING BUGH WON’T SOMEONE HELP THEM
doubtful comforts (via gimemyelectro)
No. No no no. Cut this passive-agressive unreuited-love bullshit right now. Cut it out.
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Here are some amusing excerpts from a private forum that I frequent. R and O are a British couple, and R recently liveblogged O’s prescription drug-induced sleeptalking. This stuff is comedy gold.
O: how many times do you have to eat an egg before it goes away?
R: just one time.
O: what if it comes back?
R: I’ve never seen that happen.O: how come some things are very small?
R: perhaps they just haven’t grown up to be big yet.O: how many times are you allowed to touch an elephant on the trunk?
R: maybe two orthree times.
O: what if you want to do it more?
R: you have to wait till the next day.
O: what if he wants to give you a doughnut?
R: I guess you could do it a bit more then.O: if I had a lamp made out of a mushroom I’d be sad if it broke.
R: yeah that would be pretty sad.O: bubs, you know in japan?
R: yeah?
O: do they run around a lot?
R: I guess it depends if they’re busy.
O: what if they’re wearing hats?
R: I dont think that affects it.O: bubs, what would happen?
R: what would happen if what happened?
O: if you poured out orange juice, but skips came out instead?
R: I guess you’d just have to eat the skips.
O: mmmmm.O: if I found a t shirt on a stage, could I keep it?
R: I think you’d need to try and find out whose it was.
O: what if it was mine already?
R: yeah, you could keep it.O: if I wanted to swap something for a fried egg, would it be enough?
R: depends what you want to swap it for.
O: an egg.
R: yes, that’d be enough.O: how come sometimes a door can’t close because there’s books in the way?
R: just because there’s books in the way.
O: what if you really need to close it?
R: I guess you just have to move the books.
O: nah.O: you know when we get a dog?
R: yeah.
O: will it make me fall over?
R: I don’t think so.
O: will it lay an egg?
R: no, dogs don’t lay eggs.
O: that’s what she said.O: what day is Christmas this year?
R: 25th of december?
O: Hm! That’s the same as last year!
R: it’s the same every year, like your birthday
o: sometimes that’s different.
R: is it?
O: you have to look on the egg to find out when it’s going to be.
R: so there’s a magic egg that tells us when your birthday’s going to be?
O: it doesn’t matter what egg it is.
R: so I can just go into a supermarket and pick up an egg at random and it’ll have the date of your birthday for this year on it?
O: yeah.
R: seems like a pretty weird way of finding out when your birthday is.
O: yeah, tell me about it.
How artists conduct business.
Mick is my new business hero. In this terse letter he congratulates his coworker, he sets expectations, he advises w/o directing and takes the pitfalls of the compensation issue entirely off the table. I sincerely aspire to lead/create/live like this.
I was talking to Clinton (my friend & Revenge of Ricky Williams Drummer extrodiare!) about our show last night, and he said my mom was talking to him about racisim.
In case you’ve never seen a picture of our band, Clinton is white.
She’s been having some bullshittyish problems with the house she just bought, and getting it fixed. She told him something of the effect of: “I think these guys don’t want to help me because I’m Black.” All he could figure to say was, “Yeah.”
He told me that he couldn’t possibly know, and that she’s probably right.
Then I put that into perspective. I don’t know what gay folks go through in their struggles. I don’t try to understand what kind of icky hate gets spewed onto them, because it is different.
I can relate— but it’s not the same thing.
Maybe more people should just try to relate and understand, and take shit for face value when someone tells you, “I think I was discriminated against because I’m different.” Unless that person is the type of tool to be overdramatic about shit like that, they’re probably right. You know when somebody gave you the short end of the stick because you’re not white. You know when a dude didn’t take you seriously because you’re a lady. I’m gonna go ahead and guess gay folks know when someone’s doing them dirty because they’re gay.
Just take it for what it is. Be understanding and don’t critisize. That’s especially lousy to come down on someone and convince them otherwise when they just had a foul experience.