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Feb 13

Casey is a pretty agreeable model.

Jan 11

tiffanyb:

sigridellis:

I will fly.

This turtle is my spirit animal.

Brilz.

Jan 4

just shut up.

gyzym:

First, a story.

So, my first semester of my freshman year of college, I took this Intro to Women’s Studies class. The class met for five hours a week, one two hour session and one three hour session, and the breakdown of students was what I eventually discovered to be the typical sampling in any Women’s Studies class with no pre-recs at my mid-sized, southern Ohio state school. There were a number of girls who would become, or were already part of, the feminist advocacy groups on campus; there were a number of girls who would prove themselves to be opposed to feminism in both concept and practice, one of whom I distinctly recall giving a presentation on the merits of the “Mrs. Degree,” while my professor’s eye twitched in muted horror; there were a handful of girls and at least one guy I’d come to know later through assorted campus queer groups; and there were, of course, the three to six dudebros, self-admittedly there to “meet chicks,” all but one or two of whom would drop the class after the first midterm. At eighteen, I was myself a feminist in name but not in practice—I believed in the idea behind feminism (which is, for the record, that people should be on equal footing regardless of gender, not that we should CRUSH ALL MEN BENEATH THE VICIOUS HEELS OF OUR DOC MARTENS GLORY HALLELUJAH), but I didn’t actually know anything about it. I could not identify the waves of feminism. Intersectionality and how the movement is crap at it were not things of which I was aware. Never had I ever encountered the writings of bell hooks. In a lucky break, you do not need to know about the waves of feminism, or know what intersectionality is, or have read bell hooks to read this essay! (But you should read bell hooks. Everyone should read bell hooks. bell hooks is FUCKING AWESOME.)

The first couple of weeks of this class were about what you’d expect. The professor was fun and engaging, but she was not exactly pulling out the eye-opening stops on our wide-eyed freshman asses. There were handouts. There were selections of the textbook for reading. There was a very depressing class about domestic violence, abuse, and rape that was the typical rattling off of terms and horrific statistics that everyone winced at, but that nobody really internalized. The dudebros snickered in the back corner, grouped together like they would be infested by cooties if they spread out, occasionally chiming in with helpful comments like, “Dude, the lady on the back of this book is smoking,” and getting turned down by each girl in the class, on whom they were hitting in what I can only assume was a pre-determined descending order of hotness. The queer kids, myself included, huddled in the other corner making pithy comments. The up-and-coming active feminists glared at the bros, who leered back, and the Mrs. Degree-friendly crowd mostly texted under their desks and made it very clear that they were only there for humanities credit. Again, it was a fairly typical southern Ohio state school class full of fairly typical southern Ohio state school freshmen. Nobody was super engaged, is what I am saying here. Nobody, myself included, was really eating it up with a spoon.

And then one day, my professor opened the class with, “So, who here has seen Beauty and the Beast?”

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A million times, this.

Dec 14

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Nov 15

930club:

9:30 TOP TEN: SHOW ME YOUR MANNERS

We asked our Masters of Crew Chief-ery, Josh & Ross, to discuss show-going etiquette. If you ever wondered how to get your in-roads with this bearded duo when you come to the club, here are their tips.

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3. have your ID ready, even if you have grey hair, liver spots, saggy boobs, or kids older than the person asking for it. it’s the law.

No, it’s really not. It’s your policy. That’s okay - I think it’s stupid that you’d rather annoy us grown-ups than deal with having to push back if ABRA gets up in your grill, but whatever. I get that you have pressures of your own and maybe this is the easiest way to balance trusting your employees vs big-ass fines.

But take ownership of it and don’t blame the law. The code -§ 25-783 to be specific - only requires “reasonable belief.”

A licensee or his agent or employee shall take steps reasonably necessary to ascertain whether any person to whom the licensee sells, delivers, or serves an alcoholic beverage is of legal drinking age.

It’s not “reasonably necessary” to ask someone stooped over and using a cane to produce ID to ascertain that they’re legal drinking age. It’s probably not legally necessary to ask my 42-year-old ass either, but I’ll credit your low lighting at the door for your inability to tell that my legal ability to drink is already old enough to drink.

Now, I get why you do it. “Reasonably necessary” is a little vague. The law says, right after that, that you’re not guilty if someone produces a valid ID.

Any person who supplies a valid identification document showing his or her age to be the legal drinking age shall be deemed to be of legal drinking age.

Now, the important word there is valid so whether they’re going to smack you for not detecting a fake, I dunno. So maybe it’s false confidence.

But I get it - the $1000 to $2000 penalty and a 5 days shutdown (way worse than the 2k) is a big deal. For a venue like the 930 a 5 day shutdown would be catastrophic. Doing the math, you figure just deciding that you’re going to make it policy to ask every single person for ID is the smart way to go.

Just say that it’s your policy, then. “It’s the law” is demonstrably bullshit. You’re already annoying me by adding ID-production on top of my grey hair. At least don’t insult me by lying to me and dodging personal responsibility.

Nov 8

fuckyeahtattoos:

“Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And, the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics: You are all stardust. You couldn’t be here if stars hadn’t exploded, because the elements — the carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, iron, all the things that matter for evolution and for life — weren’t created at the beginning of time. They were created in the nuclear furnaces of stars, and the only way for them to get into your body is if those stars were kind enough to explode. So, forget Jesus. The stars died so that you could be here today.”
― Lawrence M. Krauss

Tyler at Til Death Tattoo in Portland, ME; 10/18/2012

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This is nice.

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dogshaming:

But I wasn’t finished!

Casey’s cousin in demeanor if not genetics.

Nov 4

geekyjessica:

Behold the deadly pit bull. Clearly as a breed they are all violent and evil.

Awwwwww

Oct 25

memosfromfury:

[Submitted by: Firestorm17

Mr. Stark is hereby reminded that the correct way to identify himself during battle is “Iron Man,” not “Leeroy Jenkins.”

He should also keep in mind that shouting anything while launching a surprise attack tends to undermine the effectiveness of the tactic.]

The best thing about this is that it’s the kind of joke that Stark WOULD be aware of. And I can completely see Downey Jr’s Stark doing this. Make it happen, Whedon!

Oct 16

karatam:

‘Firefly’ reference on ‘The Inside’ 1x13

*snort* I love that Firefly references are on their way to A Thing on tv shows. Bunches on them on Castle, now this. Guess they wouldn’t have made sense on CHUCK - those dudes would have been hard-core Browncoats if Firefly had existed in their world. :)

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