Listen By Barbara Crooker

its so sad that radfem just means transphobe and not like. this

This should be a scene in some upcoming Guardians of the Galaxy sequel.

so last night, for the first time, a bunch of drunk undergrads found that we had the Canadian national anthem in the karaoke list and the whole gotdamned bar decided to stand and sing for it. 

this in itself was funny enough, but i had been bussing a table of british international kids and now I’m struck with the thought that they now might assume ALL CANADIAN KARAOKE IS JUST. LIKE THIS

rb this post to give the person u rbed it from a pretty fall leaf :]

ways to tie knots on pendants and keychains

Im going to be thinking about this all day...so thanks y'all 🤯

Your header gives me hope that bitch boy euron gets bamboozled with the dragon horn and Bran just aends some ravens to peck his eyes out or summ

Wait hold on I’m thinking..... bran pecking out eurons eyes would mean that Euron really is the bad little boy in old nan’s story.....

Oh. My. Gods.

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Yeah…this is accurate.

bands I’ve been getting into:

Pigeons Playing Pingpong

Big Head Todd and the Monsters

The Revivalists

(Saw these ⬆️ bands at a music festival)

King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard

Music festival band names be like:

Mother Monkey and the twisted six

Borderline Crystalline

AstraZeneca

House fire on eighth street blues band

Wegovy

Hell appraisers

RelaTax

Drain cockroach ◻️

settings > my shower > manage my shower

water 🟩

soap 🟩

corner spider ⬜️

My kid about her first hand experience with chiggers, “I’m sad that chiggers are really real”

Same

[image description: An elegant black cat with a long tail sits in profile on a block of black marble, blocking the view of Assless Chaps behind them. Text reads, “55, Obsidious ~ The Small God of Occluding Cats”] ____________________________________________________________

The cat is in the way.

This is a basic fact of the universe, simple and immutable.  The sun is shining, the wind is blowing, the cat is in the way.  The world is spinning, the atomic structure of the universe is decaying, the cat is the way.  The faithful pray, the apostate condemn, and the cat is in the way.

How is the cat always, inevitably, unavoidably, in the way?  When did we get a cat, anyway?  How did that cat get in here?  Hey, is anyone willing to take responsibility for this cat?  Can someone tell me whose cat this is?

No.

No, no one can tell you whose cat this is.  No, no one is going to take responsibility for that cat.  No, no one let the cat in, and the cat is in the way because it is the nature of cats to be in the way.  If the cat were not in the way, something much more terrible than the cat might rise in its absence.  The cat occupies space to ensure that the space is occupied, because the space will be occupied, whether it is by the cat or by something far more terrible.  The cat is doing you a favor.  Do not count the cat’s eyes.  The cat’s eyes are none of your concern.  The cat can see you.  Isn’t that enough?

Isn’t it enough that the cat is being generous enough to protect you from the terrible thing that would be looking at you with some uncounted number of eyes if the cat were not there?  Isn’t it enough that the cat is soft, and the cat is purring, and the cat is in the way?

Isn’t it enough?

Let it be enough.

The cat loves you.  The cat will love you even into the void.  The cat will forgive you for your frailties, and the cat is in the way.

The cat is always in the way.

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Artist Lee Moyer (Trident of Aurelia, 13th Age) and author Seanan McGuire (Wayward Children, October Daye & InCryptid series) sincerely appreciate you, but wonder if you could scoot just the tiniest little bit to the left?