Loki When Thor Does Literally Anything.

Daffodil photos I've collected over the last 4 weeks. I might do an update if I find more cool Daffodils! I honestly love how diverse, and similar they can be! They are in the genus Narcissus. They are actually poisonous. Also, they can be called Lent Lilies, and in German they can be called Narzisse (like the genus!) and Osterglucke (Easter Bells). ISN'T THAT COOL!!! So, Ja, NEAT!!!

Interesting Fact #1

Novels were forbidden in the Spanish colonies by the Inquisition. The literary genre of novels was seen as dangerous. Reading a novel could warrant one jail time and humiliation. Novels weren't published until after independence at the beginning if the 19th century. This ban on fiction was part of the inquisitions goal to rid the "fictional disease" that plagued them.

Information from Latin America: Fiction and Reality by Mario Vargas Llosa.

If you any more information related to the fact, or you have corrections, Please share! I would love to hear!

Turkey

So, I noticed a little translation thingy with the word for Turkey in German:

Well, that middle word might seem familiar! The word "Pute" is really similar to alot of "fun" words in other languages. Either spelled or sounds similar.

Even similar to, but not completely as close to

Which brings us to This!

Disclaimer: I'm in no way an expert, but I am just a simple Goof who noticed a mildly funny thingy!

~First snowfall~

Denison University: Granville, Ohio

My First Short Story

I hope you like it!

Mistakes

Mistakes are made, but they cannot be fixed. Ever. The ghosts of my past mistakes haunt me. They row their rickety boat down my stream of consciousness and pollute its crystal waters. They row their way into your mind to just reaffirm to me that nothing in life matters now. Nothing at all. After this mistake everything is nothing. I shake with anxiety. How will I continue? How will I recover from my mistake? How will my life ever be the same?

My mistake.

The mistake that I can never correct.

The hand fumbling.

The cheese puff falling.

The hand reaching.

The cheese puff crashing.

The hand failing.

the cheese puff dying.

The mistake that I can never correct.

Forever.

The cheese puff.

On the floor cold and alone.

Lost to the dust bunnies.

Ready to claim my mistake as their prize.

My life will never be the same.

If your friend jumped off a bridge, would you do it too?

Somewhere on a train trestle overlooking a river.

Person A: "Let's Jump”

Person B: "I’m not going to jump off a bridge with you.”

Person A: “But, it would be fun!”

Person B: “No! This is stupid. We're going to break our legs.”

Person A: “Come on! It’s just water. This is the summer life! Just jump into the river.”

Person B: "No!"

Person A: "Please."

Person B: "No!"

Person A: "Sometime you just have to ask yourself: 'if your friend jumped off a bridge, would you do it too?’ Now, what would a true friend do?"

Person B: "..."

Person A: "..."

Person B: "The answer's still No."

Person A: “Fine. Now before you walk away and leave me to jump alone into this river with out anyone to keep me safe and watch out for me. Did you EVER account for the Buddy System? We have to stick together!”

Person B: “.......You got me there…”

He's doing his best, okay!

Columbus, Ohio: Franklin Park Conservatory and Botanical Gardens 

Inktober: Day 2

Spookier....