The Michelle Obama appreciation tour continued on Tuesday night with a speaking engagement in Colorado that once again reminded us how much our souls have turned bitter with rage and discontent.
Why would I not want to eat my lunch at my computer? It grants me a clean mental break, it allows me to socialize in a way that makes me comfortable, it allows me to complete personal tasks, and it lets me take my break the way I want to. I don't know what kind of hell these people are working in, but when I'm at my desk with my lunch laid out, I have never had anyone walk up and demand I do work tasks.
Eating lunch at your desk seems like a good idea. After all, you get more work done, show your coworkers how hard working you are, and you still eat enough to fuel the rest of your workday, right?
I truly do not understand the level of betrayal that people are expressing at McCain's behavior. How is anyone surprised that the man who brought us Sarah Fucking Palin would rush from his own hospital bed to make sure that the rest of us don't get hospital beds?
H.P Lovecraft, 1936, The Shadow Over Innsmouth: I cannot even begin to describe the abominable results of the unspeakable unions between humans and the monstrosities that lurk in the depths of the Stygian abyss. Our language is mercifully unable to convey the horror spawned by these crimes against all which is good and right in the world, the awful truth made evident by those bulging, unblinking eyes and nauseating rubbery skin.
Guillermo Del Toro, 2017, The Shape Of Water: So, there’s this woman and there’s this fishman. They’re gonna love each other and fuck, just fyi.
NEW ORLEANS PLEASE NEVER FORGET THEY LEFT THE PEOPLE OF MY CITY TO DIE!
why….. why do they have guns in response to a natural disaster?
Merica
They killed my mama’s friend on the danziger bridge
Always reblog
And ppl still suffering PTSD 10 years later
I’m at work trying so hard not to cry
I remember my English teacher talked to us about this one day in class and she was sobbing so hard she had to leave
:(
I hated this.
the plea agreements drew prison terms from three to 12 years (x)
But all lives matter right?
Heartbreaking
Right, all lives matter my ass.
I still have ptsd from this ,and I was 8 when this happened. It still feels like yesterday that this happened. My heart breaks everytime I see my city im pieces.
I remember riding down the highway from the storm in traffic with water covering half the tires a terrified 7 year old 😓
as a mentally ill, if you haven’t taken your shower you’re not gonna wanna do anything else. do that first. this sounds like baby advice but fuckin’ do that first
i understand that this is suspicious advice coming from norman bates but do it
maybe once every 3 weeks i think about how Chelsea manning snuck incriminating files past military security by putting them on a blank cd with ‘lady gaga’ written on it
what
“On January 5, 2010, Manning downloaded the 400,000 documents that became known as the Iraq War logs. On January 8, she downloaded 91,000 documents from the Afghanistan database, known later as part of the Afghan War logs. She saved the material on CD-RW and smuggled it through security by labeling the CD-RW media “Lady Gaga”. She then copied it onto her personal computer.“ from her wiki lmaoo she’s an icon
like seriously their brain-to-body size ratio is equal to that of a chimpanzee
They vocalize anger, sadness, or happiness in response to things
they are scary smart at solving puzzles
some crows stay with their mates until one of them dies
they can remember faces
SIDENOTE HERE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT. They did an experiment where these guys wore masks and some of them fucked with crows. Pretty soon the crows recognized the masks = douchebag. But the nice guys with masks they left alone. THEN, OH WE’RE NOT DONE, NO SIR crows that WEREN’T EVEN IN THE EXPERIMENT AND NEVER SAW THE MASK BEFORE knew about mask-dudes and attacked them on sight. THEY PASSED ON THE FUCKING INFORMATION TO THEIR CROW BUDDIES.
They remember places where crows were killed by farmers and change their migration patterns.
A colleague of my dad’s lives next to a lake, and looked out the window one morning to see a duck trapped in the ice. A crow swooped down. “Oh hell,” she thought, expecting carnage, because crows are opportunists. But the crow chipped at the ice with its beak until the duck was free.
Idk of this counts but a few crows saved me from a magpie swooping attack once ,they’re bros who can tell when magpies are being unreasonable and need to chill
I love crows so damn much. When I was fifteen, I hit a pretty serious bout of depression, to the point I was in my room for months. Well, a family of crows made a nest in a tree outside my window. There were two parents and two chicks. One chick was healthy and strong. One was weak, and had a caw like something being strained. It sounded more like a rooster crowing and so my parents jokingly named him ‘Buck’.Well… months passed and Buck’s sibling was taught to fly. His parents focused on the sibling because the sibling was strong. The father stayed behind to try and teach Buck, but I saw him try to fly, fail, and crash to the floor. His father helped him back up into the tree.
Every day, I would watch Buck from my window until one day I opened it and started talking to him. He was small and gangly and he couldn’t caw right. His feathers were all over the place and I felt a kinship. So I made a deal with him. I told him that if he could do it, if he could fly, then I could find the strength to get up. Well… near the end of the season, after talking with him every day, I finally saw him get out of the nest. He went to the edge of his branch, braced himself, and jumped… and just before he hit the ground, he soared back up into the sky. I cheered harder than I ever had before.
That winter, Buck left the area. I was crestfallen. I felt like I’d lost a friend. But I was so damn proud of him.
Cut to the next spring? I’m walking up the driveway one day when suddenly I hear a sound… a broken caw. I look up, and Buck is sitting in a tree above my head. He stared at me and puffed his feathers, then hopped down in front of me and cawed again. I was so damn thrilled, and I told him how proud I was of him. He ruffled his feathers and then soared off into his old tree.
That summer? I heard two broken caws. One from Buck… and one from his chick.
Cut to ten years later? We have a family of crows who all have a very distinct caw and they come here and spend every spring, summer, and fall on our property. Buck still greets me every spring.
that last reply made me wanna cry. that’s so beautiful.
this one morning i kept hearing really loud caws, i remember it was like 5am, LIKE REALLY LOUD AND ANNOYING AND AGGRESSIVE, so loud that i could hear it through a closed window, and i eventually went outside to check it out. there was a crow on my front lawn, it had an injury on its head and couldn’t fly and there were two other crows circling right above it, and they were cawing like mad.
i tried to get close and take a better look and one of them dived super low and tried to attack me. so i went back in the house and chopped some sliced raw meat and tossed it at him from a distance.
a few more times later, very soon after, they could tell i was trying to help, and did not attack me. i was “allowed” to walk up close and pick him up, he couldn’t drink water properly so i had to dip my finger in a bowl and stick it in his mouth.
i did this few times a day and it went on for about a week before he disappeared, i thought he recovered and left, but he came back the next day and lands on me, and i see him around the block quite often, and he would come sit on my shoulder for a few minutes and then fly away again. i feel like i’ve adopted a son.
Best birbs !!
your son is Beautiful and Strong
every time I see this post it has different crow stories and every time I reblog it again because all crow stories are good stories
Contractions function almost identically to the full two-word phrase, but are only appropriate in some places in a sentence. It’s one of the weird quirks of this language we’ve.
This post needs some kind of warning sign.
I did not see that coming.
Some people say the English language is confusing. To which I say… It’s.
That’s the kind of linguist I’m.
If I could use any contraction everywhere, I’d.
@lilyvonpseudonym, I wasn’t sure at first that you would enjoy this, but in the end I decided you’d.
Note: Kids don’t actually all learn this right away. Hang around enough of them, and you’ll hear sentences like “I don’t know where he’s!”
I once heard a comedian say, “Never ask a woman if she’s pregnant unless you actually see a baby’s head coming out of her legs.” Sage advice—too bad no one ever takes it. I can’t tell you how many times people asked me if I was pregnant, if I was planning on getting pregnant or what I was waiting for to get pregnant.
The President Of The United States tweets like a teenager trying to start drama. “This week has been VERY educational in letting me know who my real friends are. People I thought I knew have really revealed themselves. It just goes to show you can’t trust anyone.”
Husky Debbie was going into labor at a shelter, and it clearly isn’t a place for a mom and her pups. So when an animal shelter worker yelled “She’s having her babies now!” rescue volunteer Jennifer Taylor knew something needed to be done.
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Texas Sled Dog Rescue agreed to take the soon-to-be mom, but as Taylor was arranging a ride, she understood that the hour ride to the place was too long for Debbie.
Within moments, the Husky started bringing her puppies into the world. Taylor immediately decided to take the growing family home and give it all the care it needed, even if temporarily.
You see, Taylor has fostered about 500 dogs and drove around so many of them that her husband bought her an SUV just for the dogs. After she was walking Debbie out of the shelter, however, Taylor remembered that she used her husband’s car to drive to the shelter that day instead. It was supposed to remain pooch-free.
Taylor picked up the Husky anyway. “I have a husky giving birth in the back of my car. Please don’t tell my husband,” she wrote on Facebook (which her other half doesn’t use).
“I said, ‘Hang on, mamma,’ and she was in the back of my Mercedes in labor. I drove as fast as I could, juggling driving and trying to monitor her,” Taylor told The DoDo.
Debbie had 8 puppies that day – 6 girls and 2 boys. “We picked The Big Bang Theory as the theme for this family because they came in with such a bang; it just seemed fitting,” Texas Sled Dog Rescue’s Rebecca Chavez said. The runt is still recovering, waiting for their trip to a foster home.
so for a few months I’ve been seeing this dude with a HILARIOUS pickup truck that has a decal on the tailgate that makes it look like bigfoot is lying down in the bed seductively, using a raccoon to cover up his unmentionables, but it’s ALWAYS at night I see him so i can’t get a photo of it when I’m stopped behind him at a red light bc my headlights make a glare.
and I was telling Brie and my mom about this yesterday and as the universe so conspired, Brie went to the dentist today and discovered that we share the same one.
“The manhood act has become obsolescent. The manhood act has become an impediment to human harmony - perhaps even hazardous to our species’ health. The more seriously anyone takes the manhood act, the more dangerous it becomes. Yet we cling to it still.”
