Remember when we went to Kobe Jones and ate all you can eat sushi?
Remember when we went here and had breakfast Pimms? It was good times.
“Uhm… Yeah. Apparently. So what?”
Moka sighed. This is just like the first time with Tsukune.
She stood up and brushed the grass off herself. “First things first. Are you a human?”
“Uhm… No. But I’m very similar to one! Why do you ask?”
“Because if you are a human, you will die in this school,” Moka said bluntly. “This school is one for monsters. Real monsters, the kind that humans talk about when reflecting on their nightmares.” She looked the girl over. “If you are weak, you will also die. This is the survival of the fittest.”
Laura why u no role play Moka?
//Getting close to feeling like RP'ing on Moka again, but for now, go check out my new OC RP blog please ^^
WTF my brother bought this secret house with a pool and has a goat. The cats have their own house? WHY IS MY FAMILY SO WEIRD!
It is insane to me that clotheslines are banned
Electric clothes dryers are among the most energy-greedy appliances in the home, accounting for between 6% and 15% percent of home energy use. In contrast, drying clothes outside is both environmentally friendly and free. Yet, according to the New York Times, many homeowners associations insist that they are “…an eyesore, not unlike storing junk cars in driveways, and a marker of poverty that lowers property values.” In the documentary Drying for Freedom, laundry activists claim that bans on clotheslines affect 50 million households, requiring people to buy electric clothes dryers or hang their clothes inside their home.
Homeowners associations require many things intended to increase the “curb appeal” and property value of homes. Many of these things specifically function to make the home and yard appear decorative instead of functional. Rules prohibit visible vegetable gardens, parking cars in the driveway overnight, allowing your cat outside (lest they poop), and failing to clean oil stains left by leaky vehicles. They turn driveways, curbs, front yards, and porches into communal space designed to advertise the luxury of having non-functional spaces. They say, in effect, “This is a lovely neighborhood where we can afford to curate flowers instead of vegetables and preserve pristine concrete by taking our cars to Jiffy Lube.”
All of this supposedly protects home values by preserving the notion that the neighborhood includes only middle- and upper-class people who can afford to avoid (dirty) work by consuming services. Not being able to afford to dry your clothes electrically apparently appears, well, trashy.
Drying for Freedom is trying to interrupt this narrative, but instead of fighting the classist reasoning behind the clothesline bans, they are trying a different social movement strategy: re-framing. They are suggesting that using clotheslines isn’t a sign of poverty, but one of good global citizenship and, thus, a sign of responsible living. It seems to be working, too. As of 2016, 19 states ban clothesline bans, which is a start. Laundry activists hope the trend will go nation-wide, and then global, and that someday drying one’s clothes in a dryer will be the “trashy” thing to do.
Originally posted in 2010.Lisa Wade, PhD is a professor at Occidental College. She is the author of American Hookup, a book about college sexual culture, and a textbook about gender. You can follow her on Twitter, Facebook, and Instagram.
That is what the Queen sends you
And her flowers she asked we all bring a artifical flower to make a display and give a donation to the stroke foundation instead of gifts.
She is looking good for 100.
She didn't fix her white balance?
I tried to get Webber's parent to go to this but no dice
and this is Aunty May with her neice
but a roof of moving tree leaves was something new to her.
I would eat it
Yale Was Not A Good Choice
by ETHAN PETERSON
Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life
creators Daniel Palladino and Amy Sherman-Palladino
That last season of Gilmore Girls, when Amy Sherman-Palladino was no longer working on the show, was quite depressing. Nothing, however, could be as sad as the condition these women find themselves in when Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life begins. Lorelai was the brightest light in a cute but sometimes grim New England town. Now she looks completely bored by the place she selected to raise her daughter so long ago. Even the most mediocre people seek appropriately-sized challenges for themselves, but Lorelai doesn't want kids, or a new job, or anything more from her boyfriend than to lie next to her as she watches the Hallmark Channel. An inspirational mother and hotelier has given up.
Things are even worse for Rory Gilmore. She has not found one man of any persistent intelligence. It is far more believable that Rory would be stuck in an endless loop, given that the only male figure she had to look up to during her childhood was barely ever there at all. Her relationships with men conform to the only way of interacting she knows: babbling endlessly to her mother. Some men like a woman who talks a lot, but most do not like to be talked to like the girl's mother.
Rory's Yale boyfriend Logan was always a problematic and underwritten character. His wealthy father made a point of putting Rory down, and she weirdly accepted this determination. Somehow, it seemed to enhance her view of the man's son. Logan lives in London, and when Rory is there she stays in his apartment. He promises not to discuss the other women he is schtupping, and she is cautious about prying too much in his drawers and closets. When we learn he is not really serious about Rory, it is expected and reflects even more poorly on her judgment.
Emily, the girls' mother and grandmother, is the only one who time has altered at all. The role played by Edward Herrmann of Lorelai's awful, distant father was one of the best characters on the show. It seems strange to eulogize his passing given that he was pretty much a monster to Lorelai and nothing like the loving father he should have been. We witness a long funeral scene with sweeping music, and various other lawyers talking about what an irreverent piece of shit Richard was. In the wake of the death, Emily lives in a massive house with an entire Portuguese family who has presumed on her grief.
Minority characters are always completely subservient to the white ones in Palladino-Sherman's writing, and Rory's friend Lane never got half the scenes she deserved during the run of the original show. She has had two children with her husband, but we never even get to learn the names of the boys or speculate on the kind of relationship Rory might have with them. Kids have changed everyone I know, but they don't seem to alter Lane or Rory's other friend Paris, who ironically runs a fertility clinic.
Everyone on Gilmore Girls look none the worse for wear, unless you probe deeper. Lauren Graham in particular is still a vibrant and beautiful woman; even though Luke still has a certain mercurial charm, it feels like she has not completely found the right man. Alexis Bledel enters middle age even more self-possessed; it seems a mystery that she cannot find a man who complements her. They really should have cast her real life husband on this joint, and maybe they still will.
One running joke has Rory ignoring a boy with no self-respect, who believes he is dating her and getting to know her family, named Paul. It is cruel in the way that jokes on Gilmore Girls always were. One character would make fun of another, and this seemingly offhand jibe would represent some deeper unhappiness, and the immensity of the problem would balloon when you least expected it. Sherman-Palladino excelled at writing scenes like this, which ostensibly started as one thing but because something completely different through the flow of his signature patter.
We are supposed to believe that Rory has seen some of the world: the parts that her mother was never able to. At one point, Rory romanticizes a vagabond life, and we realize how much she needs this valuable perspective, a journey that would allow her to see what kind of man she could love who would love her back. Instead by the end of Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life, she is tied down exactly like her mother. God this show made me want to cry.
Ethan Peterson is the reviews editor of This Recording.
I gotta go, my date is here
We were so taken with Cassie Murphy’s “Mangier Things” illustration, her depiction of the cast of Stranger Things as cute kitty cats, that we wanted to make sure you saw some of her other catified pop culture reimaginings.
All of these punny pieces are available as prints via Murphy’s KittyCassandra Etsy shop.
“Look to the future, because that is where you’ll spend the rest of your life.” ~George Burns
Cat Cosplay, Harry Potter
Cats can and will do whatever they want. Previously we’ve met a cat who attends school in California, another who frequents a grocery store, a busy kitty on the go who likes to ride the train, and a dutiful cat that helps run a train station in Japan. Now let’s meet Sailor, our first feline Ship’s Captain.
Captain Sailor is a Persian cat who’s been working on a Russian tourist ship since 2008. The ship cruises between Moscow and St. Petersburg and is co-captained by a human, Captain Vladimir Kotin, who also helps Sailor keep his uniform lint-free.
Sailor keeps watch on the bridge of this ship every night from midnight to 4am. He now also has a Scottish Fold subordinate named Boatswain, who is apparently often caught napping on the job:
[via My Modern Metropolis]
image credit: breibart.com
Thompson Chemists in the Soho neighborhood of New York City got some attention this week when it posted signs saying “All female customers shop tax free” and “All male customers subject to a 7% man tax.” Here’s some press coverage of the event from Gothamist:
Jolie Alony, who has owned the pharmacy for 22 years and lives in SoHo, said she wants men who shop at her store to understand the extra costs that women bear when they shop.
“We want to bring awareness on how it feels to be a woman, so the men actually get to feel it,” she said. * * * Despite what her signs say, Alony explained, men aren’t actually coughing up more than they normally would at the register; rather, she’s offering a 7 percent discount for women—effectively cutting out sales tax. She’s still required to report all sales and pay out the sales tax in full, so, she said, she’s just making up the difference herself.
The policy is being run as a promotion—Alony said she’ll see how the day goes and decide if she wants to keep it in place.
Calm down SoHo friends!
As stated in the article: “men aren’t actually coughing up more than they normally would at the register; rather, she’s offering a 7 percent discount for women—“
this makes up for how women are often overcharged for over-the-counter and beauty products (on average 7% according to the NYC Department of Consumer Affairs).
This is a friendly reminder to treat your friends and neighbors as equals and to read articles in their entirety before passing judgment.
With love from your neighborhood pharmacy,
The Gothamist article says that the New York City Department of Consumer Affairs “wrote back to Gothamist to explain that there’s no legal issue with the Thompson Chemist promotion, as there isn’t a prohibition on price discrimination for goods. It is illegal, however, to discriminate in the pricing of services.” I would be surprised if it is correct that vendors can legally discriminate in price, based on the sex of the customer. The finer point is that Thompson Chemists is essentially giving a discount to women and not men by paying the women’s sales tax themselves. In other words, Thompson Chemists is still on the hook for paying to New York State the sales tax on all of the (taxable) property it sells; the store is simply choosing to cover some of the tax itself.
I love the awareness that Thompon Chemists is raising, but I do wonder if it is legal to offer discounts to one group and not the other, on the basis of sex. Or, are discounts so inherently discretionary that the law defers to the judgment of the store offering the discount? Con Law experts, please chime in.
NQN shares her favourite memes with us
They go the 'I'm Angus' which is the restaurant our dog owns.