actual svu quotes (part 3)
I guess this is now an SVU fandom blog
I’ve only seen SOME of the episodes referenced here I guess I should start my re-watch…
Watch: Kristen Bell opens up about the mental health double standard and how she manages her own struggle.
Hit reblog on this so hard
I won’t cry at work I won’t cry at work I won’t cry at work…
New variant covers for the second printing of X-Men: Grand Design will hit the comic shops this Wednesday. You’re missing out if you only read it digitally.
I’ve gone digital on almost ALL of my comics for the last several years, but I picked these up in print and encourage you to do so as well because they just look SO damn good.
Acting like the crows won’t try to cheat the system.
Acting like the crows won’t snatch cigarettes outta people’s mouths.
Acting like murders won’t fight viciously for terf.
For you think you can place a yoke on the neck of the raven,
And a harness on the back of the crow
But you know not of that with which you tamper
Your hands grope blindly in the dark
All your plans will be foiled
Though you lay out seven schemes, eight will come to ruin
This is def what I want crows suffering nicotine fits who haven’t been paid in a while looking for revenge.
Do you want “The Birds” because this is how you get “The Birds.”
This mobile ad designed to make it look like you have a speck of dirt on your phone, making you tap on it. https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinfuriating/comments/7tzwz8/this_mobile_ad_designed_to_make_it_look_like_you/
Sweet baby Jeebus there’s evil and then there’s EVIL.
12. Seeing the second pink line on the pregnancy test.
11. Seeing the second pink line on the SECOND pregnancy test I ran to the store to pick up and thank god for self-checkout because I am not here in this QFC at 9:30pm on a Thursday for a conversation about my collective purchases of a pregnancy test, box of Triscuits, and a king size Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup.
10. Getting the official positive pregnancy test from an actual doctor as opposed to a second little pink line from a pregnancy test I bought at a QFC at 9:30pm on a Thursday.
9. Downloading and using six different pregnancy apps that all give mostly the same information and finding out the baby is at that exact moment the size of a blueberry.
8. Telling our families (there was a lot of yelling).
7. Seeing a little blip of a thing on the ultrasound that is so vaguely baby-shaped they helpfully put a big arrow pointing at it and tearing up and squeezing Lindsey’s hand and grinning from ear to ear all at once.
6. Telling everyone else (a lot more yelling).
5. Seeing the much bigger much more baby shaped thing on the second ultrasound and watching the little goofus swing its arms around and yawn and wiggle in there.
4. Seeing the little flicker of light on the ultrasound that it turns out is the heartbeat.
3. HEARING the heartbeat.
2. When my dad called me and said he was talking to someone about “Ed and his family” and how that made HIM realize that oh my god we’re having a baby.
1. Finding out we’re having a boy.
So yeah. A boy. A little boy. A little boy currently the size of a lemon (or maybe a peach depending on which app you look at) and soon to be much bigger. So now it’s really really REALLY real. Like so real. I’m going to go hug the dogs and kiss Lindsey.
Not in that order.
“The base of the rolls is pizza dough – Batali notes that you can either buy it, or use his recipe to make your own.
I make my own, because I’m a woman, and for us there are no fucking shortcuts. We spend 25 years working our asses off to be the most qualified Presidential candidate in U.S. history and we get beaten out by a sexual deviant who likely needs to call the front desk for help when he’s trying to order pornos in his hotel room.
Donald Trump is President, so I’m making the goddamn dough by scratch.”
PLEASE READ THIS IT IS SO GOOD
I put a ton of thought into the design of the X-Men: Grand Design book. When you crack open the book this is the first thing you’ll see. I wanted endpapers to feature every evolution of the cornerboxes from Issue 1-280 or so. These comics are the main source material for my tale.
Have both issues and will def be snatching up the collected edition as soon as it hits.
So damn good.
So many good ones! Too hard to choose!
OLD LACE! Lucky. Lockheed. Jonathan the Wolverine.
5. Expressed concern the heat was on at the same time a window was open.
4. Rocked a well-worn henley while “doing stuff around the house."
3. Repeatedly told the dogs not to eat things they found on the floor.
2. Grilled outside using a headlamp for light.
1. Peered through a crack in the curtains and muttered to Lindsey that "those kids look like they’re up to something.”
Daddest thing planned for 2018: Literally being a dad.
Of all the dumb idiot shit I’ve ever posted to Twitter (and there has been a LOT) this might be the one I’m the most proud of. Because frankly it’s a really solid joke (if I had to do it over again maybe I’d use the official Twitter stock hashtaggy thing?), but also it sort of isn’t a joke?
Because here’s the secret behind the beard and the sarcasm and the swearing and the yelling and the drinking and the flailing into the darkness and the goat pictures and everything else I tweet and tweet and tweet and tweet:
I legitimately fucking love you guys.
I love my Twitter friends and Twitter friends who became real life friends and Twitter friends I can’t wait to meet someday and Twitter friends I may never meet and Twitter porn bots… Actually, fuck those guys… and everyone who ever taught me something new or listened when I was yelling into the void or sent me a sandwich because I tweeted about it or just clicked the fave button or something to remind me that someone is out there even when it feels like I’m all alone or made me laugh or posted a sweet animal gif.
I love your jokes. I love your snark. I love your heart. I love your dumb hashtag games. I love your selfies. I especially love your sexy selfies. I love your trolling. I love your trolling for the right reasons. I love your questions and answers and conversations and connections. I love your drunj tweets and blurry twitpics from dark bars (if you use your flash in a dark bar you’re basically a war criminal). I love your fights. I love your opinions. I love your dumb fucking stubborn wrong headed opinions. I love your passion. I love when you get pissed off. I love it when you leave and come back because I missed you. I love having a Twitter crush on you. I love worrying that you’re going to catch on because seriously do I fave like EVERY one of your tweets? I love your live-tweets. I love watching TV and sports and elections and current events with you as they happen. I love your spoilers. I love you and your trolling-ass fake spoilers. I love your DMs because you wanted to tell me something, but it wasn’t for everyone. I love your music, movie, restaurant, software, comic book, how to live my fucking life, haircut, and fashion recommendations. I love ignoring all of your recommendations sometimes and finding my own thing and then telling you about it. I love laughing with you and crying with you and when shit gets weird doing both at once because what the fuck else can you do sometimes.
I fucking love you guys. Y’all are my friends. Some of you are my fucking family. Thank you from the bottom of my goddamn heart.
I wrote this exactly one year ago.
I like it even more today.
I’ve met a lot of people via Twitter (and fallen in love at least thrice) and Twitter is so fucking weird and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Thanks, nerds. You’re my favorites.
Haha remember when Twitter was fun and good and not a fire-tornado of Nazis, harassment, Russian bots, and Trump trying to instigate nuclear war.
Those were the days…
Savage She-Hulk indeed.
ALERT ALERT MIKE FINALLY READ PREACHER SO WE CAN FINALLY TALK ABOUT PREACHER THIS IS NOT A DRILL THIS IS VERY REAL AND HAPPENING!!!
There’s also a fair amount of talk about Oreos.
New episode please enjoy it. Please.
Dom preventing his cousin’s car from being taken by racing it and destroying it in a giant ball of fire.
The Rock as a soccer coach
The thirsty moms watching The Rock coach soccer
The wrecking ball
When the wrecking ball swings back teaching us all an important lesson about physics.
The Rock in prison
The Rock going sleeveless with his prison jumpsuit
The Rock working out by punching the wall in prison and then ripping the prison cell desk out of the wall to do bicep curls.
The entire prison break action sequence especially The Rock shrugging off rubber bullets, but ESPECIALLY when The Rock headbutts a guy square in the helmet.
Charlize Theron absolutely devouring scenery as the villain and 1000% sticking the landing.
The Rock’s wallet chain
Tormund from Game of Thrones
Helen GODDAMN Mirren
Auto driving cars getting hacked
“Make it rain.”
Everyone has a grappling hook speargun
Wait is that Clint Eastwood’s son?
Black Santa… Blanta
The Rock does a haka for some reason and I have to believe that was completely his idea that he pitched to the writers and they were all “sure what the hell.”
That one Salvador Dali mustache guy who always plays a goon in action movies getting WRECKED by Letty ending in a sort of vague way that involves him getting thrown into… something… resulting in a very PG-13 appropriate spatter of blood.
Jet pack glider things straight out of an episode of GI Joe.
The Cuban guy from the beginning coming back for a super minor distraction role that they probably could have gotten a local NYC guy for, but he’s family now so
Literally every single thing The Rock says in the entire movie
Luda in a tank
When Roman headshots like six dudes on snow mobiles speeding toward him and then casually steps over one of the corpses as it slides on the ice to a stop at his feet.
There’s a submarine
The submarine has torpedoes
The Rock basically throws a torpedo
The baby wearing Beats by Dre
Tormund from Game of Thrones getting punched so hard square in the forehead he dies
The old “use the flaming exhaust of your muscle car to lead the heat seeking missile away from your family back to the Russian submarine that fired it” trick. Classic.
Necklace tracking device that you’d think super hacker techno villain Cypher would have picked up on and also it had a blinking red light on it, but ok.
DIVERSIFY YOUR BONDS!