This guy, man. This guy is like a walking anomaly. It’s like he’s the host for the earth’s magnetic field for weird shit or smthn. That time he went to India instead of Indiana? That time he asked for a neck tattoo and the artist gave him a tattoo of his neck?? Wack.
i actually love it when me and my mutuals all reblog the same post from each other so i see it on my dash like 11 times. like yes our taste is excellent our bond is tight and we are savoring this moment together <3
oh, i am finally old enough to know why my parents took so long to grab their coats. why they would ask us to get ready to go only to sit down for another round of coffee. what would i tell myself, at 10 years old? it’s okay. sit down with them too. take in the extra hour with your friend and her family. when you get home, write down every moment in your diary. one day you will be older and you will be waving goodbye to your best friend, and you will turn the key to start your beat up little car engine, and you will look back over your shoulder. her hair will be blowing in the wind and she will be beautiful and you will be, for a moment, struck by all of it. what you will feel is so wide and nameless that it will engulf you. and you will think of being 14 and kicking her under the table in math every time you wanted to whisper something behind the teacher’s back. you will think about how long the days felt, and how you could hold her hand whenever you wished, but you didn’t. and you will think about all of the people you could have lingered with. and you will wish, more than you have ever felt a wish, that the universe just gave you that - more time to linger. more time to say - i love you. i know i need to leave, but i don’t want to leave you. and when i go, i am leaving a piece of my heart that lingers too.
one more round of coffee. the days are so short, and you are so lovely.
“The number of hours we have together is actually not so large. Please linger near the door uncomfortably instead of just leaving. Please forget your scarf in my life and come back later for it.” (mikko harvey)
Might fuck about and fall back in love with life ✌🏻
LOOK AT MY WONDERFUL HANDSOME FRIEND, GET A LOOK AT THIS SEXY MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!! HE’S THE KINDA GUY ID LOVE TO DO LITERALLY ANYTHING WITH. GOING TO THE CLUBS? HELL YEAH! GET A LOVELY GAY BRUNCH WITH? FUCK YEAH BOIIIII! GOING TO THE LIBRARY? Hell yes but quietly!!! LOVE ME THIS ADORABLE MUFFIN 💖😘🥳😍💖😘🥳🥰💖💖💕💗💖💖❤️🧡💖💚💖💝💖💖🌅💞💓✨✨✨✨✨
JENI I LOVE YOU WITH MY WHOLE HEART!! LOOK AT THEM!! SO FUCKING SUPPORTIVE AND LOVELY!!
I had a dream last night that tumblr came up with a pride flag for closeted gays and it was just a light blue flag with a shrimp on it. People would also wear shrimp pins on their lapels for some Reason???
and the vegan gays started Discourse because shrimp deserved more respect
Wth that’s brilliant
closeted queers, you now have a discreet pride flag. wreak havoc.
Omg you guys it is even wilder than it sounds, holy SHIT.
Ben (of Ben & Jerry’s) told People Magazine in a 1984 interview, “I had the biggest crush on Jerry’s sister (Becky). He knew it and didn’t want me near her. I think he’s still pissed about this one. Anyway, one day I was boasting to his sister that I would create a new ice cream flavor especially for her. Any flavor she wanted, but she had to go out with me. Becky was a real ball buster, so she says to me, ‘yeah okay GRAPE!’ She knew from Jerry that nobody could do it. They had been talking about it. Jerry always thought it was funny, but though grape was gross but I was determined to do it. I can’t even taste a damn grape, but I would do it anyway.”
See my taste buds don’t work. That’s why all our flavors are lumpy so I can tell the flavors apart. Like everyone else before me, I couldn’t get the (grape) ice cream to freeze. At that stage, I was just using Welch’s grape juice and I was having difficulty with my test results because I couldn’t tell which group had the flavor, how much flavor was added, and so on. So to help myself with the testing, I started adding the grape skins. Something I could feel, to know what was what. We didn’t know it back then, but grapes contain Anthocyanin molecules. These are a form of anti-freeze. They keep the ice cream in lquid form — but if you increase the Anthocyanin level to a highly concentrated level, then you get the creamiest freeze you can imagine. An ice cream makers dream. You can only get the levels that high when you add the skins. They have more of those molecules than the rest of the grape – including the seed.
That was the secret why the Germans were able to make rum raisin ice cream back in WWII. The damn Anthoycyanin levels in the raisin’s were perfect because the raisins had the skin, not the juice.
I had no idea why it worked back then though. I just stumbled upon the discovery because of my tongue. Becky was impressed. We were at her house, alone. I gave her the scoop – on a cone. I was really getting somewhere. She was laughing and happy. She couldn’t believe I did it.“
AND THEN–AND THEN, YOU GUYS
“I’ll never forget what happened next. Becky jokingly gave her dog a lick from the cone. He liked it and took a couple licks. Then he just gasped and dropped dead. He flipped down onto the floor and was just gone. I had no idea that Grapes are toxic to dogs. Specifically the Anthoycyanin.
Becky was devastated. I had invented deadly dog poison, and I definitely wasn’t’ getting anywhere with her now. This grape thing was no good. You can’t have dog poison this toxic in the house. My creation was dead. I didn’t care about it anyway so I gave it to the pharmaceutical companies to figure out. I don’t remember who even gave me that idea, but I hear they’re still using grape flavored pills to put down dogs with at a lot of the old kill shelters. It’s my greatest mistake. The pharm. companies figured it out about the molecules. I gave up on it. I don’t think anybody else even tried. You can make the stuff at home as long as you don’t have a dog, but nobody is going to sell the stuff.”
The article adds:
“Shortly after Ben provided his formulas to the pharmaceutical industry, FDA banned the sale or research of any grape flavored ice creams or sherbets, natural or artificial due to pet related hazards. This ban is in effect until 2028. That’s why you never see grape flavored ice cream anywhere.”
Important enough to reblog to save a dog.
Don’t feed you pooch any grape containing foods.
That went in a very different direction than I was expecting
I literally don’t have the space for any more physical books, but I’ve downloaded every Underrealm book on Kindle. I read The Alchemist’s Touch specifically because of this post and I seriously can’t recommend the Underrealm books enough. they are absolutely fantastic.
I don’t really read anymore, not like i used to. And of i get a masters this year like i am planning to then that isn’t going to change. But hell yes I’m going to go and buy these books because THIS is exactly the kind of thing that i want to support!
One day I will have a job and a bank account and I will have money from the job in the bank account and I will use some of the money to purchase these books
You’ve always been wonderful to me, twisted little hellsite though you be. Now check this out.
1) A Child of the Holocaust Reclaims a Resilient Heritage.
Michael Bornstein was reluctant to share his family’s full story until he saw a picture of himself as a 4-year-old boy at Auschwitz on a website denying the Holocaust.
2) For years, Michael wished he could wash away the serial number—B-1148—that was seared into his left forearm when he was just 4 years old. He’d mention Auschwitz, if asked about the tattoo, but he wouldn’t dwell on the Nazi death camp where his father and brother were murdered.
3) His recollection of those dark days is dim—“a blessing and curse.” He recalls the stench of bodies burning, the smoke from crematoria chimney, the clack of guards’ boots.
But so many memories—the texture of his brother’s hair, his father’s voice—are inaccessible to him.
4) That is, until he saw something that left him stunned and more determined than ever to tell his story-a picture of himself as a boy at Auschwitz on a website claiming the Holocaust never happened.
“I slammed my computer shut… I was horrified. My hands shook with anger.”
5) Bornstein was born on May 2, 1940, in the Nazi-occupied town of Żarki, Poland, the second son of Sophie Jonisch Bornstein and Israel Bornstein, baby brother to 4-year-old Samuel.
They lived in a redbrick house on Sosnawa Street.
6) When German forces occupied Żarki in 1939, Nazi soldiers confiscated Jews’ money & jewelry.
Israel Bornstein safeguarded his family’s valuables. He gathered what he could in a sack—a string of pearls, banknotes, the family’s silver kiddush cup—and buried it in the backyard.
7) Żarki was an open ghetto at the time, which meant that it wasn’t surrounded by fences, but Jews couldn’t come and go as they pleased.
The Nazis took over Jewish businesses, enforced a strict curfew, and made Jews wear white armbands with a blue Star of David on them.
8) Żarki was to be made Judenrein, “clean of Jews.” The Bornsteins and 120 others were allowed to stay behind as part of a cleanup crew, but eventually were sent away to a labor camp in Pionki.
And in 1944, when that camp closed, they were packed onto trains bound for Auschwitz.
9) While Michael’s mother was able to protect him at Auschwitz, she was helpless to save her husband Israel and her other son Samuel. They were sent to the gas chambers, and she later stated that her “heart literally felt like it had been gouged from her chest with an ax.”
10) In 1945, with Soviet forces closing in on Auschwitz, the Nazis started to evacuate the camp, forcing an estimated thousands of prisoners on a death march. Many prisoners, already frail from malnutrition, died from exposure in the harsh winter.
But Michael was left behind.
11) On January 27, Soviet troops arrived at Auschwitz. Some of the liberation was even captured on film.
“Of the hundreds of thousands of children who had been delivered by train to Auschwitz, only 52 under the age of eight survived.”
12) These children were the world’s best hiders,” Michael says.
“I was one of them.”
13) Soon after liberation, Michael returned to Żarki, where he found the family home on Sosnawa Street had been seized by a Polish family who now saw it as their home.
But of the few dozen Jews who returned to Żarki, he found something amazing- his mother who had also survived.
14) His mother Sophie realized that there was little opportunity left for them in Poland. But first she tried to recover the valuables her husband buried.
“She went digging with her bare hands to find these things, jewels & money… the only thing she found was the kiddush cup.”
15) “And so this cup has been in our family ever since. It’s been at my wedding, at our kids’ weddings, at their bar mitzvahs, bat mitzvahs, and so on,” Michael says.
“It’s not worth much if you buy it for the silver, but we cherish it quite a bit.”
16) After the war, Michael’s mother determined they would apply for visas to the United States.
“She said the word ‘America’ the way a child says the word ‘candy,’” Michael says. “She told me America was the most wonderful and welcoming place you can imagine.”
17) And years later, after his bar mitzvah at Park Avenue Synagogue in New York, Michael’s mother gave him a gift that she’d been saving for years to buy him: a gold watch.
“You have to wind it a few times a day to make it work, but it’s great,” he says.
18) And on the back, it has a gimel and a zayin, which are the Hebrew letters for gam zeh ya’avor, ‘This too shall pass.’”
19)Bornstein’s mother also instilled in him a deep appreciation for the value of education. Like faith, she’d tell him, education can’t be taken away.
In 1958, he enrolled at Fordham’s College of Pharmacy, just as she embarked on a new chapter in her life.
20) In describing Michael’s new educational book, his daughter says, “for my dad, a big piece of this was making sure that his grandkids understood the atrocities of the Holocaust… because this next generation, most of them will grow up not having met a Holocaust survivor.”
21) And of that Holocaust denial site, Michael now says.
“I’m almost grateful for the sighting. It made me realize that if we survivors remain silent—if we don’t gather the resolve to share our stories—then the only voices left to hear will be those of the liars and bigots.”
22) Always remember Michael’s lesson, “This too shall pass.”
But right now, we have a moral obligation to combat height wherever it is found. And like the courageous Michael Bornstein says, we have a solemn obligation to educate future generations…
I think that single player video games should have cheat codes and debug consoles by default again. there’s absolutely no reason cheating at single player games should be frowned upon. I can have little a cheating. as a treat
The core appealing thing about the Mamma Mia movies is that I think most recent movies have lost a sense of camp, but Mamma Mia embraces it. It isn’t trying to be anything besides a jukebox musical about having a lovely time in Greece.
Does the plot make sense? Eh, kind of.
Does the timeline make sense? Not really but it doesn’t matter.
Are there some songs that do nothing to further the plot? Absolutely unless someone can justify “Does Your Mother Know” to me.
Is the point of the scenes with the Dynamo costumes just to enjoy some spectacle? Yes! They’re tacky and glorious.