Elon Made Me Come Back

Blind people must save a lot on electricity.

They do actually!

I had a blind professor, last semester, and I swung through his office to make up an exam. It was a while before I knew he was in there because he was sitting with the lights off. I finally went in, apologized, and took the exam by the light of a nearby window (which was fine). Forty-five minutes into dead silence he panicked and yelled in this booming voiced, “WAIT, YOU CAN SEE!!!” before diving across his desk to turn on the lights. I’m sure he was embarrassed but I thought it was endearing and it highlighted a large aspect of disabled life that I hadn’t previously considered.

Sort of relatedly I once had professor who was deaf, but she had learned to read lips and speak so she could communicate easily with hearing people who didn’t know sign language. One day she had gotten off topic and was talking a little about her personal life, so that one of the students said “Oh, I know, I grew up in Brooklyn too.” 

She stared at him for a long time and then said “How do you know I’m from Brooklyn?”

And he said “You have a Brooklyn accent.”

She said “I do?” and the whole class nodded, and then she burst out laughing and said “I had no idea!  The school where I learned to speak was in Brooklyn.  I learned by moving my mouth and tongue the way my teachers did.  So I guess it makes sense that I have their accent, I just never thought about it.”

i feel this just cleansed my fucking soul 

Centuries of Bad Blood [mashup]

Okay but after seeing this I started doing it too and it’s amazing how many men I’ve run into bc they expected me to move

Gotta try it

I work (and walk) on a college campus. I’ve lost count of how many men I’ve smacked shoulders with.

Recently, I was standing outside my son’s classroom waiting to talk to his teacher. I stood on one side of the hallway, not even close to the center. At some point, a man came walking along. I was standing right in his path, but the hallway was empty, so I logically expected him to swerve around me. Instead he kept walking right toward me, got to me, and stopped, as if waiting for me to get out of his way. I didn’t; I just smiled politely at him. He finally walked around me, clearly annoyed that I hadn’t leapt out of his manly path.

Now I’m wishing I’d leapt aside, taken off my jacket and laid it on the floor before him, then bowed deeply and said, “My Liege!”

I also work at a college campus. I smack shoulders sometimes, but I find that if I stare straight ahead and follow the advice below, people get the heck out of the way.

Honestly this post changed how I carry myself when walking alone in public, or in a situation where I’m the one leading. People definitely move for the murder gaze.

Confirmed. I once had to rush back inside a convention hall as the con was closing in order to a retrieve a sick friend’s medication, and I didn’t understand why people in the crowd were jumping out of my way (literally—one guy vaulted a table) until I realized I was dressed as the Winter Soldier and doing the Murder Walk because that’s just how I walk in those boots. I got the meds, got out, and made a mental note.

I repeated the experiment later, wearing the boots but otherwise my usual clothing and mimicking the expression I thought I’d had at that moment. People parted like I was Charlton Heston.

I now wear that style of boots whenever possible. I recently had a man do a double-take as I walked by and ask me, politely, where I had served because I “looked like a soldier.” I’m not current or former military. I was wearing a flowy purple peasant top and looked as un-soldierlike as possible.

Moral of the story: wear comfortable shoes, square your shoulders, and walk like you’ve been sent to murder Captain America.

So everyone should read King, Come At Red Morning by tawabids because it’s just the Sleeping Beauty trope you need right now. 

A Harry Potter AU where everything’s exactly the same, except the house elves look like Lord of the Rings elves and Dobby’s, like, played by Orlando Bloom. But they’re still not allowed to have clothes

orlando bloom hitting himself in the face with a lamp

twelve year old Daniel Radcliffe shoving a nearly-naked Orlando Bloom into his closet

I don’t know why the fandom came to this but I like it

JINGLE BELL STILL IN HELL DO YOU EVEN CAAARE?

YOUR ANGEL CAS CAN KISS MY ASS MY LIFE IS SO UNFAAAIR

- Adam

And so it begins again

This is what really happened.  Trust me.  I’m an expert.

this is my favourite version you cant stop me

THIS IS GREAT BECAUSE THIS IS WHAT WOULD IT WOULD HAVE ACTUALLY SOUNDED LIKE FROM LIKE— ELSE’A PERSPECTIVE OR SOME TINY UNNOTICEABLE FAIRY THAT MAKES NO SOUND  REMEMBER, WHEN DISNEY CHARACTERS BURST OUT INTO SONG THEY DONT HEAR THE MUSIC, JUST THEM AND WHATS HAPPENING AROUND THEM  AND THIS REALLY PUTS INTO PERSPECTIVE JUST HOW  fucking weird these assholes are i mean like seriously what the fuck 

It feels strange having already seen it in the full orchestral version, but don’t say you’ve never just burst into song, even a meaningless melody, when you’ve been alone and thinking about things.

New from J.K. Rowling: Dumbledore’s Army Reunites At Quidditch World Cup Final

looks like he tryin to think of a way to tell her she can’t stay the night

It is said that a commoner of Braavos always dress in flashy colors while the very elite dress in only black & blue.

 I think Ser Dontos has an alliance with Olenna Tyrell. He gave his mother’s necklace to Sansa and asked her to wear it for the wedding. Then, Olenna came for talk to Sansa and take a jewel who contained the poison from the necklace of Ser Dontos for pour it in Joffrey’s goblet. And then Ser Dontos came to take Sansa away from here for save her !

If you start from the bottom up it’s a story of two friends. Then murder, then revenge.

woah

I like it backwards

"Some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice."

Defacing money (a crime) or art? I’ll go with art.

The ‘Home Grown Veggie' figurine series imagines animals created from fruits and veggies - with a little more permanence.