defense and defenestration

thecoletrainbaby:

hey i just met you

and this is crazy

but i see your text post

and holy shit i wish i could make you feel better oh my god i am so sorry you’re having a bad day gODDAMNIT WHAT DO I DO TO FIX THIS

supernaturalteendrama:

conversationparade:

oh my fucking god you guys

today in art 120, my intro to design class

our professor asked us to ‘draw a picture of a creature riding a bike’ to get to know us

and when he said creature I thought he meant like, monster, that kind of thing

and about a minute in I look around

and the three other people at my table have drawn an elephant, a squirrel, and another elephant, respectively

and I’ve drawn

A HUMAN CENTIPEDE RIDING A BICYCLE

HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW

Well he certainly got to know you

thedailywhat:

BAMF of the Day: NBA rookie of the year Kyrie Irving goes undercover at a pickup basketball game, dressed as the aging “Uncle Drew.” Unbeknownst to his opponents, Uncle Drew’s got skills, and he wants you kids to get off his lawn court.

This is basically the best disguise for a pro basketball player since Larry Johnson dressed up as Grandmama to help out Steve Urkel and sell some Converse shoes.

[tastefullyoff]

sk1dward:

OMG

sk1dward:

OMG

pugletto:

World Avatars/Ancient Avatars. Africa, Middle East, East Asia, and South America.

pugletto:

World Avatars/Ancient Avatars. Africa, Middle East, East Asia, and South America.

humansofnewyork:

“All right, little man. Show me what you got.”

humansofnewyork:

“All right, little man. Show me what you got.”

thedailywhat:

Slo-Mo Thing of the Day: A 1000fps look at the lithely motions of two Berlin State Ballet dancers, set to “Everything in Its Right Place” by Radiohead.

[hyst.]

bookshop:

washingtonpoststyle:

This sign is popping up all over our neighborhood in Columbia Heights. “Courage” and “Hope” are usually the first to go.
(via NewColumbiaHeights)

*steals the whole flyer and hangs it in virtual bedroom*

bookshop:

washingtonpoststyle:

This sign is popping up all over our neighborhood in Columbia Heights. “Courage” and “Hope” are usually the first to go.

(via NewColumbiaHeights)

*steals the whole flyer and hangs it in virtual bedroom*

roxanneritchi:

queerness explicitly, canonically acknowledged in children’s cartoons

IT’S TIME FOR CAKE

totes spoiled myself just so I could join this party, OMFG

gingerhaze:

pochamarama:

The producers of the Prince of Egypt were faced with the challenge of needing to create multiple language tracks so that the film could be viewed all over the world. Dreamworks International Production located and recorded talent from all over the globe. This video demonstrates the seamless quality the entire Dreamworks crew was able to achieve.

Really, really beautiful and just another testament (no pun intended) to how well-made this movie was. Always gonna be my favorite.

The management are all boob guys

itsnotokokcupid:

Hey. I was recently banned from okcupid, but i just figured out that i can create an account on my ipad. I hope they dont catch on. Anyway, im gonna post pics soon. I noticed you like kink.com. Which site do you like best? I think my fave is everythingbutt.com. Im a butt guy, what can i say. Thats probably why they banned me from okc. The management are all boob guys. Holla back.

thedailywhat:

Language Of Love of the Day: Multi-lingual strangers on the streets of London are asked to say “I love you” in their native tongue.

[thd.]

thedailywhat:

Misconceptions Rundown of the Day: C.G.P. Grey follows up his random myth-debunking video with another misconception rundown devoted to clearing up eight long-held beliefs about animals.

[cgpgrey.]

PREACH, this is an excellent video.

thedailywhat:

The Future Ver. 2.0 of the Day: Last year, Corning introduced a hi-tech future of form and function made possible through the wonders of highly engineered glass.

This year, the company expands on its vision by looking at additional applications, both at home and in the world writ large, for its technologically advanced glass-based gadgets.

A companion video below describes each technology shown above in detail, and provides additional information on what’s possible now and what’s not possible just yet.

[thanks kate!]

oh

oh, wow.


(ps though dude those are going to get run into so much)

thedailywhat:

Follow Up of the Day: In an update posted to his Tumblr blog, Photojojo and Jelly founder and all-around good guy Amit Gupta relays the amazing news that he has found a 10/10 matched donor and will be heading to Boston tomorrow to start the transplant process.
When last we left Amit, he had just been diagnosed with Acute Leukemia. His doctor told him he needed to find a bone marrow donor right away — no simple task for a person of South Asian descent.
Thankfully, the Internet stepped up and offered to help.
100 donor drives and countless of reblogs, tweets, and Facebook posts later, and Amit has found his match. “You all literally helped save my life,” Amit says in his post, adding “(And the lives of many others.)”
As for what happens next, he elaborates:

Tomorrow, I’ll be admitted to Dana Farber in Boston for 4-5 weeks.
First I’ll get a second Hickman line to allow direct access to my heart (for meds and for nutrients if I’m not able to eat). Over the next week, the docs blast my body with a stiff chemo cocktail to try anderadicate all traces of cancer cells. In the process, the immune system I was born with, and my body’s ability to make blood, are destroyed.
Next Friday, I get my donor’s stem cells by IV. I start onimmunosuppressants to prevent my body from rejecting them (I’ll be on them for 12-18 months). For these weeks I’ve no immune system, so I’m severely vulnerable to viruses and bacteria. My hospital room and hallway become my world.
Meanwhile, the stem cells make their way to my bone marrow and, with some luck, start producing platelets, red blood cells, and white blood cells. At this point, my blood type changes to the blood type of my donor. And my blood will now have my donor’s DNA, not my own.
This is science fiction stuff. I can hardly believe it’s even possible, and there’s lots of chances for things to go wrong. It’s frightening.

Getting back to “normal” takes time, and there are plenty of obstacles along the way. But Amit’s odds are pretty good given his age, and he knows his family and friends are there to support him every step of the way.
“A few months ago I didn’t have many options,” he says. “Today I have a plan. I am alive. I start tomorrow. Wish me luck!”
Good luck, Amit! 
[superamit.]

thedailywhat:

Follow Up of the Day: In an update posted to his Tumblr blog, Photojojo and Jelly founder and all-around good guy Amit Gupta relays the amazing news that he has found a 10/10 matched donor and will be heading to Boston tomorrow to start the transplant process.

When last we left Amit, he had just been diagnosed with Acute Leukemia. His doctor told him he needed to find a bone marrow donor right away — no simple task for a person of South Asian descent.

Thankfully, the Internet stepped up and offered to help.

100 donor drives and countless of reblogs, tweets, and Facebook posts later, and Amit has found his match. “You all literally helped save my life,” Amit says in his post, adding “(And the lives of many others.)”

As for what happens next, he elaborates:

Tomorrow, I’ll be admitted to Dana Farber in Boston for 4-5 weeks.

First I’ll get a second Hickman line to allow direct access to my heart (for meds and for nutrients if I’m not able to eat). Over the next week, the docs blast my body with a stiff chemo cocktail to try anderadicate all traces of cancer cells. In the process, the immune system I was born with, and my body’s ability to make blood, are destroyed.

Next Friday, I get my donor’s stem cells by IV. I start onimmunosuppressants to prevent my body from rejecting them (I’ll be on them for 12-18 months). For these weeks I’ve no immune system, so I’m severely vulnerable to viruses and bacteria. My hospital room and hallway become my world.

Meanwhile, the stem cells make their way to my bone marrow and, with some luck, start producing platelets, red blood cells, and white blood cells. At this point, my blood type changes to the blood type of my donor. And my blood will now have my donor’s DNA, not my own.

This is science fiction stuff. I can hardly believe it’s even possible, and there’s lots of chances for things to go wrong. It’s frightening.

Getting back to “normal” takes time, and there are plenty of obstacles along the way. But Amit’s odds are pretty good given his age, and he knows his family and friends are there to support him every step of the way.

“A few months ago I didn’t have many options,” he says. “Today I have a plan. I am alive. I start tomorrow. Wish me luck!”

Good luck, Amit! 

[superamit.]