Degaussing the froonium drive

unicornempire: impsexual: Tea comes in two delicious flavors:...

Sun, 12 May 2013 13:51:42 -0400

impsexual:

Tea comes in two delicious flavors: hot grass water and hot grass water with a stale lemon aftertaste.

This is… -exactly- how I feel about tea.

OH you poor diluted non-tea drinkers.

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Wed, 01 May 2013 20:19:00 -0400

thesirens-oftitan: Guillermo del Toro’s Pacific Rim (x). July...

Tue, 30 Apr 2013 12:28:40 -0400

thesirens-oftitan:

Guillermo del Toro’s Pacific Rim (x). July 11, 2013.

A giant robot smacks an alien in the face with a giant shipping tanker. Do you need any other reason to see this movie?

This looks awesome! New generation of kaiju films.

dezi-desire: wilwheaton: (via HijiNKS ENSUE – A Geek Comic -...

Tue, 30 Apr 2013 01:10:40 -0400

dezi-desire:

wilwheaton:

(via HijiNKS ENSUE – A Geek Comic - Make It So / As You Wish)

…this made me far too happy.

ladykingsfield: dezi-desire: More lovely photos taken of my...

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 21:58:57 -0400

ladykingsfield:

dezi-desire:

More lovely photos taken of my daughter Helena as Delirium and myself as Death from Sandman at Vancouver Fan Expo.

I seriously can’t NOT reblog this. I know very little about this cosplay, BUT IT RULES!

savingthrowvssexy: Darth Vader Pinup y *Mistress-Zelda

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 21:58:11 -0400

savingthrowvssexy:

Darth Vader Pinup y *Mistress-Zelda

lewild: iconicmonsters: me-andd-you-forever: d4untles-s: 1000...

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 14:08:56 -0400

lewild:

iconicmonsters:

me-andd-you-forever:

d4untles-s:

10000steps:

sayhellotoskinnyme:

They told me the big black Lab’s name was Reggie, as I looked at him lying in his pen. The shelter was clean, no-kill, and the people really friendly. I’d only been in the area for six months, but everywhere I went in the small college town, people were welcoming and open. Everyone waves when you pass them on the street.

But something was still missing as I attempted to settle in to my new life here, and I thought a dog couldn’t hurt. Give me someone to talk to. And I had just seen Reggie’s advertisement on the local news. The shelter said they had received numerous calls right after, but they said the people who had come down to see him just didn’t look like “Lab people,” whatever that meant. They must’ve thought I did.

But at first, I thought the shelter had misjudged me in giving me Reggie and his things, which consisted of a dog pad, bag of toys almost all of which were brand new tennis balls, his dishes and a sealed letter from his previous owner.

See, Reggie and I didn’t really hit it off when we got home. We struggled for two weeks (which is how long the shelter told me to give him to adjust to his new home). Maybe it was the fact that I was trying to adjust, too.
Maybe we were too much alike.

I saw the sealed envelope. I had completely forgotten about that. “Okay, Reggie,” I said out loud, “let’s see if your previous owner has any advice.”
____________ _________ _________ _________

To Whomever Gets My Dog:

Well, I can’t say that I’m happy you’re reading this, a letter I told the shelter could only be opened by Reggie’s new owner. I’m not even happy writing it. He knew something was different.

So let me tell you about my Lab in the hopes that it will help you bond with him and he with you.

First, he loves tennis balls. The more the merrier. Sometimes I think he’s part squirrel, the way he hoards them. He usually always has two in his mouth, and he tries to get a third in there. Hasn’t done it yet. Doesn’t
matter where you throw them, he’ll bound after them, so be careful. Don’t do it by any roads.

Next, commands. Reggie knows the obvious ones —-“sit,” “stay,” “come,” “heel.”

He knows hand signals, too: He knows “ball” and “food” and “bone” and “treat” like nobody’s business.

Feeding schedule: twice a day, regular store-bought stuff; the shelter has the brand.

He’s up on his shots. Be forewarned: Reggie hates the vet. Good luck getting him in the car. I don’t know how he knows when it’s time to go to the vet, but he knows.

Finally, give him some time. It’s only been Reggie and me for his whole life. He’s gone everywhere with me, so please include him on your daily car rides if you can. He sits well in the backseat, and he doesn’t bark or complain. He just loves to be around people, and me most especially.

And that’s why I need to share one more bit of info with you…His name’s not Reggie. He’s a smart dog, he’ll get used to it and will respond to it, of that I have no doubt. But I just couldn’t bear to give them his real name. But if someone is reading this … well it means that his new owner should know his real name. His real name is “Tank.” Because, that is what I drive.

I told the shelter that they couldn’t make “Reggie” available for adoption until they received word from my company commander. You see, my parents are gone, I have no siblings, no one I could’ve left Tank with .. and it was my only real request of the Army upon my deployment to Iraq, that they make one phone call to the shelter … in the “event” … to tell them that Tank could be put up for adoption. Luckily, my CO is a dog-guy, too, and he knew where my platoon was headed. He said he’d do it personally. And if you’re reading this, then he made good on his word.

Tank has been my family for the last six years, almost as long as the Army has been my family. And now I hope and pray that you make him part of your family, too, and that he will adjust and come to love you the same way he
loved me.

If I have to give up Tank to keep those terrible people from coming to the US I am glad to have done so. He is my example of service and of love. I hope I honored him by my service to my country and comrades.

All right, that’s enough. I deploy this evening and have to drop this letter off at the shelter. Maybe I’ll peek in on him and see if he finally got that third tennis ball in his mouth.

Good luck with Tank. Give him a good home, and give him an extra kiss goodnight - every night - from me.

Thank you,

Paul Mallory
____________ _________ _________ _______

I folded the letter and slipped it back in the envelope. Sure, I had heard of Paul Mallory, everyone in town knew him, even new people like me. Local kid, killed in Iraq a few months ago and posthumously earning the Silver
Star when he gave his life to save three buddies. Flags had been at half-mast all summer.

I leaned forward in my chair and rested my elbows on my knees, staring at the dog.

“Hey, Tank,” I said quietly.

The dog’s head whipped up, his ears cocked and his eyes bright.

“C’mere boy.”

He was instantly on his feet, his nails clicking on the hardwood floor. He sat in front of me, his head tilted, searching for the name he hadn’t heard in months. “Tank,” I whispered.

His tail swished.

I kept whispering his name, over and over, and each time, his ears lowered, his eyes softened, and his posture relaxed as a wave of contentment just seemed to flood him. I stroked his ears, rubbed his shoulders, buried my
face into his scruff and hugged him.

“It’s me now, Tank, just you and me. Your old pal gave you to me.” Tank reached up and licked my cheek.

“So whatdaya say we play some ball?” His ears perked again.

“Yeah? Ball? You like that? Ball?”

Tank tore from my hands and disappeared into the next room. And when he came back, he had three tennis balls in his mouth.”

Not thinspo, but deserves a reblog. Makes me cry everytime.

This made me cry too….

omg, Im in tears right now!

I’m literally crying , oh my gosh !

Well this shit made me emotional.

Crying pretty hard now…. This is pretty amazing

morganoperandi: thehappysorceress: deantrippe: “You’ll be...

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 13:31:40 -0400

morganoperandi:

thehappysorceress:

deantrippe:

“You’ll be safe here.”

Society 6 / DeviantArt / Wallpaper <- click that for real, tho

This is fabulous. And yes, click the wallpaper link!

Guys, this is what geek culture is all about.

This. Right here.

That kid who picks up one comic. Maybe it’s Batman, maybe it’s X-men, maybe it’s the Ninja Turtles (for me, it was Spider-man). But, it’s about that kid who picks up that one comic or watches that one show or reads that one book and finds their world completely changed. Who feels like they’ve come home for the first time.

This kid, who’s never felt entirely comfortable in the real world, who finds a fictional world in which they feel welcome. That kid who knows they would accept the X-men if they ever met. Who wants to be saved by Batman. Who wants to fly aboard the Enterprise or in the TARDIS. That kid who wishes they could be bombarded with cosmic rays, gain wondrous abilities, and leave their world behind for one of adventure.

The real world is a world of bullies; of teachers; of parents who might be abusive or neglectful or who might be perfectly wonderful but, through no fault of their own, might not be able to help or understand. The real world is a world of change, and fear, and social conventions that are sometimes mind-boggling. The fictional world, however, will always be there for you. When the rest of the world is simply too hard, this world can be your oasis. I think, if you asked any one of us about our first fictional love; about our first fandom before we ever knew that word, you’d find a lot of stories with a lot of similarities.

That’s why it pisses me off so badly when I hear about people who aren’t being accepted by this culture. Stories about guys who spend their time policing the “fake” geek girls. People who so harshly judge the cosplayers who “get it wrong”, because they don’t have the right body type or enough money to get every costume piece perfect. These people who act as if you can’t really love a character if you’ve only read or seen some of it; who forget that fandom is often love at first sight. It only took me one episode of Star Trek to know I loved it. If I didn’t have the time or ability to watch every episode, does that make my love any less real than the person who owns every season?

Geek culture can and should be the most accepting culture there is. We are bound together by a love for a world that is other than our own. There’s no need for credentials or proof, just a sharing of this love and a welcoming of all comers with open arms. These characters, this world, will always accept you, and so will I.

You’ll be safe here.

feigenbaumsworld: sorveharth: snitchesbecray: motegs: By far...

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 13:23:49 -0400

feigenbaumsworld:

sorveharth:

snitchesbecray:

motegs:

By far one of my FAVORITE signs I’ve seen this week!

aw snap. I love the smell of logic in the afternoon

I haven’t been reblogging many of these but I like this one.

I’d like to know when it became acceptable for one segment of the population’s religious choices to govern everyone else’s personal lives. This shouldn’t even be an issue.

She can kiss me on the forehead any time she wants

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 13:12:32 -0400

She can kiss me on the forehead any time she wants

ppgfreak85: One of the BEST ad campaigns about representation I...

Sun, 28 Apr 2013 23:43:42 -0400

ppgfreak85:

One of the BEST ad campaigns about representation I have seen.

Everyone has a backbone. Use yours.

judgem3ntal-fucks: tearyimages: raydioaktive: 33,363 notes,...

Sun, 28 Apr 2013 02:50:50 -0400

judgem3ntal-fucks:

tearyimages:

raydioaktive:

33,363 notes, well done society

57,307 funny….. You guys are all beautiful

68,507 is too big :(

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Sat, 27 Apr 2013 18:55:32 -0400

aaamaaazooon: LET’S DO A REVIEW OF LISA FRANK© BRAND...

Sat, 27 Apr 2013 06:00:06 -0400

aaamaaazooon:

LET’S DO A REVIEW OF LISA FRANK© BRAND BERRY-SCENTED BODY WASH

WE GOT THIS SHIT AS A CHRISTMAS GIFT THANKS TO BERRY-SCENTED TUMBLR USER JENNYLOGGINS

I AM A HULKING, BURLY, MASCULINE MAN, SO USUALLY I USE OLD SPICE OR IRISH SPRING OR SOME MANLY SHIT LIKE THAT BUT TODAY I WAS OUT OF SOAP SO I USED THIS SHIT

FIRST OFF LET’S START WITH THE PACKAGING

THIS FUCKING RAINBOW-ASS UNICORN IS THERE IN THE SHOWER EVERY DAY, EVERY FUCKING DAY THIS LITTLE FAGGOT SITS THERE AND GIVES ME THAT SULTRY GAZE WHILE IM TRYING TO CLEAN MY VULNERABLE NAKED ASS

rub me on your body

ALSO IT’S WORTH NOTING THAT THIS SHIT COMES WITH A WARNING NOT ONLY TO KEEP IT OUT OF REACH OF CHILDREN BUT THAT PROLONGED EXPOSURE TO YOUR SKIN CAN GIVE YOU RASHES AND PROBABLY UNICORN HERPES OR SOME OTHER SHIT

IDK ABOUT YALL BUT LAST I CHECKED THE EXACT PURPOSE OF BODY WASH IS PROLONGED EXPOSURE TO YOUR SKIN SO THAT RIGHT THERE WAS A RED FLAG BUT I PROCEEDED, ALBEIT WITH PROPER PRECAUTION AS TO AVOID APPLYING AROUND MY EYES AS DIRECTED BY THE PACKAGING OF LISA FRANK© BRAND BERRY-SCENTED BODY WASH. ALSO IT SAYS TO KEEP IT OUT OF REACH OF CHILDREN WHICH LEADS ME TO BELIEVE THEY ARE MARKETING THIS PRODUCT NOT FOR CHILDREN BUT FOR GROWN MEN SUCH AS MYSELF

I APPLIED A GENEROUS AMOUNT TO MY HANDS TO BEGIN THE CLEANING.

i’m so fucked up

AND THAT WAS WHEN THE MOST POTENT SMELL OF ARTIFICIALLY FLAVORED BERRY I HAVE EVER EXPERIENCED IN MY LIFE HIT ME LIKE A FUCKING EARTHQUAKE

I NEARLY FELL OVER IN THE SHOWER. IT WAS SO FUCKING BERRY. IT WAS LIKE I MADE SWEET LOVE TO AN ANTHROPOMORPHIC BERRY WOMAN AND DOVE NOSE-FIRST INTO HER GUSHING FRUITY LOINS. THERE WAS NO FURTHER DOUBT THAT THIS WAS INDEED LISA FRANK© BRAND BERRY-SCENTED BODY WASH. IT’S NO WONDER LISA FRANK’S ART IS ALL SO COLORFUL, SHE’S FUCKING HIGH AS BALLS HUFFING HER BERRY-ASS BODY WASH.

IT GOT ME CLEAN BUT I HAVE A HEADACHE FROM ALL THAT FUCKING BERRY. I UNDERSTAND THE WARNING LABEL NOW. THIS SHIT IS PROBABLY TOXIC TO SMALL CHILDREN, IT’LL BERRY THEIR FUCKING BRAIN CELLS TO DEATH. DO NOT TRUST THAT SULTRY UNICORN. YOU SEE THE MILKY WHITE COLOR IT’S PROBABLY HIS SPOOGE IN THAT BOTTLE IT’S NOT EVEN BODY WASH I JUST CLEANED MYSELF WITH BUBBLY BERRY UNICORN BATTER

0/10 WOULD NOT BERRY AGAIN

CAN’T. BREATHE. LAUGHING.

thumbcramps: hi guys! this is a comic i made for a final in my...

Sat, 27 Apr 2013 05:53:35 -0400

thumbcramps:

hi guys! this is a comic i made for a final in my comics in literature class. we had to do a research paper on a topic we’d discussed in class and then accompany it with a comic with a relevant subject. my paper was about hyper-sexualization of women in comic books, but i decided to broaden it out here as well as personalize it and make myself the subject and discuss something i’ve been subjected to in the convention circuit and on the internet as well as thousands of other women, as well as give a cue to thought about how the comic book industry as well as the video game industry and even just media in general (all of which are male dominated) push such ridiculous pressures onto girls and women.

also, it feels kind of silly to have to add this since i hope it’s obvious, but i am very aware that there are men that don’t subscribe to this attitude, and am incredibly grateful that these issues are brought to light to people other than the ones that are subjected to it.

anyway haha i have literally been staring at this for 9 hours i don’t even know which direction is up anymore. thanks for reading!!!

Is it just me...

Sat, 27 Apr 2013 01:09:54 -0400

… or do the horns on Link’s helmet look like Hell Boy’s horn when he is full on Anung Un Rama?

Why does peeing always feel so good?

Thu, 25 Apr 2013 17:25:05 -0400

daedazer: harlequinhatter: So this just happened on...

Thu, 25 Apr 2013 15:09:12 -0400

daedazer:

harlequinhatter:

So this just happened on Facebook.

oh my god so fucking smart.
this is literally how stupid people sound when they defend rapists.

Amen brother

tastefullyoffensive: [via]

Thu, 25 Apr 2013 01:26:27 -0400

tastefullyoffensive:

[via]

bountyhunterdwe: firegrowshigher: transhumanisticpanspermia: b...

Wed, 24 Apr 2013 09:53:44 -0400

bountyhunterdwe:

firegrowshigher:

transhumanisticpanspermia:

boopart:

WHAT!!!!

No

They can leap 36 feet

As in leap forward 36 feet

They don’t jump 36 feet into the fucking sky do you know how terrifying that would be the human race wouldn’t have survived because we’d have all had heart attacks while still in Africa

I just spent two minutes laughing harder at this than I probably should have.

Must reblog everytime I see this on my dash.