The other day I had a really good idea for a story:
A high school Shakespeare club angrily splits into two groups when they can’t agree on the correct interpretation of Romeo and Juliet. One group thinks it’s a cautionary tale about the…
guys this super cute black girl came in my store with big, beautiful, natural hair and she was showing off her new red dress and i told her “you look so beautiful, just like annie!” and she and her mom didn’t know about the new movie coming out so i showed her the trailer and she said “mommy she looks just like me!” and her smile was so fucking huge
don’t tell me representation isn’t important
Oh, good show Giles. At least you didn’t get knocked out for a change.
Name: Eleanor Lutz
Description: This week I made an animated chart of butterflies! These are all butterflies that you can find throughout North America, and I picked the 42 that I thought were the most colorful and unique.
You can check out the full sized GIF here or pick up a poster for your room here :)
"WE ARE SEX BOB-OMB AND WE’RE HERE TO MAKE YOU THINK ABOUT DEATH AND GET SAD AND STUFF"
To get a gun in Japan, first, you have to attend an all-day class and pass a written test, which are held only once per month. You also must take and pass a shooting range class. Then, head over to a hospital for a mental test and drug test (Japan is unusual in that potential gun owners must affirmatively prove their mental fitness), which you’ll file with the police. Finally, pass a rigorous background check for any criminal record or association with criminal or extremist groups, and you will be the proud new owner of your shotgun or air rifle. Just don’t forget to provide police with documentation on the specific location of the gun in your home, as well as the ammo, both of which must be locked and stored separately. And remember to have the police inspect the gun once per year and to re-take the class and exam every three years.
Fantastical portraits bring trees to life by Elido Turco
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Have you ever walked through the woods and felt like someone was watching you? Italian photographer Elido Turco takes this concept to the next level with his images that turn tree bark into caricatures. Many of his fantastical images use simple concepts of mirror imaging to create elaborate beings that seem to come straight from J.R.R. Tolkien’s books or Jim Henson’s sketches. These silly, serious and often creepy trees each have their own personality — so let your imagination run wild as you tour Turco’s eccentric tree portraits.
I have never shared what I’m about to tell you with anyone. It was simply too emotionally raw a subject. But it’s impossible to understand Christopher Carrion without knowing the reality in which he is rooted. Many years ago, at a dinner party in London, I listened, appalled, to a conversation between two doctors. Somehow the exchange had come to rest on the subject of those experiences which had driven from them all trust in a merciful god. One of the men, his manner very matter of fact, related his failure to save the life of an infant less than two weeks old, who’d been all but consumed by a domestic fire. The baby, beyond all hope of being healed, could not even cry. It had inhaled too much heat. I had nothing to contribute to this, of course, except to find a place to file this sadness. And then one day comes a character who is in some measure a figure who has a profound suffering which made sense in a world where infants were denied the freedom to cry until their breath gave out. Christopher Carrion was born that night.