keep it light and funny and nobody gets hurt.

idontcareaboutyourblog:

One of the best visual representations of the double standards subjected to all women on a daily basis. Reconsider the next time you toss about the words in column 3.

idontcareaboutyourblog:

One of the best visual representations of the double standards subjected to all women on a daily basis. Reconsider the next time you toss about the words in column 3.

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Anonymous asked:

What about Ever After do you like so much?

droo216:

Gosh, what is there not to like about Ever After? Everything about it is great. The expansion of the prince’s role, the placement in a historical setting (even though it’s painfully inaccurate, it’s still fun). I like seeing fairy tale retellings that remove the magic, and I love seeing real, historical people brought in (Leonardo da Vinci here, or Lucrezia Borgia in Gregory Maguire’s Mirror Mirror). Anjelica Huston is perfect as Baroness Rodmilla de Ghent. I love that her full name is Danielle, and I love her mother’s full name, it’s so fun to say - Nicole de Lancret. I love the King and Queen, I LOVE Jacqueline and Marguerite, I love the design of the glass slipper, I adore the frame story where the Grande Dame is relaying the story of her great-great-grandmother to the Grimm Brothers, I love that Danielle is La Scapigliata, I love the scene with the wedding to the Spanish princess, I love the dialogue…

What don’t I love? It drives me nuts that they so firmly set it in France and they all speak with British accents. It also bothers me that the Grande Dame is speaking to the Grimm Brothers about glass slippers and fairy godmothers when really she should be speaking with Charles Perrault. It would’ve been a simple fix. Also the Mona Lisa is painted on wood and couldn’t be rolled up into a tube like it is in the movie… so basically the simple factual errors bother me. BUT the telling of the tale? Beautiful. Perfect.

The first thing I noticed on my first day on the job is that in retail no one sits. Ever. It didn’t matter if it was at the beginning of my shift, if the store was empty, or if my knees, back, and feet ached from hours of standing. Park your behind while on the clock, went the unspoken rule, and you might find it on a park bench scanning the want-ads for a new job. Another quick observation: Working in retail takes more skill than just selling stuff. Besides the mindless tasks one expects—folding, stacking, sorting, fetching things for customers—I frequently had to tackle a series of housekeeping chores that Stretch never mentioned in our welcome-aboard chat. Performed during the late shift, those chores usually meant I’d have to stay well past the scheduled 9 p.m. quitting time. Mop the floors in the bathroom, replace the toilet paper and scrub the toilets if necessary. Vacuum. Empty the garbage. Wipe down the glass front doors, every night, even if they don’t really need it. It was all part of the job, done after your shift has ended but without overtime pay.

My Life as a Retail Worker: Nasty, Brutish, and Poor (via azspot)

It’s the fine print that comes with jobs like this that often make them burdens. Ballooning expectations for as minimal pay as possible.

(via invisiblelad)

Everyone should work retail, a retail Christmas preferably, once in their lives. It makes you a better customer.

(via mommapolitico)

^^^^ At least once in their lifetime. $1 tax credit for life with proof of compliance.

(via bilt2tumble)

Retail can be fucking brutal physically and mentally.  But because it never, ever lets up, I eventually got so used to it that I didn’t fully realize just how much of a toll my retail job had taken on me until I had to quit and suddenly I just felt SO MUCH BETTER ALL OF THE TIME.

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fishingboatproceeds:

rezzanleite:

On April 15 1989 , 24,000 Liverpool fans travelled to a football match. 96 never returned home.

The Hillsborough disaster occurred 25 year ago today. For decades, fans were blamed for the deaths of their family members and friends, and they were accused of stealing wallets from corpses. It was all lies concocted by the authorities—including elected officials—and spread by tabloids.
In the picture you see above, two young supporters of rival clubs—Liverpool and Everton—stand together to honor the memory of the 96 and to thank those who’ve battled for decades to uncover the truth. 

fishingboatproceeds:

rezzanleite:

On April 15 1989 , 24,000 Liverpool fans travelled to a football match. 96 never returned home.

The Hillsborough disaster occurred 25 year ago today. For decades, fans were blamed for the deaths of their family members and friends, and they were accused of stealing wallets from corpses. It was all lies concocted by the authorities—including elected officials—and spread by tabloids.

In the picture you see above, two young supporters of rival clubs—Liverpool and Everton—stand together to honor the memory of the 96 and to thank those who’ve battled for decades to uncover the truth. 

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lookatthesefreakinghipsters:

Can we just get Dean and Cas to stay together for more than one episode in a row?  What’s the worst that will happen?  

Are they worried that they’re just going to start fucking if they spend more than a day together?  

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That’s it, isn’t it?

echofades:

"Don’t you watch any horror movies? My soul is doomed to walk the earth until justice has been served. That, and as kind of a side project, I dispense fashion advice."

two sides of the same coin

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mysilverylining:

troublescout:

lobster liberator appreciation.

Ha!  If Logan can’t eat shellfish then no one can, dammit!

(Source: loganmars)

herhmione:

pussy-destroyer3000:

can-i-be-your-favorite-bird:

it’s very frustrating being a girl and trying to flirt with other girls like. you tell them, ur cute. ‘Aw thank you’ no. no i’m being gay with you. homo intended. damn it

I’m not even a lesbian but this made me laugh

r u sure pussy-destroyer3000

breenwolf:

lmao if you’re anti-scott then i am anti-you

feministballerina:

malonetaylor:

Did you know? It’s your RIGHT to access reproductive healthcare without being intimidated or terrorized.

People need to see this. 

feministballerina:

malonetaylor:

Did you know? It’s your RIGHT to access reproductive healthcare without being intimidated or terrorized.

People need to see this. 

Lose some, Win some

tumblweedblr:

Today my coworker told me a story about how she lost her wallet, and a guy returned it to her with his business card in it. So of course my brain went, STEREK, and here ya go:

Derek is having a bad day. He hops onto the subway, exhausted after a long day at work. Luckily, he finds one open seat and slides into it appreciatively. Until he sees an elderly woman pull herself onto the train.

With a sigh, he gets up and offers his seat to her. It’s the right thing to do, and despite his bad day, he knows she needs it more than he does. He’s got a half hour ride back to his apartment ahead of him, so he grabs a pole and settles in for the ride.

Thirty minutes later, the previously crowded subway car is empty, other than him. It pulls up to his stop, and he walks over to the doors before they open, ready to get home. As he’s about to step off, he spots something black underneath one of the seats. He leans down to pick it up, and discovers that it’s a wallet. He looks around, but seeing no else in the car, he pockets it as he walks off of the subway car.

He forgets about the wallet entirely until he gets home. When he goes into his room to change out of his heavy work clothes into a t-shirt and sweatpants, he takes off his slacks. They fall to the floor with a louder thunk than usual, reminding him about the wallet inside of them.  He tugs on his sweatpants, extracts the wallet, and sits down on his bed to take a look through it.

He checks the cash pocket first, finding $24 dollars inside. Derek doesn’t even consider taking any of it, he has enough money as it is. He fumbles through the rest of the wallet, pulling out random items as he goes. A few of them are standard items; a credit card, a library card, and a driver’s license.

He starts pulling out items on the other side of the wallet that are a bit more interesting; a frequent customer card at a coffee shop that Derek’s actually been to a few times, a comic strip, and a faded photo of a soft-eyed woman holding a child.

He takes the driver’s license out and looks at it more closely. The name on the license is something he can’t even begin to try to pronounce. Maybe the guy is foreign? He checks the birth date and sees that the guy is only a couple years younger than Derek is.

Derek brings the license closer to his eyes and studies the picture closely. The owner is pretty good looking; he has brown hair, light brown eyes, and a very charming smirk that shows off an angular set of cheekbones.

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