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Dovetails nicely with the the postulation that if Hillary Clintons runs for President no other Democrat woman can try for it in the same election. Because any number of penii can run for the highest office in the land, but more than one uterus and THE WORLD EXPLODES.

(via smartgirlsattheparty)

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Fuck Earth Day.

No, really. Fuck Earth Day. Not the first one, forty-four years ago, the one of sepia-hued nostalgia, but everything the day has since come to be: the darkest, cruelest, most brutally self-satirizing spectacle of the year.

Fuck it. Let it end here.

End the dishonesty, the deception. Stop lying to yourselves, and to your children. Stop pretending that the crisis can be “solved,” that the planet can be “saved,” that business more-or-less as usual—what progressives and environmentalists have been doing for forty-odd years and more—is morally or intellectually tenable. Let go of the pretense that “environmentalism” as we know it—virtuous green consumerism, affluent low-carbon localism, head-in-the-sand conservationism, feel-good greenwashed capitalism—comes anywhere near the radical response our situation requires.=

-Via Wen Stephenson

Harsh. But spot on. Source: thenationmagazine


"Do you remember the saddest moment of your life?"
"Probably sitting at the kitchen table with my dad, an hour after my mother died, realizing we had to figure out what we were going to do for lunch."

This one struck me especially, as I had a similar experience 42 years ago this month. The thing about major life events is how mundane they can be.

Source: humansofnewyork



The ability to forgive oneself. Stop here for a few breaths and think about this, because it is the key to making art and very possibly the key to finding any semblance of happiness in life. Every time I have set out to translate the book (or story, or hopelessly long essay) that exists in such brilliant detail on the big screen of my limbic system onto a piece of paper (which, let’s face it, was once a towering tree crowned with leaves and a home to birds), I grieve for my own lack of talent and intelligence. Every. Single. Time. Were I smarter, more gifted, I could pin down a closer facsimile of the wonders I see. I believe that, more than anything else, this grief of constantly having to face down our own inadequacies is what keeps people from being writers. Forgiveness, therefore, is key. I can’t write the book I want to write, but I can and will write the book I am capable of writing. Again and again throughout the course of my life I will forgive myself.


- In her beautiful meditation on the writing life, Ann Patchett adds to our ongoing archive of wisdom on writing. Pair with Patchett’s advice to graduates on writing and life. (via explore-blog)

Works for artists, too.

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Holland, Dozier, and Holland read and write.


On this day in music history: April 18, 1988 - The songwriting team of Brian Holland, Lamont Dozier, and Eddie Holland are inducted into the Songwriters Hall Of Fame. The legendary songwriters are honored for their thirty year plus partnership that has produced over two hundred compositions, scoring sixty eight top forty chart hits in the US, fifty of which have made the top ten on the pop and R&B singles charts during their tenure at Motown Records and beyond. Their achievements will make them among the most successful composers of the twentieth century. 

These guys. So much great stuff. Source: behindthegrooves
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Yowah Nut Opals

Yowah, Queensland Australia



I’d love to paint this beauty.



I’d love to paint this beauty.

(via silly-fox-in-sox)

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Today on Cool Stuff We Get In The Mail

In Once Upon a Playground, Brenda Biondo photographs vintage playground equipment and pairs them with their original catalog listings.

The result is kind of creepy — I would not want to meet any of these jungle gyms alone in a dark alley.

That said, look at that SPACESHIP PLAYGROUND.


Hey, don’t be harshing on metal merry-go-rounds. Those things were so much fun I’m surprised they were EVER allowed.

— Petra

Those metal carousels were The Best Thing, even better than slides and see-saws. You jump on and grab the metal bar and shove off with your outside foot with all your might and keep doing that until you’re going so fast the ground bounces your foot back at you then you hang on for all you’re worth and feel the wind in your face and yell WOOOOOO! Loved those things.

(via npr)

Source: nprbooks


ComicsAlliance Presents the 50 Sexiest Male Characters in Comics

We know what you’re thinking. “This is lowbrow stuff, beneath the lofty ambitions of clever old ComicsAlliance, and hey, where are all the hot chicks?” But we do this not because it is easy, but because it is hard. Comics provide such a rich vein of female objectification that female character’s ranks on the Comic Buyer’s Guide’s 100 Sexiest Women in Comics list is treated asimportant information on Wikipedia. So we’re providing a little balance.

We’ve consulted with friends and experts, with readers on Twitter and Tumblr, and we’ve put together our own list of the sexiest male characters in comics. If you want a list of sexy ladies, some other site will probably have one for you soon. We’re not going to do that. We’re here to check out some dudes.Disclaimer: You probably won’t agree with this list, because it’s a list on the internet. That’s fine. If you want to make your own list, do so with our love. We think that would be great. Let’s start a conversation about sexy guys in comics.

Second disclaimer: This is all about comic book characters, not characters from movies, TV shows, anime or games. We know Tom Hiddleston is delightful, but Tom Hiddleston is not in the comics. You’re right, he should be, but he isn’t. We apologize for all of your feels.


I’m a female human who considers herself human first, and female by chance. And I get emotionally and physically exhausted by the constant onslaught of images and information everywhere on the internet that never lets me forget that a large segment of the male population gauges my worth solely on the size of my breasts and whether I’m ‘fuckable’ or not. IT PISSES ME RIGHT OFF.

So while I probably won’t agree with the choices on this list, I thank CA for posting it, and look forward to many more. If my gender is doomed to being subject to the male gaze, then I ask—I DEMAND—equal gazetime.

Source: comicsalliance
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Say hello to the great Secretariat.

My first boyfriend. So what if we never met and were different species? Love is love.

(via thehorsegodbuilt)

Source: arabianmustang