people who enter my home will be shown an assortment of objects
Bless her heart.
This seems reasonable and very kind to me. Definitely wish more people cared about the danger noodles.
FINALLY I have an excuse to share this gem of a video!
FINALLY I have
an excuse to share this gem
of a video!
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
the r/curatedtumblr -> tumblr migration is so funny to me. it's like going to the zoo and enjoying it so much you climb into the enclosure to live with the monkeys
Yall wanna hear a kinda funny, kinda sad story about my grandmother and hetero-normativity?
Ok, so... when my grandmother was in her 50s (I was an infant), she met a woman at the Unitarian Church. And, as can happen when you meet your soul mate, this event made it impossible for her to deny parts of herself that she had fiercely hidden her whole life.
All the drama- their affair being found out, the divorce with my grandfather, the court battle over who got the house, happened while I was a baby. Even in my earliest memories, it's just Mama Jo and Oma, and my grandfather lived elsewhere (first his own apartment, then a nursing home, then with us.)
But here's the thing- no one ever explained any of this to me. No one ever sat down and was like "hey, Rosie, so do you know what a lesbian is?" It was the 90s. It was Texas. I think my mom was still kinda processing all this, and just assumed that like... I was gonna figure it out. Don't mention it, let it just be normal. Like I think my mom thought that if she explained the situation, she would be making it weird? I dunno.
But like. In the 90s, in all the movies I had seen and books I had read, do you know how many same sex couples I had seen? Like. 0. Do you know how many "platonic best friend/roommates" I had seen? A lot. I had no context, is what I'm saying.
I literally thought this was a Golden Girls, roommates, besties situation until I was like...I dunno, 11? 12?
It was actually their parrot, an African Grey named Spike, imitating my grandmothers voice saying "Johanna, honey, it's getting late", that triggered the MIND BLOWN moment as I realized that *there's only one master bedroom and it only has 1 waterbed* when all the pieces finally clicked.
Anyway. I think it's a real important thing for kids to know queer people exist, for a lot of reasons, but also because kids can be clueless and it's embarrassing to have your grandmother be outted by a parrot because everyone just thought you'd figure it out on your own.
Anyway, here is my grandma and her wife, my Oma, after they moved to Albuquerque to be artsy gay cowboys and live their best life. They helped run a "Lesbian Dude Ranch" out there (basically just with funding and financial support. As Oma has explained "traditionally, most lesbians don't have a lot of money" so they wrote the checks and let the younger ladies actually run the ranch.)
idk when we decided that explaining yourself shouldn't be part of an apology but like. if someone was a dick to me and apologizes but I still don't understand why they did it I'm not gonna feel any better
"Sorry for hurting your feelings earlier. I was trying to say x, but I guess it came across wrong. I don't think you're stupid."
or
"Sorry I snapped at you. I didn't get enough sleep last night so my patience is a little low today."
is a better apology than
"I want you to know that I am sorry that my actions offended you. I take full accountability for my actions and I am listening and learning. I hear you."
if your job is any way involved in the erosion of user-friendly functionality of social platforms in order to appease some random monthly metric or drive up revenue or something equally lower in priority than the actual fucking user experience then I hope you get cursed with an itchy penis in public forever
Who in the hot fuck was asking for posts to be changed so that instead of clicking on a user’s handle to see a post on their blog, it just drops you off at page one. Now to find said post you have to either comb their archive (unreliable, invasive), try a search (LAUGHABLY BAD) or scroll their blog endlessly til you happen across it. And of course none of these things are worth the effort to just reblog random shit online, so now content gets less circulation! Who was that feature hurting, other than maybe the people who add really inane commentary in their reblogs that the rest of us have to try and work around. Even Twitter lets you click a tweet and see it in its original context, and their CEO wishes everyone on the platform funnier than him was dead
Totally agree, the fact this is hidden is fucking maddening and terrible UI design BUT
the feature does still exist:
Click the three dots on the post, then this timestamp. Takes you direct to the post on the blog. Have fun out there y'all
Once again the day is saved mitigated from any further horrors by its blessed userbase
omg imagine being born and you are on a spaceship and everyone aboard is sooo so mad at you just because you burst out of some guy's chest to be born. like um sorry i've not been alive before i didn't even know that's not allowed please be nice to me um the spaceship floor is cold is no one going to knit me some little booties i am calling child protective services
Had a dream that I was reading a book called The Tiger, about a living city that slowly digested its inhabitants. The title annoyed me because the city was clearly not an ambush predator, but a passive hunter like a jellyfish or sundew. No one knew they were being digested—life in the city just wore them down little by little, and fate always seemed to conspire to keep them there. The book was ambiguous about whether the forces of economic instability and social injustice were supernatural qualities “the tiger” generated to subdue prey or natural occurrences that had attracted “the tiger” to settle in that city as its hunting ground.
wait fuck this was an ABBA dream wasn’t it
The concept of a hard-hitting surreal political horror novel based on an ABBA song is great. Thank you brain keep up the good work.
Anonymous asked:
is jake gyllenhaal gay??
why would you ask us, a narnia blog, this
happy pride month to this post specifically
I feel more like me when I’m around you
[Image ID: A simplistic, digital drawing of four people linking arms with smiles on their faces. The person furthest to the left of the viewer is waving. They have pride flags on their shirts in order left to right: lesbian, gay/rainbow, bi, and trans. End ID]
I will always advocate for every queer person's right to be a fully autonomous sexual being-and that always must and always will include asexuals. Recognizing the significance of queer sex should not mean that every queer person should be mandated to meet an arbitrary sexual prerequisite in order for their queerness to be affirmed. Centering queerness around sex leaves very little room for queer folks for whom sex is insignificant, or for whom sex is never or rarely possible, or for queer folks who have never had sex before, or for queer folks whose only sexual experiences have been violent. It also leaves a lot of queer people, especially young ones, feeling pressured to have a certain amount or certain type of sex in order to legitimate or prove their queerness to themselves or to someone else.
-Sherronda J. Brown, Refusing compulsory sexuality: A Black Asexual Lens on Our Sex-Obsessed Culture