board meetings

In the Pokemon world, do you think it’s normal for businessmen to walk around with Pokemon on their heads, or is he the weird one that walks into a board meeting and all his coworkers are there talking about him behind his back like “Oh here comes Joltik Jack with the vermin still in his hair… still using that 2002 flip phone… god I hate him.”


i’m a mess, who’s gonna clean me up? + [listen] “hope is for suckers” (from her tough exterior to her big fears to her soft pain)

01. Sucker - Charli XCX // 02. I Am Not A Robot - Marina & The Diamonds // 03. Hurricane - Halsey // 04. Borderline - Tove Styrke // 05. Keep You - Wild Belle // 06. Sweet Ophelia - Zella Day // 07. Riptide - Vance Joy // 08. She Way Out - The 1975 // 09. I Blame Myself - Sky Ferreira // 10. Ghost - Halsey // 11. Oblivion - Grimes // 12. Fear and Loathing - Marina & The Diamonds // 13. Afraid - The Neighbourhood // 14. Lonely Hearts Club - Marina & The Diamonds // 15. Helpless / Bloodlines pt. II - Sir Sly // 16. Tennis Court - Lorde

petitegurl29  asked:

Board meetings, YD & Rachel, 432 He did it because he could

“He’s trying to sleep with you,” her assistant explained after Rachel showed her the text. Rachel decided she was right and ignored it. Sleeping with Young-Do would be fun but she was busy.

The odd gifts over the next week confused her. He continued to text her. Sometimes she would respond and sometimes she wouldn’t. He showed up at her office and invited her to dinner.

“Why?” So confused.

“It’s not illegal for us to date. I checked.” He leaned very attractively against her doorframe.

“This is a lot of effort for one night.”

“Not going to be one night, Rachel.”


He grinned. “Why not?”

The Second Avenue Subway

Late on the morning of May 25th, 2016, the Metropolitan Transit Authority held its monthly board meeting on the twentieth floor of their tower at 2 Broadway. The Board of Directors moved swiftly through their agenda, approving a motion to release a new map of the New York City Subway System. When the meeting minutes were published the following afternoon, New Yorkers noticed a minor but meaningful change on an otherwise familiar map: instead of curving east along the southern border of Central Park, the Q line branched north from the 57th Street 7th Avenue NQR stop, pushing further into Central Park. The line curves east just below the 66th Street Transverse, making its way through the Lexington Avenue 63rd Street station, and prepares to make a final turn north – and here’s the important part – right along Second Avenue. This is the apocryphal Second Avenue Subway line, whose existence has been discussed for nearly a century, and whose construction schedule has been an accurate barometer of the city’s political climate since the line was proposed in 1919. Moving uptown in fits and starts, waylaid by the Depression, the Second World War, political infighting, and budgetary expansion, the line has the occupied a large space in city’s imaginary since the early 1900s. And now, like a page out of Borges, the map exists before the line; the MTA insists the track will open by December 30th, 2016, providing service to 72nd, 86th, and 96th Streets. But until a harried worker can catch a train at 86th and 2nd, this imaginary map works well to document a dream – a fiction, strangely enough, maintained by cynicism.

Via Zach Fischman

jeonjuns  asked:

Board meetings, YD&R, 190

a perfect moment

“Did I pass your test?” Young-Do’s voice is rough with waking as he slips his arms around her. His bare chest is warm against her back. She can feel him through her nightgown. Rachel leans back against him and stares out over the lake.

The sun is rising and filters out over the balcony. Her vacation home is private and away from prying eyes. The speculation in the press is growing too fast and this small little place, tucked in the hills reminded her that quiet spaces were beautiful things.

“This isn’t a test.” Her lie is barely audible over the singing of birds. She places her hands over his and wonders if she’s capable of going back to bed just to be lazy. He reaches up and draws her hair away from her neck. Soft lips against her skin are a familiarity she doesn’t want to lose.

“There is some sort of festival in the town this weekend. We should go.”

“Hmm.” It is almost an agreement because she likes the idea of no schedule pressing upon their time. Rachel sighs softly as he pulls aside her sleeve to scrape his teeth over her shoulder. She turns her head just enough so she can kiss him, her fingers trailing back and forth over his forearms.

They spend the morning watching the sunrise in between the soft touches exploring each other’s bodies. They talk of nonsense and village festivals and mundane topics. He eventually pulls her back inside because making love is the natural course of such conversations.

He makes her breakfast and she watches him from the bed, wrapped up in blankets that smell like him, and smiles.

stripper/hooker AU


The moment William left the office building, he fished out a pack of cigarettes from the inside pocket of his suit jacket, and he lit one up. He inhaled deeply, and let out a cloud of grey-blue smoke. It was already getting dark outside, he had to stay longer for the board meeting. It was stressful, as always. He looked at his silver wristwatch, checking the time.

He had to get up the next morning, he had work the following day of course, but right now he really needed a drink. Assessing that he had enough time to go somewhere, and drink a round before he has to go to sleep, he headed downtown.

William actually had his favourite place to drink. Not that he had a problem, but with work as stressful as his, he just had to, sometimes. Unfortunately, as he got to the bar he had in mind, it turned out it ran out of business recently, and was now closed. Because of that, William had to find something else, and preferably closeby, because he really didn’t have the whole night for that, and he really wanted that drink.

Couple blocks away, he stumbled upon a nightclub. It looked decent, and he saw that men who were entering it were well dressed, similar to him, probably businessmen. Well, that meant the place was not just common pub filled with drunk peasants. That was enough for William, and he didn’t think twice, before coming inside.

Once once there, he spotted there was a large stage, with tables placed around it, and he realized it was a strip club. Well, who cared, William was here just for the drinks. He approached the bar, ignoring everything else, and sat down on the tall stool, ordering himself a glass of brandy.

Board Meetings: False Starts

She doesn’t like waiting in his lobby. It makes her feel exposed no matter how quickly he hurries down to meet her. Sometimes she waits in the hotel restaurant. It only takes one time before the staff knows to tuck her in a more private area.

Today, she places a small box on the table while she waits for him. She forgoes getting anything to drink even though her throat is very dry. She doesn’t want to appear nervous. Normally, whenever she surprises him like this, he is downstairs in less than five minutes. She waits almost fifteen before he appears.

“I’m sorry,” Young-Do immediately apologizes. “I was on a call to Bangkok. I’ve got a hotel there I’m thinking of purchasing. Once I look it over, I thought about perhaps hiring your interior design team again.”

She nods absentmindedly and almost loses her words. She didn’t expect the question to be this difficult. They’ve gone on several dates. He’s even kissed her and she enthusiastically kissed him back. There was already speculation that they were seriously dating.

“Rachel, is something wrong?”

“I want to take a trip together.” She tries to be unobtrusive when she takes a deep breath and pushes the box across the table. He picks it up with surprised curiosity. “That’s the key to my vacation home. It’s…out of the city. I would…like to be alone with you. It’s too noisy here.”

It is his smile that convinces her that she hasn’t made too much of whatever it is that’s between them. “When? Soon, obviously.”

“The weekend is coming up. There is a small town nearby. I will text you the address.” She has a meeting in fifteen minutes so she stands and prepares to leave. Before she can bow her farewell, Young-Do is on his feet and reaching for her. He cups her cheek and places his hand warmly against her waist. She ends up pressed against him and it feels…nice.

He kisses her and she hopes she hasn’t made a mistake. She doesn’t want this to be a test. She just wants…him. Rachel curls her fingers and grips the lapels of his suit jacket to make it easier to kiss him back.

“I’ll clear my schedule.”

anonymous asked:

I just thought of like Bruce taking baby Damian to board meetings and handing his phone to the kids like all parents do. Damian takes pics and vids and watches kids shows but sometimes Bruce looks down and Damian, are you hacking into Russia's national security?

haha I answered an ask like this once (though I don’t know where it is) but yeah Bruce totally does that haha. 

But oh my god little Damian just like. Accidentally hacking some high security thing, and probably in like five minutes. Even Bruce is flabbergasted. Damian creates so many international incidents on accident it’s amazing. The board is so exasperated. Tim is so impressed. 

Jason somehow gets his hands on Damian and lifts him Lion King style and just shouts “THIS IS THE SMARTEST BABY IN THE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Damian just giggles. 

Board Meetings: Rachel & Young-Do


Even after making love to him, Rachel feels shy about holding Young-Do’s hand as they walk along the river. She also feels small next to him. She knows high heels would be impractical for a stroll through the town, and even though she brought sneakers with her just for this purpose, she’s unsure she likes feeling uneven with him.

But she does like that they are together, without the outside pressures of their work demanding so much of them. She’s never liked the idle speculation of the tabloids so inviting him here with her still feels like the right decision. It is private. The morning is warm as they make their way through the farmer’s market. It’s a special weekend for the town with entertainment scattered throughout. 

It’s fun to pause at all the booths and peruse the handmade crafts. Young-Do leans down and murmurs that he’ll be back in a few moments before darting off and leaving her to look at lovely blown glass trinkets. She’s considering purchasing a vase for her office when he returns with a large basket.

“This will be easier to carry whatever we buy. Some of this stuff is delicate. I wouldn’t want it to break.” He immediately reaches into his pocket and pulls out his wallet and the vendor looks at Rachel as if she’s the luckiest girlfriend in the world. She almost laughs but smiles up at Young-Do anyway.

He purchases the vase for her and a set of little birds for himself. The glassblower carefully wraps their items and Young-Do places them inside the basket. She intends to carry it for them but he shakes his head and holds onto it, earning another admiring look. He also pays twice the asking price without blinking.

Rachel doesn’t comment on his generosity. He does the same at every stall they visit. He buys little things, always paying at least twice as much, and places them in their basket. He even buys her anything she expresses a passing interest in.

By the time they reach the end of the market and are encouraged to watch a women’s troupe of sword dancers, Rachel isn’t shy about holding his hand. She leans against his arm as they watch. She doesn’t feel uneven. For the first time in her life she feels…unburdened.
Clyde River Inuit fight to protect territory and livelihoods from Big Oil
Inuit hunters have observed altered migration patterns of some species, and reported horrific damage to the internal organs of seals and other animals exposed to underwater seismic blasts.

The Arctic’s Baffin Bay and Davis Strait region is home to seals, bowhead whales, polar bears and up to 90 per cent of the world’s narwhals. The area’s marine waters also provide habitat for 116 species of fish, such as Arctic char, an important dietary staple for Nunavut’s Inuit communities.

Although the area is crucial to Inuit for hunting and other traditional activities, the federal government has approved underwater seismic blasting by a consortium of energy companies. They plan to fire underwater cannons from boats to map the ocean floor for oil and gas deposits, in preparation for offshore drilling.

The blasting, approved by Canada’s National Energy Board in 2014, is meeting fierce opposition. A lower court affirmed the NEB decision in 2015, claiming Inuit were adequately consulted on the project – something Inuit dispute. To prevent destruction of their hunting grounds, the remote hamlet of Clyde River in Nunavut and the Nammautaq Hunters and Trappers Organization appealed to the Supreme Court of Canada, which agreed to hear the case later this year. A positive decision could halt seismic blasting and affirm the right of Indigenous peoples to decide their own future regarding resource development in their territories, which is central to the UN Declaration on the Rights of Indigenous Peoples, of which Canada is a signatory.

This case is in an isolated region. But the threat of massive development in yet another traditional territory is not an isolated case. Indigenous peoples are on the front lines of environmental change around the planet. Ever-expanding resource developments are degrading traditional territories that have sustained communities for millennia, from Arctic tundra to primeval rainforest to arid desert. They’re criss-crossed with roads, transmission lines and pipelines, and pockmarked by pumpjacks, flare stacks and other infrastructure for drilling, fracking and strip-mining fossil fuels. Most developments proceed without consent from local communities and with minimal benefit to them in terms of jobs, training and economic prosperity.

Numerous studies show that Indigenous communities usually bear the brunt of resource development, from declining water quality to destruction of traditional hunting and fishing grounds. The social consequences are devastating. Earlier this year I participated in the Canadian Indigenous Health Conference, which brought public health experts together with Indigenous elders, political leaders, youth, hunters and trappers. Many First Nations, Métis and Inuit communities’ social problems – including alcoholism, physical abuse, depression and suicide – are linked to the vacuum left when communities can no longer hunt, fish, trap, gather berries and otherwise live off their lands as their ancestors did.

Despite living in one the world’s wealthiest countries, Inuit face chronic food insecurity. Nearly 70 per cent of households in communities like Clyde River struggle with getting enough nutrition to stay healthy, compared to eight per cent for the country as a whole.

Traditional activities like hunting and fishing are critical to Indigenous communities’ food security, but they also support a holistic approach to the overall health and well-being of Indigenous peoples. A David Suzuki Foundation study on the importance of caribou hunting to First Nations in the boreal forest found “harvesting as a practice is not solely a process of obtaining meat for nutrition. With each hunt a deliberate set of relationships and protocols is awakened and reinforced. These include reciprocity, social cohesion, spirituality and the passing on of knowledge to future generations.”

Scientists fear high-intensity sounds from seismic blasting in the Arctic could adversely affect marine wildlife, exacerbating the food-insecurity crisis. Inuit hunters have observed altered migration patterns of some species, and reported horrific damage to the internal organs of seals and other animals exposed to underwater seismic blasts.

Clyde River’s resistance to Big Oil is classic David versus Goliath. On one side, powerful corporations with money and access to politicians. On the other, one of the world’s oldest cultures, which has survived for millennia in harmony with the environment. Former Clyde River mayor Jerry Natanine said, “Inuit do not live on the land; we are part of it. We form an indivisible unity with the Arctic environment that we are fighting to preserve for our people and our culture to survive and thrive.”

Let’s stand with Inuit and stop seismic blasting in the Canadian Arctic.

Written with contributions from David Suzuki Foundation Ontario and Northern Canada Director Faisal Moola.

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