killing innovation

Okay, apparently it is “canon” that Magnus went to Spain to learn to control his powers. BUT I call BULLSHIT on that because that implies that there were zero warlocks who could train him in Indonesia so…

  • The reason he uses two fingers in his magic is because of his Indonesian Warlock trainers- they taught him that magic isn’t a tool or a weapon but another limb. A part of him.
    • As a result, he doesn’t have to work as hard at “controlling” it as some of his western trained friends 
  • He’s way better at sensing other warlock’s magic in his territory because they taught him about the community of magic. How it isn’t about the individual and each spell cast enters the Warlock into a broader community. 
  • They teach him the truth: Warlocks aren’t really “immortal.” They can’t outlast the sun, outlive the species. There will never be a billion-year-old warlock. There are barely any warlocks over a thousand years old. As a Warlock ages, their magic gets more powerful and eventually it circles back into a type of cancerous destruction. 
    • A healthy, able warlock will probably live around five thousand- seven thousand years. 
    • They teach him not to mourn that: everything that is created must eventually be destroyed 
  • They teach him to not use his magic for destruction, or death. They teach him he should protect himself, but he never goes out of his way to end human life. They teach him instead how to use his magic to heal, to create, to protect. They actually teach him how to create wards which are more powerful than traditional European magic. 
    • He actually doesn’t go into battle, because he goes slowly. He doesn’t shoot to kill (which is quick), he aims to injure and subdue, which takes more time. 
    • Only against humans obviously, he kills demons because their only purpose is to cause destruction 

anonymous asked:

Just curious, but what do you think about the time jump of JTV? Would you have gone about Michael's death the same way?

As a writer I absolutely loved it, as a Michael fan I was crushed. But yes, I would have done it the same way. It was foreshadowed beautifully, it was smart,
It was innovative to kill a major character in a mid season episode, the time jump was early enough in the series that it works, while giving the show a fresh take before it gets too stale. And of course, with Michael dying the only realistic thing you really could do was a time jump, or the grief would overtake the entire show. It was a very smart move that so far has been executed pretty beautifully.

Although, I would tend to agree they are foreshadowing Raphael and Jane pretty heavily so soon after the death (although it’s been 3 years in show time). I don’t mind them being best friends and co parenting so well, in fact I like it a lot (and really like what they have done to Raphaels character). What I don’t like is the blatant forgetfulness about his girlfriend in every episode by the narrator. Like I get it- it’s for laughs and the narrator ships Japhael. But it doesn’t need to be shoved down people’s throats every single scene.

captainshadowhunter625  asked:

Day 20 (Hey look, weapons can't hurt us! *Casually stabs himself in the chest to prove it*)

Day 20- Officer Moss and Officer Santos get into a massive fight and in the middle of it, Santos accidentally stabs Moss straight through the chest. The whole crew look alarmed and Moss slowly removed the rapier from his chest before giving everyone a thumbs up.

Day 30- The Crew are still entertained by their newfound immortality. They have made a competition to see who could kill in the most innovative way.

Day 32- Competition suspended as Captain Salazar got caught up in canon fire and was not happy to have a hole in his chest. After his chest appeared back like smoke, he had banned the crew from playing the new dangerous game.

Day 35- The game had gone underground (by underground- out of the sight of Salazar). Little did they know Captain Salazar secretly watched and judged them on their techniques.

Not enough

I’m plagued by this constant, nagging feeling that I’m not doing enough.

Yeah, I can analyze it. It’s a combination of female socialization telling me that any time I take for myself, be it for resting or for entertainment, is selfish, and living a capitalist society that tells me that any activity that doesn’t have the ultimate goal of acquiring money is useless and a waste of time. And while I rationally understand this, I still can’t let go of this unyielding sensation that I am useless.

I’ve just got a bachelor’s degree not too long ago. I have a certificate of proficiency in English. I’ve done several courses on the side. I have a job, I wake up at 5 AM, go there and work a regular 8 hours a day, plus 1 hour of lunchtime that I never fully use because I gobble up my lunch in 20 minutes and go back to work early. I do all these things and I still feel worthless and unnacomplished. And I kept telling myself things like “oh, when I get my dregree I will stop feeling useless”, or “when I get a job I’ll feel better”, but it never happens. I can bust my ass 18 hours a day and I’ll still feel like shit. The problem is in my head, and I know that, but I still can’t purge it.

On top of it, I have this impostor syndrome bullshit going on. Whenever I tell anyone about my accomplishments, I feel like I’m a liar. I have a website with some of my work on display, and it feels like it’s not really mine, that I’m faking it. And I know this feeling is bullshit, but I don’t know how to get rid of it. I’m fucking tired, I just want to be able to relax and feel proud of myself once in a while, but I always feel like I could have done more, I could have done better, I’m lazy, I’m sloppy. It’s textbook female socialization, where we feel permanently unsatisfied and guilty no matter what we do. And then I feel even MORE guilty for feeling like this at all, because it means I’m being too harsh on myself. And I just can’t relax anymore, everytime I try to watch a movie or play a game there’s this little voice on the back on my head saying “yo why aren’t you working right now? You COULD be doing something USEFUL right now but you’re there wasting your time”. I just can’t enjoy anything anymore.

Don’t really know how to fix it. I KNOW the issue, I rationally understand it, but I can’t stop feeling it. And you know what, it’s killing my creativity. If anyone has any tips on how to deal with this kind of situation, I’d appreciate it.

anonymous asked:

Hey there! What I meant: you're mostly into older series, right? (Me too!) So I was kind of wondering what you think about popular shojo series these days, like what they lack, etc.

Ahh okay, I get what you mean now. :D That’s a difficult question! So this got pretty long, I’m sorry

The usual disclaimer: I don’t believe that manga (or fiction in general) has gotten inherently worse since the 70s. The usual pitfalls still apply: we only remember what has already gone through a historical selection process and deemed “worth keeping around”; the works we experience at a young age or as a teenager leave a larger impression both because we are more excitable and because we have less to compare them to; I’m no longer in the target demographic for regular shojo*, meaning they’re not for me, and that’s okay; I also do not read that much current shojo so I’m probably not the best to judge; etc.

Having said that, if shojo (and shonen, really) seems less interesting today than it did through the 60s, 70s, 80s, and 90s, it’s probably because of the market. The 60s and 70s were an age of growth for shojo manga: female artists entered the industry and widened the scope of what shojo manga (and, by extension, shonen manga) could be about, and since the genre was still relatively new, there were themes and genres to be explored, innovations to be made, and techniques to be invented. The industry was growing (the baby boomers were children and teens at this time), so new magazines were established to meet the high demand, giving ample opportunity for young, up and coming talents to innovate as much as they pleased without being hampered by the old guard. It’s really no coincidence that the year 24 group emerged in this era, and with the innovative new shojo manga of the late 70s, a new audience for shojo manga also emerged: men. The world’s biggest amateur comics convention, Japan’s Comic Market, was established by people who really, really liked Hagio Moto,** and shojo manga gained acceptance as “worthy” of otaku interest as well as academic interest.

80s shojo rode on that wave, and because women who had grown up reading shojo manga entered the work force (they didn’t all grow up to become good housewives and smart mothers now), the themes and possibilities of shojo expanded again: sex and careers became major themes, obviously, and it’s during this time that ladies and young ladies (usually referred to as “josei” in English-language fandom) split away from shojo. Japan had entered into a bubble economy by the mid-80s, everyone seemed to have ridiculous amounts of money, so new magazines were still being established and there was breathing room for non-mainstream magazines*** like Hana to Yume and Lala to run shojo manga that wasn’t focused on romance and still have them gain massive popularity, as well as mainstream magazines to run series like Banana Fish. If you have the money, and your magazine’s readership is big enough to sustain niche stories and innovative art, you can take a gamble!

The trend of manga being massively popular and the industry having loads of money continued about halfway into the 90s, then crashed. Both Weekly Shonen Jump and Ribon had their record-breaking circulations in the mid-90s (6.53 million for Jump, 2.55 million for Ribon), and has not been able to reach those standards since (neither has any other Japanese magazine, really). Reason? Well, the usual, like games and later the internet and other types of entertainment taking over so much market share, and because the decades following the economic crash meant people had less money for entertainment in general. But also because Japan plainly does not have the amount of children it once did. Birth rates have dropped dramatically since WW2, obviously, but they have also dropped steadily since the mid-70s. Schools have been closed down, and school buildings that used to house 10 classes per year have closed off the majority of their classrooms because there just aren’t enough kids. No kids, not enough people to buy manga, magazines folding, less profit for publishers, less pages for manga writers, less need for new manga artists, less innovation.

The way shonen manga dealt with this was to have longer and longer series. Dragon Ball’s number of volumes used to seem ridiculous, as Jump forced Toriyama to draw even when he no longer wanted to, but Dragon Ball is “only” 42 volumes. Naruto is 72 volumes, while One Piece is 78 volumes and still going. Once a magazine has a popular property, it refuses to let it go, even more so now than back in the 70s/80s/90s – because if you lost that one property, who knew if you could win over that big of a demographic ever again? Whereas in the past, it was more of a given that the manga industry was growing and magazines and tankobon would continue to sell.

I think the same is true for shojo, except most shojo magazines are monthly or bi-weekly at best, so the volume numbers don’t pile up so fast. Skip Beat has been going on for 13 years! It’s 36 volumes long! Kimi ni todoke has been running for 10 years! Both of those titles are (in my opinion) dragging on unnecessarily just because they’re popular, not because the plot couldn’t have ended 10 or even 20 volumes ago. It used to be almost unheard-of that shojo manga ran for so long; 10 volumes used to be a lot and 20 used to be more than enough even for a bi-weekly series. The exceptions would be stuff like Tokimeki Tonight (actually 3 separate stories), Glass Mask (an exception to shojo rules in all ways), or Patalliro! (comedy which could theoretically go on forever). I firmly believe this is killing innovation and causing a drop in quality. Less magazines mean less pages mean less of a chance for new artists or new innovations to get through the needle’s eye; less economic stability means clinging to the same old thing because better the devil you know.

So, basically, the manga scene is like current Hollywood! Reboots and sequels galore, because they want economic security rather than innovation. That doesn’t (necessarily) mean that the new titles are bad (I don’t think Skip Beat and Kimi ni todoke are bad, just way past their sell-by date), it just means that (paradoxically!) I find old titles more interesting and worth exploring.

Wow, I hope that diatribe answered your question. I’m sure this probably wasn’t what you were looking for, wah! But basically, it’s not that I think new manga is bad. And there’s still innovation being done, usually in the more niche magazines that go beyond demographics like shonen, shojo, seinen, or ladies; I’m thinking of magazines like ITAN (Showa Genroku Rakugo Shinju) or Beam (Emma, Thermae Romae, Imuri, Wandering Son). But mainstream shojo manga, I feel, is definitely more boring to me.

* As opposed to shojo for grown women, which is also a thing.
** I’ve seen some people on tumblr imply Comic Market was established by a Hagio Moto fan club, so this means women created it, but that’s false. These people were male Hagio fans.
*** At the time. I know Hana to Yume and (especially) Lala are huge sellers today, but their target demographic is traditionally nerdy and niche.

Alright guys, I wanted to take some time out from the lovely vape porn and vape humor to discuss something serious. Something that may or will affect all of us. 

Recently, the FDA rolled out a proposal to have authority over e-cigarettes. As far as we know, it regards e-cigarette juice and possibly hardware. What many of us do know for sure is that they want to now classify e-cigarettes as tobacco. Now, going by semantics, this topic is already up for debate, and what a hot debate it is. 

As an avid vaper and business owner, this scares me. Terrifies me to be completely honest. Not to mention there are many people out there who are making a living and even feeding families in this industry. Now, many of us aren’t even sure of what the future holds for us and it’s looking pretty bleak. And it’s not just about the money,  look at our community. Our community is one of the best around. We have the most kindest and helpful people in the vaping community. People who invest a lot of time into helping others get educated on vaping as well as even spending their own money helping people get started on their path to being smoke free.  

FDA’s proposal is out to kill our innovation. Look at that mod you’re vaping on. The Kayfun and other awesome RBA’s will possibly be non-existent. Think of all the people who are out there finding new and innovative ways to safely vape your favorite e-juice. Look at all the awesome e-juice makers who are constantly putting out awesome flavors and combos. They may not exist either. 

Will we be like our stoner friends who have to speak in code in order to buy our devices and juices? Will we have to find unnecessarily creative and possibly illegal ways to purchase our favorite flavors and gear?   

Will we all have to turn into 21st century Al Capone’s, finding discreet ways on getting these products into our and others’ hands? 

I don’t want to keep rambling on, but I just want to end it with this. These are personal details and I want to share with my fellow vapers. 

I lost my father to cigarettes. He died when I was 13 years old. He tried everything to quit smoking, but this was in the nineties, vaping was pretty much non-existent back then. 

He tried the patch, didn’t work

He tried nicotine gum, didn’t work

He even tried nicotine lozenges, didn’t work

After a year of not touching a single analog, he went back to smoking and died in his sleep.  

Think of all the people we’ve helped by making the switch

Think of yourself, how did you feel when you switched over? 

Think of the first time you woke up in the morning being able to breathe easily without coughing up all of that nasty phlegm. 

Think of how your friends and family tell you how you don’t smell like an ashtray anymore. 

I still remember that day, after having not smoked an analog for 8 months, where I ran a whole 5k and still being able to breathe at the end of it. 

I still remember that first morning I woke up being able to breathe. Didn’t cough up any phlegm at all. I still remember my loved ones telling me that I no longer smell like an ashtray. All the money I saved. No longer needing to look around for a lighter. Being able to run and not have to stop and ‘catch my breath’ after only 10 minutes. 

I am going to create a page on this blog with informational links on this issue so that we all can stay informed. If ayone wants to help, feel free to hit the ask box or e-mail 

Vapers, bloggers and business owners: we need to stick together and fight this. We just can’t take this laying down and think that everything will be okay. But, let’s do this the right way, let’s stay informed and not resort to hysterics. We need to fight this with knowledge, maturity and dignity or else no one will take us seriously. 

I’m not asking for you 'like’ this or reblog this, but I am asking that you spread the word and continue to support your favorite vape companies. Without them, we wouldn’t be where we are today. 

It reads:
“This Thanksgiving I’m thankful that I’m white and only enraged and saddend by the injustices happening in Ferguson, instead of fearing for my life that racist white cops can legally kill an unarmed innovent 18 year old black boy without even being put on trial.

I’m also thankful for all the protests happening across the world that are fighting for their civil rights and a chance at democracy. specifically: Ferguson, Hong Kong, and Mexico.”

This year my family is doing this thing where we write down what we’re thankful for this past year. We don’t sign it and the others have to guess who wrote it based on what they’re thankful for.

Reviews for a Predator Drone toy

The reviews on the Amazon page for a toy Predator drone are pretty trenchant:

You’ve had a busy play day - You’ve wiretapped Mom’s cell phone and e-mail without a warrant, you’ve indefinitely detained your little brother Timmy in the linen closet without trial, and you’ve confiscated all the Super-Soakers from the neighborhood children (after all, why does any kid - besides you, of course - even NEED a Super-Soaker for self-defense? A regular water pistol should be enough). What do you do for an encore?

That’s where the US Air Force Medium Altitude, Long Endurance, Unmanned Aerial Vehicle (UAV) RQ-1 Predator from Maisto comes in. Let’s say that Dad has been labeled a terrorist in secret through your disposition matrix. Rather than just arrest him and go through the hassle of trying and convicting him in a court of law, and having to fool with all those terrorist-loving Constitutional protections, you can just use one of these flying death robots to assassinate him! Remember, due process and oversight are for sissies. Plus, you get the added bonus of taking out potential terrorists before they’ve even done anything - estimates have determined that you can kill up to 49 potential future terrorists of any age for every confirmed terrorist you kill, and with the innovative ‘double-tap’ option, you can even kill a few terrorist first responders, preventing them from committing terrorist acts like helping the wounded and rescuing survivors trapped in the rubble. Don’t let Dad get away with anti-American activities! Show him who’s boss, whether he’s at a wedding, a funeral, or just having his morning coffee. Sow fear and carnage in your wake! Win a Nobel Peace Prize and be declared Time Magazine’s Person of the Year - Twice!

This goes well with the Maisto Extraordinary Rendition playset, by the way - which gives you all the tools you need to kidnap the family pet and take him for interrogation at a neighbor’s house, where the rules of the Geneva Convention may not apply. Loads of fun! [Maurice Cobbs]

This is the best toy ever. Finally, I can pretend that I’m a winner of the Nobel Peace Prize! It’s like I’m sitting right there in the White House with my very own kill list! [Raini Pachak]

Watch on

Everyone who wants to weigh in on #GamerGate needs to first watch this video, by Devi Ever.  "Brave as fuck" may well be the only descriptor I have for her.

This is the account of a transwoman who was bullied by the game industry’s not-so-indie cabal.  She was ousted by journalists and developers, in their never-ending quest to serve as gatekeepers for the new market.  Leigh Alexander’s anachronistic cries of “you’ll never work in this town again, y'here!” echo back into the film-noir cyclorama of tragedy five years in the making.  And Ms. Alexander has enough friends to make sure she gets her way.

All of this was done in the name of feminism.

But this is not feminism.

This is not equality.

This is corruption.

This industry is becoming a crew of high school bullies.  They use gaslighting, dirty public relations campaigns, and sex-negative economics to manipulate others out of the industry.

This is beyond politics.

This is beyond gender.

This gatekeeping kills innovation.

This is killing the industry and the careers of creatives, who could revolutionize gaming.

End this.

Don’t laugh it off.  Don’t say, “Yeah, but your side is…” blah blah blah.  Don’t conjure up whatever rhetoric you had in mind, to silence her.

Just fucking end this.


Author’s Note: I’m totally guilty of ending my tweets with #JustSaying. I don’t think I’ve ever written from the POV of the boys.

I’ve been listening to nothing but this song since 6 am this morning and I think it deserves the ruinmylifewhydontyou Preference Treatment. LOL, I just realized I wrote them in a CALM order.


 ”Let me get this straight, it would be Netflix but for books?” Michael asks, my friend, [Y/N]’s new boyfriend.

“Yeah, so you can have access to all the books you want for a low monthly fee.” [Y/N] smiles at her boyfriend like he’s freaking Nikola Tesla describing how AC current powered induction motors work. “But I don’t know yet, it’s still in the idea stage.”

At least none of [Y/N]’s female friends seem impressed with this guy either. They all have expressions of bewilderment on their faces.

“Babe, I’m going to get us some fries, can you spot me?”

“Yeah, sure” [Y/N] pulls out a ten dollar bill from her wallet to hand to her boyfriend, much to the horror of her friends.

One of them pipes up “[Y/N]… where is this going with him?”

[Y/N]’s face falls, I know how much her friends and their support of her relationship would mean to her. “Why? Don’t you like him?”

Another one of [Y/N]’s friends starts to speak “It’s not that-“

I can’t take anymore of this beating around the bush. There’s no way to sugarcoat this. “He’s got no future. How is he going to make money off of this idea?”

With her boyfriend still out of earshot, [Y/N] gives me the look. You know, the look. “Calum, an attitude like that is exactly what is going to kill innovation and creativity in business.”

Wow, she really is blind to the flaws in her boyfriend’s business proposal. Good thing I’m here to remind her. “Seriously [Y/N]? Innovation and Creativity? The book subscription service he’s describing is called the public library”

“Well Steve Wozniak, Ronald Wayne, and Steve Jobs didn’t invent the personal computer. They just improved on it.” I can’t believe [Y/N] thinks her boyfriend is going to create the next Apple.

Another one of [Y/N]’s friends intervenes in our conversation before things get too heated. “Calum’s only saying this because he loves you.” Way to sell me out. “We all do” She adds much to save face.

[Y/N] frowns “I guess you guys don’t like him after all, do you?”


"Oh wow, Ashton, this place looks great.” [Y/N] looks so impressed. She’s opening and looking through all the doors and cabinets even though she knows I haven’t moved in yet.

[Y/N] unlocks the sliding glass door and walks onto the balcony. “Look at this view, Ashton.”

The balcony is a bit small. To be candid, it was more like a ledge than a balcony since the only way we can both [Y/N] and I can fit is if I’m pressed up against her back. Not that I mind. She’s short enough that i can see over her head. Sure enough the view was great and I could see the sun beginning to set behind the hills. Even better was that I was close enough to smell the apple shampoo [Y/N] uses.

“Hey, I can kinda see my boyfriend’s block from here.” [Y/N] says pointing towards the suburbs.

“Why would a twentysomething want to live there? Like there’s nothing to do.” I’ll admit that I had to buy an apartment in what the realtor called “an up and coming neighborhood”. But at least there were a couple of good bars and restaurants within walking distance and it was somewhere I could call home.

[Y/N] shrugs “I hear the school district is pretty good there”

I scoff “Why? Are you planning on having kids with him or something?” As her friend I feel like [Y/N] should tell me if she’s planning sticking around with a loser like her boyfriend.

[Y/N] smiles at the absurdity of the idea. “I mean, it is a little weird that he can afford to live alone in a five bedroom house…”

I nod, encouraging her to continue.

“And it’s kind of strange that his mom is always over at his place.” Does she not hear herself? Her boyfriend has totally been lying to her about living alone. “At least that’s been my experience when I’m over there.”

“Well if you ever want to hang out somewhere without moms randomly walking in, you know my address.” I tell her, smiling with my lips pressed against her hair.


“He’s not answering any of my texts” [Y/N] frowned, holding her phone up above her head like that might improve her reception. As if she wasn’t already at full bars.

I rolled my eyes. “Why did you even text him?”

“He said he was at the mall. I just thought he might want to watch a movie with us since he was already here.” [Y/N] starts waving her phone above her head, I’d tell her how stupid she looked if she didn’t also look incredibly cute as well.

“Luke, you try.” She said, handing her phone over to me.

I’m puzzled as why she would want me to try texting her boyfriend. He and I weren’t exactly close. “Why would he answer if I texted him?”

[Y/N] laughs and every time I hear it, I swear it’s the sweet sound I’ve ever heard. “No silly, I want you to try holding the phone above your head.”

Now she’s really lost me. “What?”

“You’re like a foot taller than me and have a wingspan more impressive than a Wandering Albatross. Surely you’ll be closer to the signal the cell phone towers are emitting than I am.” She explained and I reluctantly hold her cellphone above my head.

Even with me embarrassing myself in the middle of a crowded mall. Her cellphone fails to emit the high pitched ping sound she was hoping for. [Y/N] looks a little disappointed “I guess we can go buy our movie tickets now.”

As [Y/N] and I wait in line at the box office, we naturally veer into a discussion about Wandering Albatrosses. 

“They have a wingspan between 2.5 and 3.5 metres” She tells me excitedly.

“How do you even know that?” I ask her, I shouldn’t be surprised though, her brain was always filled with the most random facts. That’s probably why she was such a hot commodity when we were picking teams for Cranium.

“I forgot I had to fulfil my requirement for a science elective last term and when I remembered the only class that wasn’t full was an introductory ornithology class.” She explained as we moved closer to the ticket counter. “Next time I come visit you, we have to try and find at least one. They’re native to Malabar which is near where’s you’re from right?”

“it’s like an hour and a half away” I’ll probably end up taking her there anyway. We finally make it to the ticket counter and I purchase both of tickets (despite [Y/N]’s resistance) and we walk around the theatre looking for our theatre number.

“That’s weird.” [Y/N] states and I follow her gaze to see her boyfriend standing in line to buy popcorn. “Why wouldn’t he ask me to come to the movies with him?”

I want to tell her that going to the movies alone was the least sketchy thing I’ve seen him do. We’re talking about a guy who tried to get me to invest in his idea for a spray on condom by calling it a “legitimate business opportunity”. However, a girl shows up and stands next to [Y/N]’s boyfriend in line before I can say anything. They look…friendly.

“Aren’t you going to do something?” I ask [Y/N] who doesn’t look bothered at all. Probably because it would be his loss if she ended their relationship.

“Maybe that’s his sis-” before [Y/N] can continue the assumption, her [I’m now assuming ex] boyfriend and the girl start kissing.

Well that got [Y/N] hot as fish grease and let’s just say she wasn’t shy about making a scene in the middle of the movie theatre. Even after that ordeal, she and I still made it into the movie theatre before the beginning credits rolled.


“Did you break up with him?” I ask [Y/N] as soon as she walks past my doorway.

“Uhhhh” She bites her lips and her eyes are shifting.

 Not again. “[Y/N]?”

“You know he’s been doing Crossfit” She says as she sits down on my couch.

“[Y/N]” I say a little more sternly this time. “What does Crossfit have to do with you not being able able to break up with him?”

“I was getting there” [Y/N] bites her lip and then mumbles something indecipherable.

“What was that?” I actually really want to hear how doing Crossfit makes a guy immune to being broken up with.

“I was going to break up with him after he got back from the gym. You know, he has endorphins running through his bloodstream that would lessen the pain of being broken up with. But then he had his shirt off and I got distracted.”

Now I wish I hadn’t have heard that.

“[Y/N]” I say for the third time today.

She plays with the bracelets on her wrist. “Maybe Crossfit is what gets his modeling career to take off”

Her boyfriend claims that he ‘models’ but he really takes mirror selfies on Instagram and adds thirty tags in the description in order to garner likes. Unless that counts as “working”, he doesn’t have a day job. “He’s 5’7”!”

“That’s a perfectly fine height” Maybe for her since she wasn’t like an Amazon or anything.

“For male modeling?” I’m not sure she has ever been around male models. I haven’t either but I know they have to be somewhere near my height.

“Well he’s not doing runway work, he can do more catalog and editorial modeling-” [Y/N] could probably go on and say seventeen different kinds of modeling he could do.

“But do you actually want to be with him? Does he make you feel butterflies in your stomach? Do you find yourself smiling to yourself when you’re alone because you’re so glad he’s yours?”

[Y/N] sighs, instead of talking she decides to focus her energy on staring at a crack in my floor tiles.

That’s all I need to see. “Yeah, thats what I thought.”


January 12, 2016, Santa Fe, NM – Former New Mexico Governor and presidential candidate Gary Johnson released the following statement following President Obama’s State of the Union Address:

“I applaud the President’s optimism. I too am an optimist. But I have a real problem with basing that optimism on what government has done over the past 7 years and what President Obama wants it to do in the future.

He says that anyone who says the economy is in decline is peddling fiction. We can quibble over economists’ numbers, but it doesn’t take an economist to know that continuing to add to the national debt is bankrupting us – and that debt has doubled on his watch, aided and abetted by Congress.

He talks about medical advances, after having done everything in his power to kill medical innovation with new taxes and layers of bureaucracy.  His signature promise of better care and lower cost simply isn’t happening.

He speaks of civil rights and those who have resisted expanding them. This from a President whose Administration continues at every turn to dismantle the 4th Amendment, spy on American citizens and plant the government in every aspect of society.

To be fair, there have been steps in the right direction. Meaningful criminal justice reform is taking hold across the nation. More and more governments at all levels are finally seeing the failure of the War on Drugs. But far too many Americans are still being victimized by militarized police and heavy-handed laws.

My assessment of the State of the Union is quite different than President Obama’s, and much simpler. I see a national debt that will hit $20 trillion by the time he leaves office. I see a government that was too big and too overreaching when he took office, and has gotten more so under his watch. And I challenge anyone to show that we are today safer after years of war, failed nation-building abroad and foreign policy chaos.

I’m optimistic, but not because of anything the government is going to do for us. I’m optimistic because it is clear America is tired of too much government and too little freedom, and appears poised to demand change – a different kind of change than we have gotten over the past 7 years.”