Crazy Theatre Lady

Every pride, you must reblog this. No exceptions

I love that four different people on my feed scheduled this joyous person to reblog by 8am on June 1. I look forward to seeing this a dozen more times today.

in junior year of highschool my art teacher would let our ceramics class play music of our choice off of her desktop. we usually used spotify or youtube but she did have one album downloaded on her computer. it was a halloween sound effects/ambience collection. i dont remember why she had it. there was a track on there called "burning screams" which was exactly what it sounds like. just a cacophony of screams alongside crackling fire. she only let us play it on very special occasions, and we would cheer and jump with joy every time. it was like a pizza party to us

please imagine 6 teenagers with giant sad puppy eyes looking at a dear sweet 50 something year old art teacher and asking "may we please hear burning screams"

i dont know where burning screams came from. ive looked. its lost media to me. burning screams is my white whale

da gargoyle brothers

Al sobre

how do i unlock this dog

that scientific name means eardog bigears

I love you eardog bigears I hope you can hear me yelling it

he can hear every compliment said about him ever

the “pleasure to have in class” to overly active tumblr user pipeline

Reblog if you were a pleasure to have in class

They expect police to be violent, but they have hopes that when the time comes, they'll have somebody to exact violence *for them.*

Did you know that after they switched to blind auditions, major symphony orchestras hired women between 30% to 55% more? Before bringing in “blind auditions” with a screen to conceal the the candidate, women in the top 5 major orchestras made up less than 5% of the musicians performing.

The case of blind auditions for orchestras and how it dramatically changed the gender makeup of orchestras is a very illuminating example of gender bias, and an interesting possible way of countering it.

You can be sexist without knowing it. You can be racist without knowing it. This is not a moral failing; it is a moral imperative to remember that you are fallible, and take steps to limit the damage your squishy ape brain’s foibles can cause.

Do we have a franz kafka diary entry for july 1st, i want to know what he thinks!!!

[image text: "July 1. Too tired." end text]