That felt frog wearing a top hat is to celebrate The Lord

As today is the 50th anniversary of the moon landing, it’s a great time to revisit Dinah from Devon’s memory of this historic event. And yes, still makes me laugh.

Today is the 54th anniversary of the moon landing, but Dinah’s diary entry is still absolutely magnificent.

57th anniversary of the moon landing and the best diary entry in the history of diary entries. Sit down Samuel Pepys, it’s over. UGH.

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anyone else notice how when "digital assistants" were just supposed to do specific tasks when you asked for them we had Alexa and Siri and Cortana, but now that they're being marketed as smart enough to take actions and make decisions on their own they've got names like Claude and Devin

Statement of Y/N, regarding their time in servitude to the entity formerly known as One Direction. Statement begins.

i am on the record as a space babies defender, that episode was dumb as hell and it was fun as fuck

Official Post of Massachusetts

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mye social battery is pillow because im so sleepy

"dog residue" post means so much to my ocd

louis du pointe du lac if he was born in the 90s: it was the two thousands... a new age, not only on the calendar, but across the ramshackle collage of fields and mountains and strip malls we somehow had the gumption to call a country. the era of the glossy Seventeen magazine, pilfered from a friend's older sister, the secrets of a womanhood we could only imagine grasping spilling out from its pages in a private, sordid puddle that we wished desperately to drown in. the siren call of claire's, a klaxon of childish hedonism, luring us with its gauche, sparkling fuschias and and royal purples and ever-present ocean deep ceruleans... an era of bedazzlement, not only on our clothes but on our TV screens, our magazines, the pulsating paisleys of the deLiA's catalogue promising us a future where a beaded curtain could bring a touch of Bohemian mystery to our banal, suburban homes...

I like when delivery people ask you to sign their tiny shitty screen with your finger like alright sure we can do some free drawing I guess. Some random strokes that evoke the essence of a signature. Looking me dead in the eyes while I play fruit ninja on this blank screen. Why not.

sorry to everyone out there who thinks they have the funniest tshirt but i think i can confidently say i just saw the actual funniest tshirt just now. i passed by a beautiful black woman with long multicolor braids blowing majestically in the beach breeze & she was wearing an oversized tshirt that said in gigantic letters "WHITE BOY OF THE YEAR"