Lost in Paradise

i would like to officially thank sesame for its seeds, its oil, and of course its street

always so touching and vibrant when you remember people a hundred years ago had profound lives full of fun and love

OH MY GOD. This is tumblr in a nutshell, guys.

My dad has a massive vegetable garden and it is his life. Whenever I ask how things are going, he tells me about the garden. Periodically he will text me a picture of the things he's harvested and ask when I'm coming to pick them up. And for a while, the biggest bit of garden gossip has been his nemesis, the gopher. This gopher was consistently ruining his day by pilfering the best of everything just before my dad could harvest it. Anytime I talked to him, all he had to tell me about was "that damned gopher." He dreamt about killing the gopher, his truest enemy. He tried to train the dog to hunt the gopher, but the dog is a pacifist. He led some of the barn cats to the holes, but the barn cats have unionized and refused his offered rate. He then laid no-kill traps (can't risk having poison near the crops) with eventual gophercide in mind, but then suddenly he was faced with a cute and terrified animal and didn't have the heart. He released it. "He was so scared, he'll never come back." The gopher was back the next day, with a vengeance. That was some weeks ago. Today, my dad sent me pictures of his garden, and I saw a squash gently laid by the gopher's hole, like a package left on the doorstep. I said "Dad, what's that squash doing there by the gopher hole?" He said "Oh, he likes squash best." In an effort to appease the gopher, my father now gives him a little squash everyday, like leaving an offering for a garden spirit. This apparently works well as a compromise; the gopher has stopped stealing, content to have his meals delivered to his door.

noticed my coworker was on tumblr so i told them “i like your shoelaces” and they said “never say that out loud to me”

one of the worst feelings in the world is when you're playing a game with dialogue choices and none of the options are something you want to say. like i know it's not me, it's the character i'm playing, but he would not fucking say that. i know him better than you and the burden of this knowledge weighs heavier on me than you will ever understand.