Please Withhold The Prophecy Dodgeball.

You should be starting a recipe book. I don't give a shit if you're only 20-years-old. The modern web is rotting away bit by bit before our very eyes. You have no idea when that indie mom blog is going down or when Pinterest will remove that recipe. Copy it down in a notebook, physically or digitally. Save it somewhere only you can remove it. Trust me, looking for a recipe only to find out it's been wiped off the internet is so fucking sad. I've learned my lesson one too many times.

I have a gorgeous, moleskin notebook that a friend gave me and I add my recipes with a quill pen. It’s such a fun little romanticized thing. Enjoy yourself.

when we started talking about getting a small-breed dog I was like, "I will NEVER turn into one of those people who treats their little dog like a doll or an accessory by forcing them to dress up in ridiculous outfits. Dogs HATE that. They should get to be DOGS, and that means not having to wear anything but a HARNESS and being FREE to ROLL in the MUD." and then I adopted a dog who throws a fit if you try to take him for a walk without letting him pick out a bow tie first. a dog who loves wearing pajamas so much that I'm about to spend a disgusting amount of money on several sets of linen ones for summer. a dog who watches me wave at him to follow me through a mud puddle and just stands there blinking up at me like, "are you fucking serious? and get my paws wet?"

Currently rewatching Clone Wars, and as a Maul fan, it's kind of torture to watch Maul vs Prominent Character fight scenes, because we all KNOW he's an incredible fighter. Maybe one of the best. But he loses SO MANY fights, or the fights just fizzle out, because he insists on beefing with people who have impenetrable movie canon plot armor.

We all know Maul should’ve been able to absolutely rip Vader apart at his peak. So they nearly cut his leg off and dumped decades of trauma on top of him to make sure he couldn’t. But also YOU MEAN THAT GUY WHO JUST FLEW OVER THAT ACID LAKE, PARRIED A WHIRLING LIGHTSABER MID JUMP AND PERFORMED A GRACEFUL LANDING COULDN’T TAKE VADER, THE GUY WHO CANNOT EVEN RUN?!

there’s a dedicated ashandpikachuspotter account somewhere on some social media. You tag a photo or search for a term and boom, there’s pics of this guy. this dude. this man. with his pikachu. and it’s thousands of strangers from across the globe coming on line to talk about some stranger that they met briefly and then never saw again. they’ve compiled their stories and their approximate locations and mapped his journey from continent to continent, a long snaking pathway that spans decades and thousands of miles. He’s apparently one of those Kanto kids that the government let just drop out of school. Its working out very well for him. 

Thats so funny, to imagine him as a pokeweb criptid type character a la the florida man

Pokemon Heritage Post

whoever wrote this paper has the funniest phrasing possible

happy turtle bit off a cop’s toe in the hudson river day for those who celebrate

A CENTURY AGO