enter the soup if you dare

An archivist found a long forgotten 8mm film reel in an old metal box, marked “Philippines 1942”. Thinking it was lost WWII footage, he sent it in to be restored/digitized. When he got the footage back, he found puppies instead (via)

This is so freaking profound. Like, this was before the advent of the personal camera. Not just anyone owned a camera in these days. Cameras were expensive, and so was the film. When you were recording shit, it had to be stuff you were willing to shell out a pretty penny to have preserved. Someone so deeply and profoundly loved these dogs and found joy in them that they decided to preserve them for future generations to see, after these pups are long dead and gone. This camera operator wanted to preserve the joy these dogs brought them and to share it with others. How incredible is that?

Don't forget to play it loud as fuck

This song had to be designed in a lab for the sole purpose of fucking with astronauts. whoever added it to the NASA playlist was a genius.

It took them two tries to ban it?

Buy soup for the first time in months. Lie awake tossing and turning, craving The Soup. give up on sleeping without making the Soup. Can’t use phone as flash light because phone nearly dead and charging. Instead decide to use iPad for light. Bad decision. Can’t find flashlight button on iPad, but craving for soup is growing greater. Desperation drive decisions over rational mind. The Soup demands that I hurry. Turn up screen brightness all the way and settle for barely visible light. Stumble through house, trying to keep quiet. Roommates supposedly asleep. Reach kitchen, open Soup can with feverish abandon and smidge of near religious fervor. Soup in pot, pot cooking. Test Soup nearly every thirty seconds in anticipation. Soup ready! Pour half Soup in bowl, half Soup in Tupperware because though delight in Soup is large, stomach is small. Decide not to eat Soup in kitchen. Too dangerous. Sleeping roommate very close with door open, not want to wake by slurping and tears of ecstasy. Hm. iPad need two hands to hold without screen/light falling asleep. Soup need to be held too. Two hands not enough. Perhaps? Set Soup on top of iPad, screen up. Scary, but problem solved! Turn to leave. Bowl slip! Soup cascade down side of wall, opened dishwasher, dishes inside dishwasher, floor, small dogs body, self! Pain and fear! Memory blur of panic as set iPad (Soupy now) down and scrub desperately at Everything. Small dog slurping with abandon same as me expected to do. Scrub endlessly. Small dog devours half of Soup during cleaning. Small dog look debauched. Envy. Clean Soup as best can. Roommate awake! Apologize and prostrate in humility. Roommate forgive. Abandon bowl (now empty of Soup). Take Tupperware meant for tomorrow. Does not make to tomorrow. Trudge back to room with small Soup. Slurp pathetically in room. Observe Soup remnants on legs, feet, pajamas. Sad. Finish small Soup. Not as good as imagine. Leave container on desk in mess. Collapse in bed. Write sad story. Dream of Soup.

Today is litteraly the only day in all of human history where it is physically possible to reblog this. Given that I posted it today

Veggie noodle soup with dumplings 🥰

I drew this a year ago

Made soup today!!