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I'm Tara, I'm 24, I like cats, halloween, and intersectional feminism. I write things, kind of.
"The first time I smoked weed was with Demi and Miley. I must have been 17 or 18. They kept saying, “Try it! Try it!” so I gave it a shot, and it was all right. I don’t even smoke weed that often anymore."
my fav image is 14 year old demi and miley pressuring an 18 year old joe to smoke weed
I’ve been on a Hoku kick lately and figured I would spread the love. If this song has taught me anything, it’s that if you make eye contact with a cute person eating a burrito chances are they MIGHT be your future love interest. But, like, no promises, okay!
"…trolling used to be pretty funny and almost entirely harmless. Trolling, despite the modern usage, does not mean “the act of pissing somebody off and laughing about their anger.” It is “the act of pissing somebody off BASED ON SOMETHING COMPLETELY MEANINGLESS and laughing about their MISPLACED anger.” It isn’t considered trolling to leave a comment full of racial epithets and laugh when people “don’t get it.” It is trolling if you leave a comment insisting on the wrong information about something irrelevant – how many runes are on a Stargate, for example (everybody knows its 12) – and wait for the ONE guy that just can’t let the transgression pass. If you start a fake fight with Prof. Stargate, dragging him deeper and deeper until hopefully, finally, even he has to stop and think “wait a minute, this is ridiculous,” that is trolling. That’s the difference: No actual harm is caused, and even the victim can eventually get in on the joke. “Trolling” isn’t referring to hiding behind a fortification and trying to hurt people like the mythical creature. It’s referring to the style of fishing – you drag bait across the bottom hoping to get a rare bite. It’s not ‘bait’ if you’re earnestly spouting your misogynistic beliefs and somebody gets upset. There’s nothing funny about entirely justified anger."
Robert Brockway, http://www.robertbrockway.net/2013/07/18/its-not-a-game-if-you-cant-lose/ (via pelikinesis)
"I have gotten into baseball recently, and whenever I have trouble writing, I think about the pace of baseball. It’s slow. You strike out a lot, even if you’re great. It’s mostly individual, but when you have to work together, it must be perfect. My desktop picture is of the Red Sox during the World Series. They aren’t winning; they’re just grinding out another play. This, for me, is very helpful to have in my mind while writing."
Greta Gerwig on writing at 14 Screenwriters Writing - NYTimes.com
Peppermint Patty tells Charlie Brown to “just save me a drumstick and the neck.” No wonder she wants to keep “these intimate details” between the two of them.
Snoopy has a boxing match with the lawn chair. The only possible explanation for this is that one of Charles Schulz’s girlfriends thought it would be funny, and told him so during one of their ice-rink hand-holding sessions.
A dozen toasters appear out of nowhere. Between their overabundance of kitchen appliances and their overstuffed garage, the Browns clearly have a hoarding issue.
Charlie Brown fails to recognize Snoopy in his pilgrim costume. “What? Oh hi, Snoopy” is the original “Oh hi, doggie.”
Franklin and Charlie Brown clasp hands and have a low-five. Why are we shown this little greeting, but not Peppermint Patty slapping Chuck on the ass?
Franklin sits alone at dinner. A screencap of the one black kid being made to sit all by himself is widely circulated every November on Tumblr, usually accompanied by GIFs that unsubtly allege racism. That’s a little unfair—Charles Schulz went out of his way to include an African-American character, when it would have been very easy to keep the Peanuts gang white and avoid ruffling any feathers at a time when school integration was still a widely contentious issue in many communities that were filling Schulz’s pockets by running his strip—but you do have to wonder whether any animator looked at that seating arrangement and said, “You know…”
Linus tries to relive his Christmas-pageant moment of glory. Linus’s little speech before Thanksgiving dinner was clearly meant to evoke the same atmosphere of hushed reverence as his famous Bible story in A Charlie Brown Christmas, but that was never going to work even if he hadn’t ignored that whole genocide situation.
Linus can’t stop talking about Captain Myles Standish. The massacres overseen by Standish set the brutal tone of European settlement for the next 300 years, but Linus seems to have pinups of the colonial leader hanging in his locker.
The gang sings totally out of sync. It looks like all the kids are sitting together in the back seat singing “Over the River and Through the Woods,” but their mismatched voices make clear that the young actors were recorded in totally separate singing sessions and patched together as best the audio engineers could manage—which wasn’t very well.
Woodstock eats another bird. After the kids leave for Grandma’s, Snoopy busts out with the turkey he’s been holding out on and carves it up for himself and his avian friend. Woodstock chows down with relish.
"A gentleman is someone who can play the accordion, but doesn’t."
Tom Waits. Epigraph from Paddle Your Own Canoe by Nick Offerman (via epigraphic)