People keep asking me what Tumblr is (when I mention I have one). I say it’s basically like Facebook except the people you follow post things you actually want to see or hear about. You don’t know them IRL but you share a cosmic, usually nerdy, connection that stems from a fandom or appreciation of creative pursuits, whether it be travel writing, DIY home decor, photography, etc. Or maybe you follow political or human rights issues via reporters and aid organizations, trying to be a part of the solution to the world’s troubles rather than part of the problem.
Then, there are those magical occasions where you interact IRL with these people in social gatherings called Meet Ups that come with stickers and things. And then the universe makes sense again because you’ve found people who live in your own little weird part of it. That’s what Tumblr is.
So I have an Amazon seller account, and every once in a while I actually sell one of my products (class readings or Goodwill finds) and need to mail them.When I go down to the post office, they have to run through this spiel that’s similar to when you check in at an airport. The post office employee will ask, “Do you have anything breakable, perishable, containing liquids…” and when they get to the “anything dangerous” I always want to pull an Oscar Wilde and say, “Yes,” and then when they ask me what it is, I’ll say, “Just books, but the pen is mightier than the sword.”
You guys. Text “ANN” to 619-EGG-VEAL (619-344-8325) and you’ll get a reply that says “Her?” and you will aso be alerted via text message once Arrested Development season 4 is live on Netflix.
Better yet, if you call that that number, it plays the Final Countdown!
This is brilliant.
OMGob.
| — | Simon Pegg, Nerd Do Well |
…Never forget that a saint is a sinner who keeps on trying.
| — | Nelson Mandela, in a letter to his wife, Winnie, from Kroonstad Prison, dated February 1, 1975. |
This machine allows anyone to work for minimum wage for as long as they like. Turning the crank on the side releases one penny every 4.97 seconds, for a total of $7.25 per hour. This corresponds to minimum wage for a person in New York. This piece is brilliant on multiple levels, particularly as social commentary. Without a doubt, most people who started operating the machine for fun would quickly grow disheartened and stop when realizing just how little they’re earning by turning this mindless crank. A person would then conceivably realize that this is what nearly two million people in the United States do every day…at much harder jobs than turning a crank. This turns the piece into a simple, yet effective argument for raising the minimum wage.
god damn
Real message I received this week:
“i’m a little tea pot short and stout! here is my handle here is my spout!”
1) WTF?
2) Where am I suppose to go with that?
3) We have 0% match on all accounts. And you opened up communication lines lead with *that*?
4) Your choice of punctuation (or not) confuses me.
5) Nursery rhymes? Did you not read my baby vs babe portion of my profile? Same concept, bro.
| — | And “bitch” is attacking women for their right to call you on it (via consulting-cockblock) |
Donald Glover talking about the comments he received during his campaign to be the next Spider-Man (x)
“I was talking about it with Dan Eckman, who directed my Bonfire video. Can you imagine that trailer? That would be dope. Like it makes sense… a poor black kid in Queens. Like it just fits.”
