Hail Eris!
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The covid version of the story of the man on top of a flooded house, certain that God will save him. He is sent a rescue truck, a boat, a helicopter, and refuses all saying God will save him
He drowns, of course, and when reaching the pearly gates asks why God did nothing – he replies that he sent rescuers three times, what more did he want?
I’m so tired.
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Last month my car died on the side of the interstate. It’s 22 years old and I’m realizing it’s not worth throwing more money at to fix. So I’m criwdfunding to try and get a newer used car. If like to get at least $2000 to serve as a down payment, if possible. Otherwise I’m gonna really be shit out if luck for a while. Please help if you can
I’m raising money until 09/09/2021 for help with getting a car. Help now:
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Fun, someone said the words “prior authorizations” around me and now I’m pissed off at 730am on my day off. I go off on this rant all the time. ALL THE TIME.
Oof. This man gets it.
(via cipheramnesia)
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Imagine when a lukewarm take is so wrong that the author rightfully, publicly drags it….
“Say you’ve never read Sandman without saying you’ve never read Sandman.”
It’s definitely been a week. How did it get so normal and sensible on Tumblr, while the grumpy shouty people are off on Twitter? So odd…
Lord only fuckin knows. Thank you for being a delight on either platform, though, sir.
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greek mythology | cursed images
@godsofhumanity PLEASE VIEW THIS.
(via cargopantsman)
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I keep thinking about that story I read online about some dude who moved to a bigger city for university, once remarked to his peers in the student housing that “it smells like a storm coming”, and they were like bruh what the hell, and had a full-blown argument about whether you can smell a storm coming or not.
And then the next morning someone sarcastically asks him what today’s weather will be, he decides to fuck with them and frankly answer the question, and then it becomes something of a routine, that he’ll open a window or step outside to smell the air and tell them what he thinks it’ll be like today.
And he’s so reliable that they actually start to count on his predictions when they choose what to wear for the day, more than one of them actually tell their friends about “that dude in the dorms that can smell the fucking weather”, not exactly a celebrity but it’s just The Thing He Is Known For.
While really after the first incident he just started checking the day’s weather forecast online before getting up.
(via cargopantsman)
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“The really unforgivable acts are committed by calm men in beautiful green silk rooms, who deal death wholesale, by the shipload, without lust, or anger, or desire, or any redeeming emotion to excuse them but cold fear of some pretended future. But the crimes they hope to prevent in that future are imaginary. The ones they commit in the present – they are real.”
— Lois McMaster Bujold, Shards of Honor
(via orphicfiddler)(via luckilylindy)
