August 31, 2014

Wait. I’m starting to question these loving nicknames.

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August 30, 2014

gruesome-kids:

beben-eleben:

This Illustrator Turns the World Around Him into Real-Life Cartoons

This is fantastic

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August 30, 2014
laughhard:

I never noticed this.

laughhard:

I never noticed this.

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August 30, 2014

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August 30, 2014
ratchetmessreturns:

I can’t

ratchetmessreturns:

I can’t

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August 30, 2014
whippit-princess:

lasso:



Guys seriously would you LOOK at mini Adam Scott from Boy Meets World circa 1994



was this when he was mayor

whippit-princess:

lasso:

Guys seriously would you LOOK at mini Adam Scott from Boy Meets World circa 1994

was this when he was mayor

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August 29, 2014
zackisontumblr:

my textbook and i have a lot in common

zackisontumblr:

my textbook and i have a lot in common

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August 29, 2014

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August 28, 2014
wcfoodies:

Did you know that grilling bivalves is one of the easiest things to cook? Not to mention one of the most insanely delicious.
Here’s a recipe that is so easy it can’t really even be called a recipe:
Put about a pound of cleaned clams/mussels/oysters/cockles in a clean pie plate
Toss in whatever flavors you like with your clams/mussels/oysters/cockles. In the picture above, I used a pound of Manila clams with 1/2 a lemon, a heaping handful of scallion greens, and about 2 tablespoons of butter. 
Chuck the pie plate on the hot side of your grill, cover, and let the bivalves do their thing for about 6-8 minutes, then take a peek under the lid. If the bivalves are open, carefully remove the pie plate from the grill and enjoy. If they’re not all open, pop the lid back on for a couple more minutes.
Other flavor combos to try: 
coconut milk/cream, lemongrass, ginger, sliced chiles
minced garlic, Old Bay, butter
white wine, scallions, butter
ghee, paprika, curry powder
hefeweizen, butter, chopped bacon, finish with cream
What’s your favorite recipe for clams, oysters or mussels?

wcfoodies:

Did you know that grilling bivalves is one of the easiest things to cook? Not to mention one of the most insanely delicious.

Here’s a recipe that is so easy it can’t really even be called a recipe:

  • Put about a pound of cleaned clams/mussels/oysters/cockles in a clean pie plate
  • Toss in whatever flavors you like with your clams/mussels/oysters/cockles. In the picture above, I used a pound of Manila clams with 1/2 a lemon, a heaping handful of scallion greens, and about 2 tablespoons of butter. 
  • Chuck the pie plate on the hot side of your grill, cover, and let the bivalves do their thing for about 6-8 minutes, then take a peek under the lid. If the bivalves are open, carefully remove the pie plate from the grill and enjoy. If they’re not all open, pop the lid back on for a couple more minutes.

Other flavor combos to try: 

  • coconut milk/cream, lemongrass, ginger, sliced chiles
  • minced garlic, Old Bay, butter
  • white wine, scallions, butter
  • ghee, paprika, curry powder
  • hefeweizen, butter, chopped bacon, finish with cream

What’s your favorite recipe for clams, oysters or mussels?

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August 27, 2014
humansofnewyork:

"A few years ago, I got a call on my cell phone from a twelve year old child from my village. He was calling me from a bus stop. He’d taken a bus into the city alone, and he was calling me to ask if I could help him find a way to go to school. Both of his parents had died of AIDS, and he had no money for tuition. I told him to stay where he was, and left work immediately to pick him up. At first I was very mad at him. He should not have travelled alone. But then I looked at him and I saw myself. I’d also been desperate to go to school after my father was killed, but we had no money. So even though I was suffering myself, I told him I would try to help him. My salary was not enough, so I tried many things to get the money. After work, I went to the landfill to hunt for recyclables. But after I paid to have them cleaned, there was no money left. Now I’m trying to make bricks. I have a small operation in the village to make bricks, and I sell them in the city. It doesn’t make much money, but it’s enough to pay tuition for the boy and three of his siblings.” (Kampala, Uganda)

humansofnewyork:

"A few years ago, I got a call on my cell phone from a twelve year old child from my village. He was calling me from a bus stop. He’d taken a bus into the city alone, and he was calling me to ask if I could help him find a way to go to school. Both of his parents had died of AIDS, and he had no money for tuition. I told him to stay where he was, and left work immediately to pick him up. At first I was very mad at him. He should not have travelled alone. But then I looked at him and I saw myself. I’d also been desperate to go to school after my father was killed, but we had no money. So even though I was suffering myself, I told him I would try to help him. My salary was not enough, so I tried many things to get the money. After work, I went to the landfill to hunt for recyclables. But after I paid to have them cleaned, there was no money left. Now I’m trying to make bricks. I have a small operation in the village to make bricks, and I sell them in the city. It doesn’t make much money, but it’s enough to pay tuition for the boy and three of his siblings.” 

(Kampala, Uganda)

August 27, 2014
humansofnewyork:

"I was seven years old when it happened. It was about 9 pm at night. We heard the neighbors screaming so we knew that the rebels were in the village. There were many people visiting in my house at the time, so all the men gathered in the main room. We had no guns, only knives. Soon the dog started barking, then we heard footsteps, and then we heard a knock on the door. They started calling for my father to come out. We didn’t answer, so they started shooting into the house. Everyone pushed against the door to try to keep it closed, but they knocked it down. My father saw that he couldn’t run, so he gave himself up. They took him away. Then they gathered all the men and boys, and marched us out of the back of the house. My brother tried to jump and climb up on the roof, but they saw him and shot him. I knew I had to try something different, so I waited until we were rounding a corner, and I jumped into a bush, and I kept crawling until I reached the other side, then I got up and ran. I ran all the way to the neighbor’s house, but they turned me away and locked the door. So I hid all night in the graveyard. The next day I returned to my house. They’d taken everything. They dumped my sick mother onto the floor and took her mattress. I found my father’s body in the barn. They’d cut off his arms and his legs.”(Kampala, Uganda)

humansofnewyork:

"I was seven years old when it happened. It was about 9 pm at night. We heard the neighbors screaming so we knew that the rebels were in the village. There were many people visiting in my house at the time, so all the men gathered in the main room. We had no guns, only knives. Soon the dog started barking, then we heard footsteps, and then we heard a knock on the door. They started calling for my father to come out. We didn’t answer, so they started shooting into the house. Everyone pushed against the door to try to keep it closed, but they knocked it down. My father saw that he couldn’t run, so he gave himself up. They took him away. Then they gathered all the men and boys, and marched us out of the back of the house. My brother tried to jump and climb up on the roof, but they saw him and shot him. I knew I had to try something different, so I waited until we were rounding a corner, and I jumped into a bush, and I kept crawling until I reached the other side, then I got up and ran. I ran all the way to the neighbor’s house, but they turned me away and locked the door. So I hid all night in the graveyard. The next day I returned to my house. They’d taken everything. They dumped my sick mother onto the floor and took her mattress. I found my father’s body in the barn. They’d cut off his arms and his legs.”

(Kampala, Uganda)

August 26, 2014

yoncehaunted:

*SHOUTING TO THE HEAVENS*

I THOUGHT I WAS REAL

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August 24, 2014

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August 23, 2014

The Finale + I Love You's

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August 23, 2014

sansaspark:

During the scene when Mulan decides to go to war instead of her father, she decides to do it while sitting on the foot of the Great Stone Dragon. The image of the dragon looking over Mulan is repeated several times throughout the sequence, and the bolts of lightning strike at significant times whenever the dragon is in sight. When Mulan takes her father’s scroll and when she is praying to her ancestors, the Great Stone Dragon can be seen. It is also engraved on the sword Mulan uses to cut her hair and the handles of the wardrobe containing the armor are in the shape of the dragon’s head. The dragon’s eyes glowing in the temple symbolizes Mulan’s role as protector of her family awakening, instead of the actual dragon.

The reason Mushu couldn’t wake the dragon is because the dragon was no longer there. Mulan is implied to be the Great Dragon that protects her family.

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