Having a pet is so weird. Like neither of you speak each other’s language and yet you form some strong bond by rubbing against each other and sleeping together and you might accidentally kick them in the face or step on their tail once in a while but at the end of the day you two are best buddies from entirely different species.
And yet humans can’t seem to get along because of differences in skincolor…
“If a female student got drunk and had her car stolen the university would call the police. If she got drunk and had her computer stolen, they would call the police. If she got drunk and had her phone stolen, they would call the police. The fact that she was drunk would not even be factored in when assessing if a crime had been committed. But if she gets drunk and has her body invaded and her humanity stolen, school administrations are perplexed about what to do.”
People look down on McDonald’s employees but fail to realize that if all these folks left McDonald’s and pursued “better careers” your ass wouldn’t be able to get a McDouble with an Oreo McFlurry at 3am.
You can’t demand a service while simultaneously degrading those who provide it for you.
Amen. I think that it should be mandatory that all people work a requisite number of hours in the Fast Food industry so they understand what it’s like to work yourself to the bone while being treated like garbage by your employer and customers all for a pittance that doesn’t cover the bills.
Also, I just noticed this today on my McD’s bag and my first thought was “That would mean a hell of a lot more if you actually paid them a living wage.”
I’ve put all of the fabric painting tutorials into one big photo post.
Includes silk painting with resist (Elven Banner), free-hand painting on stretch fabrics (Jareth from Labyrinth), fake embroidery with puffy paint (Peter of Narnia), graphite transfer paper with fabric paint pens (Tali from Mass Effect) and regular Tulip fabric paint (TARDIS lab coat).
Maybe this format is better?
I avoid fabric painting at all costs but this is so rad and comprehensive that I must reblog. Maybe it’ll inspire me to not be such a weenie and do it in the future :’D
Running a convention can be a lot of fun, but it takes a lot of very hard work—and a lot of time—to make a successful con. Before you jump in headlong, here are some things you need to think about. This isn’t an attempt to discourage you; just a reality check.
If you can read to the end of this post (it is 5 single-spaced pages in Word), you may have what it takes.
Who am I to write this? I was a literature track director at a con in NC for 2 years, and I chair Shatterdome Atlanta.
I really really hope people are as pissed as I am.
(also ignore my typo I know it’s there)
I feel happy that this is the highest number of notes I’ve ever received on a post, because I think it is important that people are aware/get angry about this. But my twitter avi is a fuCKING PUG THAT’S SO SILLY! I FEEL EMBARRASSED.
okay, so what happens DIRECTLY before this bit of dialogue needs needs NEEDS to be talked about.
This entire episode is all about Batman and Orion shitting all over how The Flash does things and how flippant and aloof he is and so they all go to his city to try to stop some of his criminals from trying to kill the flash.
And when Flash finds this villain in the bar Batman and Orion both try to beat the info out of him and flash calls them off and sits right down next to him and just asks if he’s gone off his meds and lets him vent about what’s going on in his life. And at the end he tells the Flash that he’ll start taking his medicine again and where the rest of the villains are that are trying to kill him. ONLY THEN does Flash tell him to hand himself in.
once Flash is assured that he’s okay and not going to hurt anyone else. it flies in the face of Batman’s fear and Orion’s brutality, it throws both of their brutal real-world techniques out of the water… because the Flash just wants people to be happy and safe, not to strike fear or defeat foes.