apropos of a conversation with @loiewaulker just now:  

Somebody make me a comic with Lemmy Kilmister, David Bowie, and Alan Rickman sitting at a table playing cards.  (She suggests we need a fourth one, but I dunno who.*)  Alan and David looking really annoyed as Lemmy brandishes a card, hollering “THE ACE OF SPAAAAADES!”, and one of them muttering to the other “yeah, he’s irritating, but he has the best tells.”

*Shit, I hope they’re not actually waiting for a fourth for their card game.  I dunno how much more of this I can take.

http://mp3light.net/assets/songs/37000-37999/37387-heroes-david-bowie--1421371604.mp3?plead=please-dont-download-this-or-our-lawyers-wont-let-us-host-audio
http://echolalaphile.tumblr.com/post/137086803420/audio_player_iframe/echolalaphile/tumblr_o0s2kkVo151sstbf5?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fmp3light.net%2Fassets%2Fsongs%2F37000-37999%2F37387-heroes-david-bowie–1421371604.mp3

parise:

Heroes – David Bowie (1977)

I, I will be king
And you, you will be queen
Though nothing will drive them away
We can be Heroes, just for one day
We can be us, just for one day

Thank you, David. Rest in peace.

feathersmoons:

lark-in-ink:

thecoffeebee:

“We didn’t used to have all this ADHD and Autism and stuff” I think what you mean is that people used to go undiagnosed and get absolutely no help and were forced to suffer through their life because they had no support or understanding whatsoever but sure, Janice, pretend my generation invented Autism.

My grandfather was legit diagnosed with ADHD at the age of about 80 and he was like “OH”

HAHAHAHA OH GOD.

Do you know how many of my paternal grandfather’s stories about our family history included the line “now, of course, So-and-so would be diagnosed as ADHD in a heartbeat, but back then he was just a Bad Kid and they tried to beat it out of him”?

A LOT, OKAY.

Do you know how many other family stories suddenly make way more sense – like truly nonsensical seeming things, things that previously were described as “you know, So-and-so was just an Odd Duck – if you know the signs of autism? (Like how my great-grampa REFUSED TO GO ON PLANES and so they had to drive him across Canada in a camper in his eighties – in the seventies, so 1970s camper here, not luxury – and then back again so he could attend my parents’ wedding?)

EVEN MORE.

And in the less amusing version, d’you know how many maternal ancestors died of depression or depression-related addiction, through the generations? Depressing. Numbers.

But no, this shit is all modern, came out of nowhere. Not.

such-heights:

multiheaded1793:

raggedjackscarlet:

So, in a little town in Nowheresville, USA, there’s a river that’s about to flood, and needs to be quickly dammed.

The local college sends three professors: a structural engineer, a chemical engineer, and a literary critic.

the structural engineer suggests building a concrete dam to stem the river, and the mayor calls in a construction company to do the job.

a week later, the dam is completed, but in a few days the river’s current becomes more intense, and the dam crumbles.

next, the chemical engineer suggests adding a gelatin solution to the river, to solidify the whole thing.

the mayor calls in a favor with a multinational chemical company, and they deliver a half ton of customized gelatinizing solution.

they add it to the river near the source, and the whole river turns to gelatin.

but a few days later, the current of the river becomes even stronger, and the water pressure at the source starts to break the gelatin apart

Then, out of nowhere, an awful thunderstorm appears over the town. the heavy rain starts to make the river flood.

In a last ditch attempt, the literary critic steps up to the river bank

he coughs softly, purses his lips, takes a momentary glance at his fingernails, and says “I suppose this river is… adequate.”

and suddenly the flooding stops.

The two other professors rush to the critic’s side and ask “How the hell did you stop the river from flooding?”

and the critic replies, “Simple. I dammed it with faint praise.”

MOTHERFUCKER

I just went into the bedroom to read this out to my wife. She wordlessly pulled the duvet over her head.

kittenclayton:

radio-freedunmovin:

coldasaslab:

zarriallstyle:

x

I have never heard of this in my life.

WHY.

I read about this in History of California class last semester. They also had a Filipino Repatriation Program where the U.S. government gave Filipino-Americans the choice to stay in America or get paid thousands of dollars to return to the Philippines and not be allowed to go back to America as a resident. Being that Japan invaded and colonized the Philippines after Pearl Harbor, repatriated Filipino-Americans were basically being sent into a war zone.

Never heard of this and I’m disgusted.