In 1937, joking about Hemingway’s fascination with firearms and weaponry, the writer Max Eastman wrote, “Come out from behind that false hair on your chest, Ernest. We all know you.” The next time Hemingway saw Eastman at their publisher’s office in New York, he tore his shirt from his chest to prove that he had chest hair before punching Eastman

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mathed-potatoes:

mathed-potatoes:

just-shower-thoughts:

Everything in the world is either a potato or not a potato

This is such a comfortable statement if you like set theory. {The set of all potatoes} has a compliment, containing everything that is not potatoes. I would say that an object in potato complement cannot be perturbed into being a potato, therefore the set is closed. I’d also say that the potato can be sufficiently manipulated to the point where it would not be called a potato any longer, so the set of potatoes is an open set (with a closed complement, as we would want). So the boundary values of potato-ness belong to the non-potato set.

In addition, this is the most relevant my username has ever been

airyairyquitecontrary:

bakafox:

legobattlefield:

brandxspandex:

How many people’s fantasies did Deadpool just live out?

nickfil on Reddit: “Fun fact: I’m the colorist for that story and originally made him a gryffindor. We went back and forth on a couple rounds of corrections and the editors insisted hufflepuff. That isn’t a casual joke. That’s deliberate deadpool cannon.”

I… cannot get over my delight that Deadpool is a Hufflepuff.

Canonically.

this is the type of thing I like comic book creators to spend a lot of time thinking about, not whether characters wear underpants