Spuds & Speculations

Starchy thought morsels.

Me: It’s probably not possible that if you put a bunch of monkeys in a room with typewriters, that eventually one of them would pop off Hamlet. The amount of time it would take for that to happen, probability wise, is actually much longer than the age of the universe.

Short bit later, after discussing the concept of negative gravity…

Friend 1: Can we please talk about kittens or something now?
Friend 2: Or we could talk about anti-kittens.
Me: Who knows, somewhere, anti kittens could exist.
Friend 1: And somewhere out there, Anti-monkeys could be typing out Anti-Hamlet.
[Friend 1 briefly leaves the table.]

Me: [shouting after friend] It would take them just as long!
Friend 2: I was going to say…

Good times.

crvcialsass:

sn0wxwhite:

PLEASE REBLOG THIS AND SHARE THIS AROUND, WE WANT HER HOME ASAP
Hey everyone! So this is a friend of mine Michelle Hake, she was last seen around Long Island NY. She was discharged from Bellevue Hospital at 1st and 26th this morning at 4:30. She’s wearing a pink tank top, black jean shorts, and leopard print vans. She has small plugs and a nose ring. If any of you see her please message me with details. We are worried and just want her home. She may of had a round trip ticket to Ronkonkoma, Long Island on her. PLEASE BRING THIS CUTIE HOME SAFE AND SOUND!

HEY EVERYONE.

A FRIEND OF MINE IS MISSING. PLEASE HELP US FIND HER. YOU MAY NOT LIVE IN NEW YORK BUT ONE OF YOUR FOLLOWERS MIGHT SEE THIS AND SEE HER.

HELP US GET HER HOME SAFE

She’s 21 years old, relatively short. I’d say about 5’3.

Friends are in Ronkonkoma and the surrounding areas currently looking for her.

Please please continue to spread the word. I really want my friend to come home safe.

(via mass-hc)

ikenbot:

chauvinistsushi:

thumbcramps:

hi guys! this is a comic i made for a final in my comics in literature class. we had to do a research paper on a topic we’d discussed in class and then accompany it with a comic with a relevant subject. my paper was about hyper-sexualization of women in comic books, but i decided to broaden it out here as well as personalize it and make myself the subject and discuss something i’ve been subjected to in the convention circuit and on the internet as well as thousands of other women, as well as give a cue to thought about how the comic book industry as well as the video game industry and even just media in general (all of which are male dominated) push such ridiculous pressures onto girls and women.

also, it feels kind of silly to have to add this since i hope it’s obvious, but i am very aware that there are men that don’t subscribe to this attitude, and am incredibly grateful that these issues are brought to light to people other than the ones that are subjected to it. 

anyway haha i have literally been staring at this for 9 hours i don’t even know which direction is up anymore. thanks for reading!!!

lemme just crawl over here and sob

no im perfectly fine

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I think I have something in my eye.

(via afro-dominicano)

roundwithcircles:

asheathes:

Have you ever reached that point where you’re so consumed by a book that literally nothing else matters anymore and all you want to do is read and not study or do anything productive because none of it matters anymore because THIS BOOK

god, yes

Errytim.

And then I begin to hermit.

(via tehriz)

iheartchaos:

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The world’s first LEGO school will soon open up in Denmark, where kids will be immersed in a colorful LEGO world of creativity and imagination. Damn lucky Danish kids.

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Bye peeps, dudepeeps, peeppeeps, see you later.  In Denmark.

Dear whomever this dog’s owner is,

He/she (I dunno) is basically the cutest thing on the internet besides all these babies that keep popping up on facebook.  And I thank you for your doggy hairstyling.

Because this dog, is precious.

Also, if you don’t mind, I’ve been throwing said dog’s picture at people.  Spontaneously.  

Dog is also the background on my phone.

Sorry I’m obsessed with your dog,

-Ergo Potato

I need to start getting my scarf on again.

truebluemeandyou:

Fifty Ways to Tie a Scarf from Scarves Dot Net here (look at high res version). It says forty but they are adding new ways to tie scarves every day and if you click on a scarf there are detailed instructions and sometimes even a video to show you how to tie it. This site also has fabric care for scarves, and how to tie the following scarves and more (and numerous sub categories):

  • bandanas
  • circle scarves
  • head scarves
  • rectangle long scarves
  • skinny scarves
  • square scarves
  • wrap scarves and tons more - you get the picture: everything you ever wanted to know about scarves.

(via aliceinnappyland)

Through all the trials and tribulations I have already experienced since this crossing the threshold of preliminary “real-personhood”, few things have irritated me more than…

     Fetuses in my newsfeed.

Wait wat?  

     Yes.  Fetuses, in, my, newsfeed.

I feel like an old man Scrooge when I say this, but I have seen enough ultrasound pictures in my newsfeed to know what a baby looks like before it actually a fully formed baby, I really don’t need to see yours.

"But my baby is special, it’s my baby.  I just want to share. "

    Aww, how cute. Your baby, encased inside of the dark, musty depths of your engorged uterus, which looks the same as all the other babies also coincidentally adorning my newsfeed.

"I’m just cherishing my moment."

    Your moment, not my moment.  Normally, I prefer the show to the tell, but this is not one of those times.  

    Does that mean you’re going to take pictures of that and spam my newsfeed with images of your child’s rupturing embryonic sack? Can you please not? I took a class called Women’s Reproductive History, and I have seen more than enough of that.

     So many of your moments are causing my ovaries to have a moment. A moment where in their hormone induced frenzy (caused by a combination of my prime age, and the constant images posted on facebook, live from inside your uterus) they must be bound in silence and forced to the deepest depths of the earth, where they must remain until the time at which I decide that children seem like a good idea.

     Don’t get me wrong.  Babies are great and I am happy for you.  I have nothing against the kid his/herself.  And I’m sure you will be a delightful parent, chronicling your child’s entire life on facebook, literally from the beginning.  Poor thing never had a chance at privacy.

How about I say hello to the kid when it is actually here.

Or I could say something like “Aww, I remember back when you had a tail and resembled a squid in a bucket!  They grow up so fast.”

Dat Nemo, on tape this time.

Dat nemo.