YOU KNOW HOW BABIES GET ALL QUIET AND CALM WHEN THEY SEE A MOBILE
SO APPARENTLY THEY DO THIS BECAUSE THE MOBILE RESEMBLES BIRDS OF PREY FLYING OVERHEAD THAT COULD POTENTIALLY CARRY THEM OFF
IT’S A EVOLUTIONARY PRECEDENT SO THAT IF THE BABY STAYS STILL THE BIRD WON’T NOTICE AND EAT IT
BABIES DON’T LIKE MOBILES
THEY’RE FUCKING TERRIFIED
I am more than a bit disturbed by how hard I laughed at this.
I LOVE THIS
Tumblr, I desperately need your help.
Molly’s Facebook
This is me and the single most amazing creature of all time AKA my cat, Nikola Tesla, shortly after I adopted him. He likes belly rubs, sitting on my computer while I’m using it, playing fetch, and knocking over glasses of water. He is a mischievous little shit head and I love him with all my heart.
This is Molly Keck, AKA Molly Marlette, a musician I met through mutual friends several years ago. Adorable, right? WRONG. She’s horrible. Like, Cruella DeVille horrible. I left Tesla in her care while I was out of town for an extended period of time, trusting that she would be a responsible guardian for him while I looked for a new place to live. The night I dropped him off at her apartment was the last I’ve seen of either of them.
I have been frantically trying to contact Molly in an effort to be reunited with my cat but she has totally ignored every text message, phone call, voicemail, Facebook message, comment, Instagram comment, and tweet I have sent her. I have contacted mutual friends, her parents, and her band mates in an attempt to get in touch with her, to no avail. And this isn’t an issue of broken phones or any unlucky extenuating circumstances - she has actually BLOCKED me on social media sites. This woman is deliberately avoiding me, like I’ll suddenly forget that she is holding a member of my family hostage. On top of that, she moved during the period I was away, so I have no idea how to find her (people finder websites have been useless).
I can’t begin to explain all the stress, worry, and sadness this has added to my life. Because of serious time constraints surrounding my move I had to leave Los Angeles without Tesla, so now I am in Seattle, over a thousand miles away from where I left him. Maybe she just wants to keep him (not happening, no way) - or maybe he’s hurt, or worse. I have no idea if he’s even alive. Regardless of the situation, I need to know what is going on.
So, beautiful people of Tumblr, I am begging you to repost this and send her a polite message encouraging her to do the right thing. She needs to know that this is totally unacceptable and that this situation will not go away until I have Tesla in my arms, or at least until I know what has happened to him.
Molly’s Twitter
Molly’s Tumblr
Her Instagram name is mollymarlette as well.
If you hear from her, please email me immediately at katerina@riseup.net. Thank you so much.Help out one of my good friends, and at the very least reblog this.
DON’T STEAL PEOPLE’S PETS
WHAT A DICKBAG THIS LADY IS
what the fucking fuck? why would you do this?
JESUS This fucking chick even has a picture of Tesla on her facebook and LIES about how she got him, saying that one of her landlord’s tennants found him and his mother under an apartment building. THIS BITCH.
This upsets me so much. If someone did this to me I would be a mess.
- Having emotions is seen as weakness
- Admitting weakness is seen as an even greater weakness
- Being called a sexual deviant or a pervert because you were expressing your sexuality
- A girl beating you in any physical competition makes you inferior
- Being superficial makes you a pig but a woman being superficial is fine
- Makeup isn't even an option
- Not living up to the insanely unrealistic ideal of manhood automatically makes you gay
- Being gay is seen as weak
- You can't control the size of your "manhood"
- You can't report sexual assaults because being a male victim is worse than being the rapist
- No male specific support groups or movements
- Unequal parental rights
- Extreme feminists treating you less than human
- Women can blame all men or say they are all the same but if a man blames women they're sexist pigs
- People dismissing your problems automatically because the universe is obviously rigged in your favour in every scenario imaginable
- No one will read this past the title
The most difficult one minute of our Elementary childhood.
omg this stressed me out like no other
Quick, do all the zeros and then comeback for the rest.
no you know what it was a goddamn race
it was all about being the kid who flipped their paper over first and then looked at all your peers as they hear the flutter of paper
so much power
shit
this is the reason for my shitty handwriting from numbers
it was a friggin race through numbered hell
NO.
NO.
NYO.
YOU MATHEMATICAL DEVIL YOU STAY AWAY FROM ME.
i almost feel sad to say that i loved these
When things in your life seem, almost too much to handle,
When 24 Hours in a day is not enough,
Remember the mayonnaise jar and 2 cups of coffee.
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him.
When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.
He then asked the students if the jar was full.
They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured
them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly.
The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls.
He then asked the students again if the jar was full.
They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.
Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous ‘yes.’
The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.
‘Now,’ said the professor, as the laughter subsided, ‘I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.’
The golf balls are the important things - family,
children, health, Friends, and Favorite passions –
Things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.
The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, house, and car.
The sand is everything else —The small stuff.
‘If you put the sand into the jar first,’ He continued, ‘there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.’The same goes for life.
If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you.
So…
Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.
Play with your children.
Take time to get medical checkups.
Take your partner out to dinner.
There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal.
‘Take care of the golf balls first —
The things that really matter.
Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.’
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.
The professor smiled, ‘I’m glad you asked’, he said.
‘It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem,
There’s always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.’Perfection. Philosophy for the win.
Speechless
The coffee represents coffee
love this
This man, James Verone, robbed a bank for one dollar. Why only one dollar? Because he knew that in prison he could get the medical care he could not afford with his part time salary as a convenience store clerk. He was approved for food stamps, but they did little to help his finances. Between his back problems, carpel tunnel, and arthritis, he simply couldn’t handle the pain any longer.
On June 9th, he sent a letter to his local paper, the Gaston Gazette, that stated: “When you receive this a bank robbery will have been committed by me. this robbery is being committed by me for one dollar. I am of sound mind but not so much sound body.”
He then took a cab to the RBC Bank, and handed the teller a note asking for one dollar and medical attention. He quietly took a seat in the lobby and waited for police to arrive.
Since Verone only stole one dollar, he was only charged with larceny. His bail, which he doesn’t plan to pay is set at $2,000, reduced from the normal $100,000. He’s scheduled to see a doctor this Friday, and hopes to get foot surgery, back surgery and to have a protrusion on his check treated.
To me, this is the perfect example of how disturbingly corrupt and unjust our health care system has become under HMO’s. For this man, or any person for that matter, feels that he needs to be imprisoned just to see a doctor, is ridiculous.
This is exactly what I hate about America. Why is it that you can buy an entire house with money you don’t have, but still can’t apply for health care if you don’t meet the requirements? That’s messed up.
“It’s a good thing beauty is only skin deep or I’d be rotten to the core.”
RIP, Phyllis Diller.
She was amazing. Still is, even in death.
rip notes, april 27th 2007 - august 18th 2012
