no, you’re right, spending half an hour a day doodling isn’t going to teach you anything significant, though you might have a lot of fun, but spending half an hour a day is not going to teach you much of anything in a hurry. Double that and you’ll do better, triple it, quad it and you’ll do even better still. As…

you absolutely can. A lot of artists, I mean a lot, are self taught. I’ve just finished watching The Big Picture, a British(UK? English?) tv series that’s basically a competition between amature artists, almost all of whom are self taught. One guy didn’t pick up a paint brush until he was in his 70's.

wait but don’t you have to have a job to get into the union but you usually can’t get a job without being union? Or is that an old wive’s tale? I mean that would pretty much keep people from getting a foot in the door unless they knew somebody. 

waiting for the hauntings to begin 

yeah, I have directional dyslexia, along with some other issues, like clumsiness and poor depth perception etc... I bang the shit out of any car I have because I can’t tell how close I am to something. I get lost going everywhere

good for you. In the modern world there is no reason to force a kid to get over their fear of the dark 

my co-worker got me one for Xmas and I looked and it was like,  why? Then I plugged it in and fell in love with the soft glow. I wish it did adjust to only come on in the dark though because I leave it on all the time. 

nah, it just makes me pissed off and depressed and murderous and suicidal things I like to avoid at all costs. I’m pretty much of the mind that I’m not gonna change anybody’s mind and they’re not gonna change mine. I’m not willing to play with my mental and physical(cause stress is bad for you)well being taking the…

right, I tend to freak a little bit when guests are using candles, like please don’t set the hotel on fire, I need my paycheck. 

- ‘from’, by Nayyirah Waheed “what massacre happens to my son between him living within my skin. Drinking my cells. My water. My organs. And his soft psyche turning cruel. Does he not remember he is half woman.”

It took me forever to realize I was bi because for the longest time I didn’t realize that there were some girls/women that I admired and wanted to emulate and some that I admired and wanted to bone. It all got lumped together.

as both an introvert and a misanthrope, I’d say honestly? Find stuff that you like to do. There are lots of free and cheap groups to join. Take classes, volunteer, join a church group if that’s your kind of thing. You’ll meet people with something already in common with you. And, because it’s something that you are…

Maybe they equate testicles with breasts and think “the bigger, the better” 

you do realize it is literally impossible for everybody to have a good job right? Not only are there not enough of them to go around but then the not “good” jobs would not get done and all the money you’re making at the good job wouldn’t be very helpful when nobody is picking up trash or cleaning toilets or serving…

yep, clearly you don’t give a shit about him or anybody that has to play with him, or against him,( but then again, that’s a feature of pro sports, not a bug) but this is just stupid. Was this guy so good or so popular that he’s worth the inevitable public relations nightmare? At some point,even mediocre white guys…

I’ve had food poisoning several times as well and yeah, I tend to err on the side of caution. I’d rather waste a couple of dollars than miss work and spend three days voiding every ounce of liquid in my body. 

My mother uses the excuse that “science” says one thing and then later they change it, which is a thing that happens; but because it happens she uses it to justify ignoring anything that counters what she already practices or believes. 

alternate title: Man, fucks with Mother Nature, She fucks back. Kudos to them I suppose for trying to find an alternative to straight up mass slaughter

aw that was lovely and made me really want to see Rocketman, which I assume was part of the point, so kudos(as an aside I’m a weirdo who loves commercials and really appreciates creative, affective advertising).

hey, I love that scene! For years it was the only thing I remembered about that movie besides Kate Hudson in the airport. I’d heard Tiny Dancer before but I didn’t love it until that scene. Since I still can’t remember most of the movie, I have no context in my head for that scene and I probably attribute way more…