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Anaconda, Betty White, and Chris Evans: bundibird: wrangletangle: stevenrogered: Chris Evans helps Regina King up the stairs to the stage after her Oscars win Okay listen up, all you dudes out there! It’s time for some life lessons from Chris Evans. Wonder why women are fine with this when he does it, but they find you opening a car door or offering to carry stuff for them annoying? Well, wonder no more! It works like this: A large number of women have had to learn how to dodge and swerve and sometimes even slap away men’s hands from the time they hit puberty - and sometimes before. Ladies, cis and trans both, are unfortunately experienced at being groped, poked, prodded, “helped”, and otherwise humiliated and threatened by men. Then also there’s the condescending attitude that of course we need a man’s help, and we should be grateful he offered it. No thanks. Chris is doing something very different here, and you’ll see it in similar video clips of him at other events. You can read his mental process in his body language. He starts with just clapping and congratulating. He offers nothing until there is a need, which doesn’t happen here until Regina’s shoe gets caught on her dress. Since women have literally tripped up the stairs at this ceremony several times over the years (because the shoe and clothing requirements are ridiculous), it is reasonable at this stage to think that my-shoe-caught-on-my-dress is a problem that actually needs to be addressed. This is when Chris offers. How he offers matters. He starts with an open hand toward her, but this is a big no-no. Open hands are a red flag. Open hands grope and grab and shove. He quickly corrects by flipping his arm over and offering his forearm instead. This makes it her choice whether to grab on or ignore him. She doesn’t have to contend with a potentially threatening hand while she’s also contending with her dress. He also bends down a bit to do this. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but Chris is kind of a tall, beefy guy. Guys like that can be a bit intimidating without meaning to be, at least when they’re up close. Also, his arm is a bit too high to be useful to her if he stays at his full height. So he bends down. This is even more visible in the video from him doing this for Betty White at the 2015 Oscars, because she’s shorter than Regina, I guess. He offers his arm for exactly as long as she leans on it. When she lets go, he steps back. This is a guy who isn’t interested in showing off how much she needs his help. He’s just interested in helping, and when he’s not needed, he’s done. He goes back to sit down. He doesn’t hover. Also, Regina King knows who Chris Evans is. His behavior at work thus far has certainly made it into the rumor mill, thus factoring into whether she accepts help from him. Is he a dudebro or jerk to women at work? That doesn’t appear to be the case. Women are not helpless. Compared to men, our clothes are more often obstacles to getting where we need to go safely and with our dignity intact, but conversely, we’ve also learned to deal with that better than most men have. It’s not that we never need or want help; like all people, we do sometimes need a hand. It’s just that “some kinds of help are the kinds of help we all could do without.” If you are offering help to a woman, first make sure she actually appears to be struggling. Second, make yourself as unthreatening as possible and let her do any touching, not the other way around. Third, make sure she can refuse without any consequences. And fourth, back off as soon as she doesn’t need you anymore and let the moment go. I hadn’t even registered why exactly it was that he was so unthreatening in this and the Betty White assistance incidents, but you’re right. It’s all in the way he helps. It’s not that this is unthreatening behaviour “because he’s Chris Evans” – its because his body language is genuinely unthreatening and merely helpful. A+ analysis – I hadn’t even registered the details of why and how this behaviour was 100% ok, while from another man (who probably would have gone about it differentky) it might not have been
Anaconda, Betty White, and Chris Evans: bundibird:

wrangletangle:

stevenrogered:
Chris Evans helps Regina King up the stairs to the stage after her Oscars win
Okay listen up, all you dudes out there! It’s time for some life lessons from Chris Evans.
Wonder why women are fine with this when he does it, but they find you opening a car door or offering to carry stuff for them annoying? Well, wonder no more! It works like this:
A large number of women have had to learn how to dodge and swerve and sometimes even slap away men’s hands from the time they hit puberty - and sometimes before. Ladies, cis and trans both, are unfortunately experienced at being groped, poked, prodded, “helped”, and otherwise humiliated and threatened by men. Then also there’s the condescending attitude that of course we need a man’s help, and we should be grateful he offered it. 
No thanks.
Chris is doing something very different here, and you’ll see it in similar video clips of him at other events. You can read his mental process in his body language. He starts with just clapping and congratulating. He offers nothing until there is a need, which doesn’t happen here until Regina’s shoe gets caught on her dress. Since women have literally tripped up the stairs at this ceremony several times over the years (because the shoe and clothing requirements are ridiculous), it is reasonable at this stage to think that my-shoe-caught-on-my-dress is a problem that actually needs to be addressed. This is when Chris offers.
How he offers matters. He starts with an open hand toward her, but this is a big no-no. Open hands are a red flag. Open hands grope and grab and shove. He quickly corrects by flipping his arm over and offering his forearm instead. This makes it her choice whether to grab on or ignore him. She doesn’t have to contend with a potentially threatening hand while she’s also contending with her dress. 
He also bends down a bit to do this. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but Chris is kind of a tall, beefy guy. Guys like that can be a bit intimidating without meaning to be, at least when they’re up close. Also, his arm is a bit too high to be useful to her if he stays at his full height. So he bends down. This is even more visible in the video from him doing this for Betty White at the 2015 Oscars, because she’s shorter than Regina, I guess.
He offers his arm for exactly as long as she leans on it. When she lets go, he steps back. This is a guy who isn’t interested in showing off how much she needs his help. He’s just interested in helping, and when he’s not needed, he’s done. He goes back to sit down. He doesn’t hover.
Also, Regina King knows who Chris Evans is. His behavior at work thus far has certainly made it into the rumor mill, thus factoring into whether she accepts help from him. Is he a dudebro or jerk to women at work? That doesn’t appear to be the case.
Women are not helpless. Compared to men, our clothes are more often obstacles to getting where we need to go safely and with our dignity intact, but conversely, we’ve also learned to deal with that better than most men have. It’s not that we never need or want help; like all people, we do sometimes need a hand. It’s just that “some kinds of help are the kinds of help we all could do without.”
If you are offering help to a woman, first make sure she actually appears to be struggling. Second, make yourself as unthreatening as possible and let her do any touching, not the other way around. Third, make sure she can refuse without any consequences. And fourth, back off as soon as she doesn’t need you anymore and let the moment go.


I hadn’t even registered why exactly it was that he was so unthreatening in this and the Betty White assistance incidents, but you’re right. It’s all in the way he helps. It’s not that this is unthreatening behaviour “because he’s Chris Evans” – its because his body language is genuinely unthreatening and merely helpful. 
A+ analysis – I hadn’t even registered the details of why and how this behaviour was 100% ok, while from another man (who probably would have gone about it differentky) it might not have been

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Beautiful, Community, and Leonardo Da Vinci: mmkayn: vastderp: lalaland1212: theatre-whovian: vastderp: Meet the Mona Lisa of the Prado, the earliest known copy of Da Vinci’s best portrait. Similarity in the undersketch of the painting indicates that this was very likely painted concurrently with the original Mona Lisa, by a student of Da Vinci. There is much controversy in the art world over the question of whether or not to clean the fragile Mona Lisa, but her sister has been restored and some fairly odd later alterations removed to show the original vibrant colors and lighting. Some details, such as the sheerness of her shawl and the pattern on the neckline of her dress, have become utterly obscured in the original, but in the restored copy they’re perfectly clear. It blows my mind a little bit to look at these two sisters side-by-side and imagine how much vivid detail could be hiding in the Mona Lisa under 500 years of rotten varnish.  THE COPY HAS EYEBROWS Your response to a beautiful piece of artwork done by Leonardo Da Vinci himself is “SHES GOT EYEBROWS”. Alright. All intelligent life has been lost. Yo Snooty McSnotwhine, the Mona Lisa’s vanished eyebrows have been the subject of debate and analysis in the art expert community for hundreds of years, long before your parents squirted water at each other from across the clown car and then honked their bicycle horns to indicate they really wanted to make a smug, insufferable little clown baby together.  this continues to be the best reply to a criticizing comment on this site
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Meet the Mona Lisa of the Prado, the earliest known copy of Da Vinci’s best portrait. Similarity in the undersketch of the painting indicates that this was very likely painted concurrently with the original Mona Lisa, by a student of Da Vinci.
There is much controversy in the art world over the question of whether or not to clean the fragile Mona Lisa, but her sister has been restored and some fairly odd later alterations removed to show the original vibrant colors and lighting. Some details, such as the sheerness of her shawl and the pattern on the neckline of her dress, have become utterly obscured in the original, but in the restored copy they’re perfectly clear.
It blows my mind a little bit to look at these two sisters side-by-side and imagine how much vivid detail could be hiding in the Mona Lisa under 500 years of rotten varnish. 

THE COPY HAS EYEBROWS

Your response to a beautiful piece of artwork done by Leonardo Da Vinci himself is “SHES GOT EYEBROWS”. Alright. All intelligent life has been lost.

Yo Snooty McSnotwhine, the Mona Lisa’s vanished eyebrows have been the subject of debate and analysis in the art expert community for hundreds of years, long before your parents squirted water at each other from across the clown car and then honked their bicycle horns to indicate they really wanted to make a smug, insufferable little clown baby together. 


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Alive, Animals, and Apparently: flamethrowing-hurdy-gurdy: flamethrowing-hurdy-gurdy I have had this on my mind for days, someone please help: I mean, how do we see a pug and then a husky and understand that both are dogs? I'm pretty sure I've never seen a picture of a breed of dog I hadn't seen before and wondered what animal it Do you want the Big Answer or the Small Answers cos I have a feeling this is about to get intense Oooh okay are YOU gonna answer this, hang on I need to get some snacks and make sure the phone is off The short answer is "because they're statistically unlikely to be anything else The long question is "given the extreme diversity of morphology in dogs, with many subsets of dogs' bearing no visual resemblance to each other, how am 1 able to intuit that they belong to the 'dog set just by The reason that this is a Good Big Question is because we are broadly used to categorising Things as related based on resemblances. 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(Unlikely-no real alien ever experienced.) Threat? (Vastly unlikely in context.) Rabbit? (No. Rabbits hop, and this appears to scurry.) (Brains are very keen on categorising movement patterns. This is why lurching zombies and bad CGl are so uncomfortable to experience, brains just go INCORRECT!! That is WRONG!" Without consciously knowing why. Anyway, very few animals move like domestic dogs!) Very fluffy cat? (Maybe-but not quite. Shares many characteristics, though!) Eldritch horror? (No, it is obviously a soft friend of unknown type) Robotic toy? (Unlikely too complex and convincing.) animal detected!!! Thi s is a good animal!! This is pleasing!! It may be appropriate to laugh at this animal, because we have just realized that it is probably a DOG!! Soft friend, alive, walks on leash. It had a low doggo-ness quotient! and a confusing Snout, but it is NOT those other Known Things, and it occupies a dog-shaped space! Hahahaha!!! It is extra funny and appealing, because it made us guess!! We love playing that game * PING! NEW CATEGORIES ADDED TO "Doggo set mopness, floof. Snout. And that's why most dogs are dogs. You're so good at identifying dog shaped spaces that they can't be anything else! The science of identifying Good Boys
Alive, Animals, and Apparently: flamethrowing-hurdy-gurdy:
 flamethrowing-hurdy-gurdy
 I have had this on my mind for days, someone please help:
 I mean, how do we see a pug and then a husky and understand
 that both are dogs? I'm pretty sure I've never seen a picture of a
 breed of dog I hadn't seen before and wondered what animal it
 Do you want the Big Answer or the Small Answers cos I have a
 feeling this is about to get intense
 Oooh okay are YOU gonna answer this, hang on I need to get some
 snacks and make sure the phone is off
 The short answer is "because they're statistically unlikely to be anything
 else
 The long question is "given the extreme diversity of morphology in
 dogs, with many subsets of dogs' bearing no visual resemblance to each
 other, how am 1 able to intuit that they belong to the 'dog set just by
 The reason that this is a Good Big Question is because we are broadly
 used to categorising Things as related based on resemblances. Then
 everyoneI
 have Fun Facts like "elephants are ACTUALLY closely related to rock
 hyraxes!! Even though they look nothing alike!!"
 e realized abou
 t genes and evolution and so on, and so now we
 These Fun Facts are appealing because they're not intuitive.
 So why is dog-sorting intuitive?
 Well, because if you eliminate all the other possibilities, most dogs are
 dogs.
 To process Things- whether animals, words, situations or experiences
 our brains categorise the most important things about them, and then
 compare these to our memory banks. If we've experienced the same
 thing before- whether first-hand or through a story then we know
 what's happening, and we proceed accordingly
 If the New Thing is completely New, then t
 question marks, shunts into a different track, counts up all the Similar
 Traits, and assigns it a provisional category based on its similarity to
 other Things. We then experience the Thing, exploring it further, and
 he brain pings up a
 Our brain t
 categorises the New
 based on the knowledge and traits. That is how humans experience the
 universe. We do our best, and we generally do it well.
 This is the basis of stereotyping. It
 behaviours (racism), some of our most challenging problems (trauma),
 helps us survive (stories) and sharing the ability with things that dont
 have it leads to some of our most whimsical creations (artificial
 In fact, one reason that humans are so wonderfully successful is that we
 can effectively gain knowledge from experiences without having
 experienced them personally! You dont have to eat all the berries to
 find the poisonous ones. You can just remember stories and
 descriptions of berries, and compare those to the ones you've just
 discovered. You can benefit from memorics that aren't your
 own!
 On the other hand, if you had a terribly traumatic experience involving
 say, an eagle, then your brain will try to protect you in every way
 possible from a similar experience. If you collect too many traumatic
 experiences with eagles, then your brain will not enjoy eagle-shapecd
 New Things. In fact, if New Things match up to too many cagle-like
 noise!!
 。The hot Glare of the Yellow Eye
 CLAWS VERY BAD VERY BAD
 Then the brain may shunt the train of thought back into trauma, and
 the person will actually experience the New Thing as trauma. Even if
 the New Thing was something apparently unrelated, like being
 generally pointy, or having a hot glare. (This is an overly simplistic
 explanation of how triggers work, but it's the one most accessible to
 people.)
 So the answer rests in how we categorise dogs, and what "dog" means to
 humans. Human brains associate dogs with universal categories, such
 efour legs
 Mcat Eater
 e Soft friend
 An
 BORK BORK
 Anything we have previously experienced and learned as A Dog gets
 added to the memory bank. Sometimes it brings new categories along
 with it. So a lifetime's experience results in excellent dog-intuition
 And anything we experience with, say, a 90% match is officially a Dog.
 Brains are super good at eliminating things, too. So while the concept
 of physical doggo-ness is pretty nebulous, and has to include
 greyhounds and Pekingese and mastiffs, we know that even if an animal
 LOOKS like a bear, if the other categories don't match up in context
 (bears are not usually soft friends, they don't Bork Bork, they don't have
 long tails to wag) then it is statistically more likely to be a Doggo. If it
 occupies a dog-shaped space then it is usually a dog.
 So if you see someone dragging a fluffy whatnot along on a string, you
 will go,
 Mop? (Unlikely-seems to be self propelled.)
 ° Alien? (Unlikely-no real alien ever experienced.)
 Threat? (Vastly unlikely in context.)
 Rabbit? (No. Rabbits hop, and this appears to scurry.) (Brains are very
 keen on categorising movement patterns. This is why lurching zombies
 and bad CGl are so uncomfortable to experience, brains just go
 INCORRECT!! That is WRONG!" Without consciously knowing why.
 Anyway, very few animals move like domestic dogs!)
 Very fluffy cat? (Maybe-but not quite. Shares many characteristics,
 though!)
 Eldritch horror? (No, it is obviously a soft friend of unknown type)
 Robotic toy? (Unlikely too complex and convincing.)
 animal detected!!! Thi
 s is a good animal!! This is
 pleasing!! It may be appropriate to laugh at this animal, because we have
 just realized that it is probably a
 DOG!! Soft friend, alive, walks on leash. It had a low doggo-ness
 quotient! and a confusing Snout, but it is NOT those other Known
 Things, and it occupies a dog-shaped space!
 Hahahaha!!! It is extra funny and appealing, because it made us
 guess!! We love playing that game
 * PING! NEW CATEGORIES ADDED TO "Doggo set mopness, floof.
 Snout.
 And that's why most dogs are dogs. You're so good at identifying dog
 shaped spaces that they can't be anything else!
The science of identifying Good Boys

The science of identifying Good Boys

Beautiful, Community, and Leonardo Da Vinci: Meet the Mona Lisa of the Prado, the earliest known copy of Da Vinci's best portrait. Similarity in the undersketch of the painting indicates that this was very likely painted concurrently with the original Mona Lisa, by a student of Da Vinci. There is much controversy in the art world over the question of whether or not to clean the fragile Mona Lisa, but her sister has been restored and some fairly odd later alterations removed to show the original vibrant colors and lighting. Some details, such as the sheemess of her shawl and the pattem on the neckine of her dress, have become utterly obscured in the original, but in the restored copy theyre perfectly It blows my mind a little bit to look at these two sisters side-by-side and imagine how much vivid detail could be hiding in the Mona Lisa under 500 years of rotten vamish. THE COPY HAS EYEBROWS Your response to a beautiful piece of artwork done by Leonardo Da Vinci himself is SHES GOT EYEBROWS. Alright. All intelligent life has been lost. Yo Snooty McSnotwhine, the Mona Lisa's vanished eyebrows have been the subject of debate and analysis in the art expert community for hundreds of years, long before your parents squirted water at each other from across the clown car and then honked their bicycle hons to indicate they really wanted to make a smug, insufferable little clown baby together this continues to be the best reply to a criticizing comment on this site Source:vastderp-place. 689,212 notes Get rekt, clown boi
Beautiful, Community, and Leonardo Da Vinci: Meet the Mona Lisa of the Prado, the earliest known copy of Da Vinci's best portrait.
 Similarity in the undersketch of the painting indicates that this was very likely painted
 concurrently with the original Mona Lisa, by a student of Da Vinci.
 There is much controversy in the art world over the question of whether or not to
 clean the fragile Mona Lisa, but her sister has been restored and some fairly odd later
 alterations removed to show the original vibrant colors and lighting. Some details,
 such as the sheemess of her shawl and the pattem on the neckine of her dress,
 have become utterly obscured in the original, but in the restored copy theyre perfectly
 It blows my mind a little bit to look at these two sisters side-by-side and imagine how
 much vivid detail could be hiding in the Mona Lisa under 500 years of rotten vamish.
 THE COPY HAS EYEBROWS
 Your response to a beautiful piece of artwork done by Leonardo Da Vinci himself is
 SHES GOT EYEBROWS. Alright. All intelligent life has been lost.
 Yo Snooty McSnotwhine, the Mona Lisa's vanished eyebrows have been the subject
 of debate and analysis in the art expert community for hundreds of years, long before
 your parents squirted water at each other from across the clown car and then honked
 their bicycle hons to indicate they really wanted to make a smug, insufferable little
 clown baby together
 this continues to be the best reply to a criticizing comment on this site
 Source:vastderp-place.
 689,212 notes
Get rekt, clown boi

Get rekt, clown boi

Advice, Animals, and Best Friend: HOW TO FIND A LOST DOG On day 12 of searching for my dog in a heavily wooded area, distraught and hopeless, I ran into a couple of hunters. They said they lost the occasional dog on a hunt but always got them back. What they told me has helped many dogs and families be reunited DOG LOST The dog ownerls) should take an article of clothing that has been worn at least all day, the longer the better, so the lost dog can pick up the scent. Bring the article of clothing to the location where the dog was last seen and leave it there. Also, if the dog has a crate & familiar toy, you can bring those too (unless location undesirable for crate). You might also want to leave a note requesting item(s) not to be moved Leave a bowl of water there too, as the dog probably hasn't had access to any. Do not bring food as this could attract other animals that the dog might avoid. Come back the next day, or check intermittently if possible. Hopefully the dog will be waiting there. I was skeptical and doubted my dog would be able to detect an article of clothing if he didn't hear me calling his name as loud as possible all day for 12 days. But I returned the next day and sure enough found him sitting there! I hope this helps someone out there who's missing a best friend. Good luck :) LifeHackable.com vastderp: adorably-confused-fallen-angel: sparklesmccheesy: ittygittydiddynator: iheichouguys: lifehackable: This is potentially life saving information everyone should know. No you guys this post helped me find my cat. He was missing for almost a month and I’ve had him for over 12 years. After seeing this I put his favorite blanket he always slept on outside hoping he would smell mine or his scent and he was back the next fucking day asleep on it. When my cat got out, we called and called for him, and then, later that night, I remembered similar advice to this, and so put his little scratching pad, which he adores, on the front porch. Not even half an hour later, I heard a thump, opened the door, and there was his big butt, meowing at me. Important and vital I don’t care that I reblogged this today I’m reblogging it again awwwww babies ;_; i hope everyone’s pets come home safe.
Advice, Animals, and Best Friend: HOW TO FIND A LOST DOG
 On day 12 of searching for my dog in a heavily
 wooded area, distraught and hopeless, I ran into a
 couple of hunters. They said they lost the occasional
 dog on a hunt but always got them back. What they
 told me has helped many dogs and families be
 reunited
 DOG LOST
 The dog ownerls) should take an article of clothing
 that has been worn at least all day, the longer the
 better, so the lost dog can pick up the scent.
 Bring the article of clothing to the location where the
 dog was last seen and leave it there. Also, if the dog
 has a crate & familiar toy, you can bring those too
 (unless location undesirable for crate). You might also
 want to leave a note requesting item(s) not to be
 moved
 Leave a bowl of water there too, as the dog probably
 hasn't had access to any. Do not bring food as this
 could attract other animals that the dog might avoid.
 Come back the next day, or check intermittently if
 possible. Hopefully the dog will be waiting there.
 I was skeptical and doubted my dog would be able
 to detect an article of clothing if he didn't hear me
 calling his name as loud as possible all day for 12
 days. But I returned the next day and sure enough
 found him sitting there!
 I hope this helps someone out there who's missing a
 best friend. Good luck :)
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This is potentially life saving information everyone should know.

No you guys this post helped me find my cat. He was missing for almost a month and I’ve had him for over 12 years. After seeing this I put his favorite blanket he always slept on outside hoping he would smell mine or his scent and he was back the next fucking day asleep on it.

When my cat got out, we called and called for him, and then, later that night, I remembered similar advice to this, and so put his little scratching pad, which he adores, on the front porch. Not even half an hour later, I heard a thump, opened the door, and there was his big butt, meowing at me.

Important and vital

I don’t care that I reblogged this today I’m reblogging it again

awwwww babies ;_; i hope everyone’s pets come home safe.

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Beautiful, Community, and Leonardo Da Vinci: mmkayn: vastderp: lalaland1212: theatre-whovian: vastderp: Meet the Mona Lisa of the Prado, the earliest known copy of Da Vinci’s best portrait. Similarity in the undersketch of the painting indicates that this was very likely painted concurrently with the original Mona Lisa, by a student of Da Vinci. There is much controversy in the art world over the question of whether or not to clean the fragile Mona Lisa, but her sister has been restored and some fairly odd later alterations removed to show the original vibrant colors and lighting. Some details, such as the sheerness of her shawl and the pattern on the neckline of her dress, have become utterly obscured in the original, but in the restored copy they’re perfectly clear. It blows my mind a little bit to look at these two sisters side-by-side and imagine how much vivid detail could be hiding in the Mona Lisa under 500 years of rotten varnish.  THE COPY HAS EYEBROWS Your response to a beautiful piece of artwork done by Leonardo Da Vinci himself is “SHES GOT EYEBROWS”. Alright. All intelligent life has been lost. Yo Snooty McSnotwhine, the Mona Lisa’s vanished eyebrows have been the subject of debate and analysis in the art expert community for hundreds of years, long before your parents squirted water at each other from across the clown car and then honked their bicycle horns to indicate they really wanted to make a smug, insufferable little clown baby together.  this continues to be the best reply to a criticizing comment on this site
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vastderp:

lalaland1212:

theatre-whovian:

vastderp:

Meet the Mona Lisa of the Prado, the earliest known copy of Da Vinci’s best portrait. Similarity in the undersketch of the painting indicates that this was very likely painted concurrently with the original Mona Lisa, by a student of Da Vinci.
There is much controversy in the art world over the question of whether or not to clean the fragile Mona Lisa, but her sister has been restored and some fairly odd later alterations removed to show the original vibrant colors and lighting. Some details, such as the sheerness of her shawl and the pattern on the neckline of her dress, have become utterly obscured in the original, but in the restored copy they’re perfectly clear.
It blows my mind a little bit to look at these two sisters side-by-side and imagine how much vivid detail could be hiding in the Mona Lisa under 500 years of rotten varnish. 

THE COPY HAS EYEBROWS

Your response to a beautiful piece of artwork done by Leonardo Da Vinci himself is “SHES GOT EYEBROWS”. Alright. All intelligent life has been lost.

Yo Snooty McSnotwhine, the Mona Lisa’s vanished eyebrows have been the subject of debate and analysis in the art expert community for hundreds of years, long before your parents squirted water at each other from across the clown car and then honked their bicycle horns to indicate they really wanted to make a smug, insufferable little clown baby together. 

this continues to be the best reply to a criticizing comment on this site

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Being Alone, Anaconda, and Beautiful: now you kno! Crows are quite similar to humans isit their aging parents many y after they have left the nest. and v ears nowyoukno.com river-cottage-dweller: solitarelee: 221cbakerstreet: spookyrawr: rassoey: avianawareness: aph-romania: reallymisscoffee: dansknapp: stultiloquentia: doctormemelordmd: fangirling-so-hard-rn: Crows are scaryThey use tools Can be taught to speak (like parrots) Have huge brains for birds like seriously their brain-to-body size ratio is equal to that of a chimpanzee They vocalize anger, sadness, or happiness in response to things they are scary smart at solving puzzles some crows stay with their mates until one of them dies they can remember faces SIDENOTE HERE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT.  They did an experiment where these guys wore masks and some of them fucked with crows.  Pretty soon the crows recognized the masks = douchebag.  But the nice guys with masks they left alone.  THEN, OH WE’RE NOT DONE, NO SIR crows that WEREN’T EVEN IN THE EXPERIMENT AND NEVER SAW THE MASK BEFORE knew about mask-dudes and attacked them on sight.  THEY PASSED ON THE FUCKING INFORMATION TO THEIR CROW BUDDIES. They remember places where crows were killed by farmers and change their migration patterns. Guys I’m really scared of crows now.(q)  Yeah but have you seen this  A colleague of my dad’s lives next to a lake, and looked out the window one morning to see a duck trapped in the ice. A crow swooped down. “Oh hell,” she thought, expecting carnage, because crows are opportunists. But the crow chipped at the ice with its beak until the duck was free. Idk of this counts but a few crows saved me from a magpie swooping attack once ,they’re bros who can tell when magpies are being unreasonable and need to chill I love crows so damn much. When I was fifteen, I hit a pretty serious bout of depression, to the point I was in my room for months. Well, a family of crows made a nest in a tree outside my window. There were two parents and two chicks. One chick was healthy and strong. One was weak, and had a caw like something being strained. It sounded more like a rooster crowing and so my parents jokingly named him ‘Buck’.Well… months passed and Buck’s sibling was taught to fly. His parents focused on the sibling because the sibling was strong. The father stayed behind to try and teach Buck, but I saw him try to fly, fail, and crash to the floor. His father helped him back up into the tree. Every day, I would watch Buck from my window until one day I opened it and started talking to him. He was small and gangly and he couldn’t caw right. His feathers were all over the place and I felt a kinship. So I made a deal with him. I told him that if he could do it, if he could fly, then I could find the strength to get up. Well… near the end of the season, after talking with him every day, I finally saw him get out of the nest. He went to the edge of his branch, braced himself, and jumped… and just before he hit the ground, he soared back up into the sky. I cheered harder than I ever had before. That winter, Buck left the area. I was crestfallen. I felt like I’d lost a friend. But I was so damn proud of him.  Cut to the next spring? I’m walking up the driveway one day when suddenly I hear a sound… a broken caw. I look up, and Buck is sitting in a tree above my head. He stared at me and puffed his feathers, then hopped down in front of me and cawed again. I was so damn thrilled, and I told him how proud I was of him. He ruffled his feathers and then soared off into his old tree.  That summer? I heard two broken caws. One from Buck… and one from his chick. Cut to ten years later? We have a family of crows who all have a very distinct caw and they come here and spend every spring, summer, and fall on our property. Buck still greets me every spring. that last reply made me wanna cry. that’s so beautiful. Don’t forget the Russian Crow SLEDDING DOWN A ROOF not once, but twice.  this one morning i kept hearing really loud caws, i remember it was like 5am, LIKE REALLY LOUD AND ANNOYING AND AGGRESSIVE, so loud that i could hear it through a closed window, and i eventually went outside to check it out. there was a crow on my front lawn, it had an injury on its head and couldn’t fly and there were two other crows circling right above it, and they were cawing like mad.  i tried to get close and take a better look and one of them dived super low and tried to attack me. so i went back in the house and chopped some sliced raw meat and tossed it at him from a distance. a few more times later, very soon after, they could tell i was trying to help, and did not attack me. i was “allowed” to walk up close and pick him up, he couldn’t drink water properly so i had to dip my finger in a bowl and stick it in his mouth. i did this few times a day and it went on for about a week before he disappeared, i thought he recovered and left, but he came back the next day and lands on me, and i see him around the block quite often, and he would come sit on my shoulder for a few minutes and then fly away again. i feel like i’ve adopted a son. Best birbs !! your son is Beautiful and Strong every time I see this post it has different crow stories and every time I reblog it again because all crow stories are good stories Such little cutie pies 😍 not to be cliché but crows are 100% my favorite birbs
Being Alone, Anaconda, and Beautiful: now you kno!
 Crows are quite similar to humans
 isit their aging parents many y
 after they have left the nest.
 and v
 ears
 nowyoukno.com
river-cottage-dweller:

solitarelee:

221cbakerstreet:

spookyrawr:

rassoey:

avianawareness:

aph-romania:

reallymisscoffee:

dansknapp:

stultiloquentia:

doctormemelordmd:

fangirling-so-hard-rn:

Crows are scaryThey
use tools
Can be taught to speak (like parrots)
Have huge brains for birds
like seriously their brain-to-body size ratio is equal to that of a chimpanzee
They vocalize anger, sadness, or happiness in response to things
they are scary smart at solving puzzles
some crows stay with their mates until one of them dies
they can remember faces
SIDENOTE HERE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT.  They did an experiment where these guys wore masks and some of them fucked with crows.  Pretty soon the crows recognized the masks = douchebag.  But the nice guys with masks they left alone.  THEN, OH WE’RE NOT DONE, NO SIR crows that WEREN’T EVEN IN THE EXPERIMENT AND NEVER SAW THE MASK BEFORE knew about mask-dudes and attacked them on sight.  THEY PASSED ON THE FUCKING INFORMATION TO THEIR CROW BUDDIES.
They remember places where crows were killed by farmers and change their migration patterns.
Guys I’m really scared of crows now.(q) 

Yeah but have you seen this 


A colleague of my dad’s lives next to a lake, and looked out the window one morning to see a duck trapped in the ice. A crow swooped down. “Oh hell,” she thought, expecting carnage, because crows are opportunists. But the crow chipped at the ice with its beak until the duck was free.

Idk of this counts but a few crows saved me from a magpie swooping attack once ,they’re bros who can tell when magpies are being unreasonable and need to chill

I love crows so damn much. When I was fifteen, I hit a pretty serious bout of depression, to the point I was in my room for months. Well, a family of crows made a nest in a tree outside my window. There were two parents and two chicks. One chick was healthy and strong. One was weak, and had a caw like something being strained. It sounded more like a rooster crowing and so my parents jokingly named him ‘Buck’.Well… months passed and Buck’s sibling was taught to fly. His parents focused on the sibling because the sibling was strong. The father stayed behind to try and teach Buck, but I saw him try to fly, fail, and crash to the floor. His father helped him back up into the tree.
Every day, I would watch Buck from my window until one day I opened it and started talking to him. He was small and gangly and he couldn’t caw right. His feathers were all over the place and I felt a kinship. So I made a deal with him. I told him that if he could do it, if he could fly, then I could find the strength to get up. Well… near the end of the season, after talking with him every day, I finally saw him get out of the nest. He went to the edge of his branch, braced himself, and jumped… and just before he hit the ground, he soared back up into the sky. I cheered harder than I ever had before.
That winter, Buck left the area. I was crestfallen. I felt like I’d lost a friend. But I was so damn proud of him. 
Cut to the next spring? I’m walking up the driveway one day when suddenly I hear a sound… a broken caw. I look up, and Buck is sitting in a tree above my head. He stared at me and puffed his feathers, then hopped down in front of me and cawed again. I was so damn thrilled, and I told him how proud I was of him. He ruffled his feathers and then soared off into his old tree. 
That summer? I heard two broken caws. One from Buck… and one from his chick.
Cut to ten years later? We have a family of crows who all have a very distinct caw and they come here and spend every spring, summer, and fall on our property. Buck still greets me every spring.

that last reply made me wanna cry. that’s so beautiful.

Don’t forget the Russian Crow SLEDDING DOWN A ROOF not once, but twice. 

this one morning i kept hearing really loud caws, i remember it was like 5am, LIKE REALLY LOUD AND ANNOYING AND AGGRESSIVE, so loud that i could hear it through a closed window, and i eventually went outside to check it out. there was a crow on my front lawn, it had an injury on its head and couldn’t fly and there were two other crows circling right above it, and they were cawing like mad. 
i tried to get close and take a better look and one of them dived super low and tried to attack me. so i went back in the house and chopped some sliced raw meat and tossed it at him from a distance.
a few more times later, very soon after, they could tell i was trying to help, and did not attack me. i was “allowed” to walk up close and pick him up, he couldn’t drink water properly so i had to dip my finger in a bowl and stick it in his mouth.
i did this few times a day and it went on for about a week before he disappeared, i thought he recovered and left, but he came back the next day and lands on me, and i see him around the block quite often, and he would come sit on my shoulder for a few minutes and then fly away again. i feel like i’ve adopted a son.

Best birbs !!


your son is Beautiful and Strong

every time I see this post it has different crow stories and every time I reblog it again because all crow stories are good stories


Such little cutie pies 😍 not to be cliché but crows are 100% my favorite birbs

river-cottage-dweller: solitarelee: 221cbakerstreet: spookyrawr: rassoey: avianawareness: aph-romania: reallymisscoffee: dansknapp: ...

Being Alone, Anaconda, and Beautiful: now you kno! Crows are quite similar to humans isit their aging parents many y after they have left the nest. and v ears nowyoukno.com river-cottage-dweller: solitarelee: 221cbakerstreet: spookyrawr: rassoey: avianawareness: aph-romania: reallymisscoffee: dansknapp: stultiloquentia: doctormemelordmd: fangirling-so-hard-rn: Crows are scaryThey use tools Can be taught to speak (like parrots) Have huge brains for birds like seriously their brain-to-body size ratio is equal to that of a chimpanzee They vocalize anger, sadness, or happiness in response to things they are scary smart at solving puzzles some crows stay with their mates until one of them dies they can remember faces SIDENOTE HERE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT.  They did an experiment where these guys wore masks and some of them fucked with crows.  Pretty soon the crows recognized the masks = douchebag.  But the nice guys with masks they left alone.  THEN, OH WE’RE NOT DONE, NO SIR crows that WEREN’T EVEN IN THE EXPERIMENT AND NEVER SAW THE MASK BEFORE knew about mask-dudes and attacked them on sight.  THEY PASSED ON THE FUCKING INFORMATION TO THEIR CROW BUDDIES. They remember places where crows were killed by farmers and change their migration patterns. Guys I’m really scared of crows now.(q)  Yeah but have you seen this  A colleague of my dad’s lives next to a lake, and looked out the window one morning to see a duck trapped in the ice. A crow swooped down. “Oh hell,” she thought, expecting carnage, because crows are opportunists. But the crow chipped at the ice with its beak until the duck was free. Idk of this counts but a few crows saved me from a magpie swooping attack once ,they’re bros who can tell when magpies are being unreasonable and need to chill I love crows so damn much. When I was fifteen, I hit a pretty serious bout of depression, to the point I was in my room for months. Well, a family of crows made a nest in a tree outside my window. There were two parents and two chicks. One chick was healthy and strong. One was weak, and had a caw like something being strained. It sounded more like a rooster crowing and so my parents jokingly named him ‘Buck’.Well… months passed and Buck’s sibling was taught to fly. His parents focused on the sibling because the sibling was strong. The father stayed behind to try and teach Buck, but I saw him try to fly, fail, and crash to the floor. His father helped him back up into the tree. Every day, I would watch Buck from my window until one day I opened it and started talking to him. He was small and gangly and he couldn’t caw right. His feathers were all over the place and I felt a kinship. So I made a deal with him. I told him that if he could do it, if he could fly, then I could find the strength to get up. Well… near the end of the season, after talking with him every day, I finally saw him get out of the nest. He went to the edge of his branch, braced himself, and jumped… and just before he hit the ground, he soared back up into the sky. I cheered harder than I ever had before. That winter, Buck left the area. I was crestfallen. I felt like I’d lost a friend. But I was so damn proud of him.  Cut to the next spring? I’m walking up the driveway one day when suddenly I hear a sound… a broken caw. I look up, and Buck is sitting in a tree above my head. He stared at me and puffed his feathers, then hopped down in front of me and cawed again. I was so damn thrilled, and I told him how proud I was of him. He ruffled his feathers and then soared off into his old tree.  That summer? I heard two broken caws. One from Buck… and one from his chick. Cut to ten years later? We have a family of crows who all have a very distinct caw and they come here and spend every spring, summer, and fall on our property. Buck still greets me every spring. that last reply made me wanna cry. that’s so beautiful. Don’t forget the Russian Crow SLEDDING DOWN A ROOF not once, but twice.  this one morning i kept hearing really loud caws, i remember it was like 5am, LIKE REALLY LOUD AND ANNOYING AND AGGRESSIVE, so loud that i could hear it through a closed window, and i eventually went outside to check it out. there was a crow on my front lawn, it had an injury on its head and couldn’t fly and there were two other crows circling right above it, and they were cawing like mad.  i tried to get close and take a better look and one of them dived super low and tried to attack me. so i went back in the house and chopped some sliced raw meat and tossed it at him from a distance. a few more times later, very soon after, they could tell i was trying to help, and did not attack me. i was “allowed” to walk up close and pick him up, he couldn’t drink water properly so i had to dip my finger in a bowl and stick it in his mouth. i did this few times a day and it went on for about a week before he disappeared, i thought he recovered and left, but he came back the next day and lands on me, and i see him around the block quite often, and he would come sit on my shoulder for a few minutes and then fly away again. i feel like i’ve adopted a son. Best birbs !! your son is Beautiful and Strong every time I see this post it has different crow stories and every time I reblog it again because all crow stories are good stories Such little cutie pies 😍 not to be cliché but crows are 100% my favorite birbs
Being Alone, Anaconda, and Beautiful: now you kno!
 Crows are quite similar to humans
 isit their aging parents many y
 after they have left the nest.
 and v
 ears
 nowyoukno.com
river-cottage-dweller:
solitarelee:

221cbakerstreet:

spookyrawr:

rassoey:

avianawareness:

aph-romania:

reallymisscoffee:

dansknapp:

stultiloquentia:

doctormemelordmd:

fangirling-so-hard-rn:

Crows are scaryThey
use tools
Can be taught to speak (like parrots)
Have huge brains for birds
like seriously their brain-to-body size ratio is equal to that of a chimpanzee
They vocalize anger, sadness, or happiness in response to things
they are scary smart at solving puzzles
some crows stay with their mates until one of them dies
they can remember faces
SIDENOTE HERE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT.  They did an experiment where these guys wore masks and some of them fucked with crows.  Pretty soon the crows recognized the masks = douchebag.  But the nice guys with masks they left alone.  THEN, OH WE’RE NOT DONE, NO SIR crows that WEREN’T EVEN IN THE EXPERIMENT AND NEVER SAW THE MASK BEFORE knew about mask-dudes and attacked them on sight.  THEY PASSED ON THE FUCKING INFORMATION TO THEIR CROW BUDDIES.
They remember places where crows were killed by farmers and change their migration patterns.
Guys I’m really scared of crows now.(q) 

Yeah but have you seen this 


A colleague of my dad’s lives next to a lake, and looked out the window one morning to see a duck trapped in the ice. A crow swooped down. “Oh hell,” she thought, expecting carnage, because crows are opportunists. But the crow chipped at the ice with its beak until the duck was free.

Idk of this counts but a few crows saved me from a magpie swooping attack once ,they’re bros who can tell when magpies are being unreasonable and need to chill

I love crows so damn much. When I was fifteen, I hit a pretty serious bout of depression, to the point I was in my room for months. Well, a family of crows made a nest in a tree outside my window. There were two parents and two chicks. One chick was healthy and strong. One was weak, and had a caw like something being strained. It sounded more like a rooster crowing and so my parents jokingly named him ‘Buck’.Well… months passed and Buck’s sibling was taught to fly. His parents focused on the sibling because the sibling was strong. The father stayed behind to try and teach Buck, but I saw him try to fly, fail, and crash to the floor. His father helped him back up into the tree.
Every day, I would watch Buck from my window until one day I opened it and started talking to him. He was small and gangly and he couldn’t caw right. His feathers were all over the place and I felt a kinship. So I made a deal with him. I told him that if he could do it, if he could fly, then I could find the strength to get up. Well… near the end of the season, after talking with him every day, I finally saw him get out of the nest. He went to the edge of his branch, braced himself, and jumped… and just before he hit the ground, he soared back up into the sky. I cheered harder than I ever had before.
That winter, Buck left the area. I was crestfallen. I felt like I’d lost a friend. But I was so damn proud of him. 
Cut to the next spring? I’m walking up the driveway one day when suddenly I hear a sound… a broken caw. I look up, and Buck is sitting in a tree above my head. He stared at me and puffed his feathers, then hopped down in front of me and cawed again. I was so damn thrilled, and I told him how proud I was of him. He ruffled his feathers and then soared off into his old tree. 
That summer? I heard two broken caws. One from Buck… and one from his chick.
Cut to ten years later? We have a family of crows who all have a very distinct caw and they come here and spend every spring, summer, and fall on our property. Buck still greets me every spring.

that last reply made me wanna cry. that’s so beautiful.

Don’t forget the Russian Crow SLEDDING DOWN A ROOF not once, but twice. 

this one morning i kept hearing really loud caws, i remember it was like 5am, LIKE REALLY LOUD AND ANNOYING AND AGGRESSIVE, so loud that i could hear it through a closed window, and i eventually went outside to check it out. there was a crow on my front lawn, it had an injury on its head and couldn’t fly and there were two other crows circling right above it, and they were cawing like mad. 
i tried to get close and take a better look and one of them dived super low and tried to attack me. so i went back in the house and chopped some sliced raw meat and tossed it at him from a distance.
a few more times later, very soon after, they could tell i was trying to help, and did not attack me. i was “allowed” to walk up close and pick him up, he couldn’t drink water properly so i had to dip my finger in a bowl and stick it in his mouth.
i did this few times a day and it went on for about a week before he disappeared, i thought he recovered and left, but he came back the next day and lands on me, and i see him around the block quite often, and he would come sit on my shoulder for a few minutes and then fly away again. i feel like i’ve adopted a son.

Best birbs !!


your son is Beautiful and Strong

every time I see this post it has different crow stories and every time I reblog it again because all crow stories are good stories


Such little cutie pies 😍 not to be cliché but crows are 100% my favorite birbs

river-cottage-dweller: solitarelee: 221cbakerstreet: spookyrawr: rassoey: avianawareness: aph-romania: reallymisscoffee: dansknapp: ...

Canada, Tokyo, and Comparison: The area of Tokyo in comparison to the area of Canada: They both have similar population
Canada, Tokyo, and Comparison: The area of Tokyo in comparison to the area of Canada: They both have similar population

The area of Tokyo in comparison to the area of Canada: They both have similar population

Drugs, Food, and Racism: OIL BASED PLASTICS ARE DESTROYING THE ENVIRONMENT WHY NOT HEMP PLASTICS THEY ARE BOTH BIODEGRADABLE AND NON-TOXIC Day 1 Day 28 Day 38 Day 58 Day 80 kzaketchum: veryangryfeminist: exasperatingme: roseynopes: graceebooks: phroyd: Hemp is so threatening to the Commodities Industry, they have Lobbied Against Legalization since the 1920s. Phroyd weed will set us free HEMP AND WEED ARE NOT THE SAME PLANT. *huffs* *clears throat* They’re cousins. They look similar, but Hemp can be used to make durable clothing, paper, biodegradable plastics, and has high nutritional value. It’s oil is good as an anti-inflammatory if taken in pill form with other medication. If you smoke hemp, you’re not going to get high. There’s no THC in hemp. Doing the above things with Marijuana is a waste of THC ;p Pot = medicinal and recreational depressant drug Hemp = practical and nutritional plant capable of replacing tree-pulp, cotton and synthetic fibers. Also replenishes the nutrients in farming soil when other food crops have depleted the nutrients (Such as corn) HALF OF THE WAR ON DRUGS  (the half that wasn’t about racism) WAS LITERALLY PAPER AND PLASTIC COMPANIES NOT WANTING THE COMPETITION  All of this is true shit. Hemp is an extremely diverse, multi-use plant with soooo many incredible possibilities and I really hope we start using it more in every day products because we need to All for biodegradable!!!
Drugs, Food, and Racism: OIL BASED PLASTICS
 ARE DESTROYING THE ENVIRONMENT
 WHY NOT HEMP PLASTICS
 THEY ARE BOTH BIODEGRADABLE AND NON-TOXIC
 Day 1 Day 28 Day 38 Day 58 Day 80
kzaketchum:

veryangryfeminist:

exasperatingme:

roseynopes:

graceebooks:

phroyd:

Hemp is so threatening to the Commodities Industry, they have Lobbied Against Legalization since the 1920s.
Phroyd

weed will set us free

HEMP AND WEED ARE NOT THE SAME PLANT. *huffs*
*clears throat*
They’re cousins. They look similar, but Hemp can be used to make durable clothing, paper, biodegradable plastics, and has high nutritional value. It’s oil is good as an anti-inflammatory if taken in pill form with other medication. If you smoke hemp, you’re not going to get high. There’s no THC in hemp.
Doing the above things with Marijuana is a waste of THC ;p
Pot = medicinal and recreational depressant drug
Hemp = practical and nutritional plant capable of replacing tree-pulp, cotton and synthetic fibers. Also replenishes the nutrients in farming soil when other food crops have depleted the nutrients (Such as corn)

HALF OF THE WAR ON DRUGS  (the half that wasn’t about racism) WAS LITERALLY PAPER AND PLASTIC COMPANIES NOT WANTING THE COMPETITION 

All of this is true shit. Hemp is an extremely diverse, multi-use plant with soooo many incredible possibilities and I really hope we start using it more in every day products because we need to


All for biodegradable!!!

kzaketchum: veryangryfeminist: exasperatingme: roseynopes: graceebooks: phroyd: Hemp is so threatening to the Commodities Industry, th...

Bad, Definitely, and Fucking: eve peyser @evepeyser Follow silicon valley would be a different place if the thinkfluencing CEOs had ever taken a bus, even just one time Lyft Shuttle addresses both those issues by having you walk to a nearby pick up spot, get in a shared car that follows a pre-designated route, and drops you (and everyone else) off at the same stop. So, basically, you share a ride with other people (most of the time) so your ride price is lower, but you know exactly how long the ride will take because you're on a pre-designated route. Retweets Likes 825 1,815 4:25 PM-19 Jun 2017 032 t 825 1.8K Matt Novak @paleofuture 5m holy shit this is literally just a fucking bus route burn silicon valley to the ground and salt the ashes lifehacker.com/lyft-s-new- shu... John Manoochehri @jmanooch Replying to @paleofuture I agree, but then why didn't cities invent this if it's so obvious? 3m Matt Novak @paleofuture Replying to @jmanooch I honestly can't tell if you're joking 2m John Manoochehri Replying to @paleofuture I am definitely not joking. You do righteous anger well but explain why transit authorities didn't set this up? 22aa @hupperts 7h Replying to @hupperts what if we took lyft shuttle, and moved it underground, and dug out special tunnels for them to drive around in underground sa @hupperts 7h too bad no city has invented this or anything remotely similar to it at all Hell's RainbowTM @GCraftyCouture 7h What even is mass transit? sa @hupperts 7h nothing without the lyft brand 21
Bad, Definitely, and Fucking: eve peyser
 @evepeyser
 Follow
 silicon valley would be a different place if the
 thinkfluencing CEOs had ever taken a bus,
 even just one time
 Lyft Shuttle addresses both those issues by having you walk to a nearby pick up
 spot, get in a shared car that follows a pre-designated route, and drops you (and
 everyone else) off at the same stop. So, basically, you share a ride with other
 people (most of the time) so your ride price is lower, but you know exactly how
 long the ride will take because you're on a pre-designated route.
 Retweets Likes
 825 1,815
 4:25 PM-19 Jun 2017
 032 t 825 1.8K

 Matt Novak @paleofuture
 5m
 holy shit this is literally just a fucking bus
 route burn silicon valley to the ground and
 salt the ashes lifehacker.com/lyft-s-new-
 shu...
 John Manoochehri @jmanooch
 Replying to @paleofuture
 I agree, but then why didn't cities invent this
 if it's so obvious?
 3m
 Matt Novak @paleofuture
 Replying to @jmanooch
 I honestly can't tell if you're joking
 2m
 John Manoochehri
 Replying to @paleofuture
 I am definitely not joking. You do righteous
 anger well but explain why transit
 authorities didn't set this up?

 22aa @hupperts 7h
 Replying to @hupperts
 what if we took lyft shuttle, and moved it underground, and dug out special
 tunnels for them to drive around in underground
 sa @hupperts 7h
 too bad no city has invented this or anything remotely similar to it at all
 Hell's RainbowTM @GCraftyCouture 7h
 What even is mass transit?
 sa @hupperts 7h
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Anime, Shit, and Sorry: A marble bust of Caligula restored > to its original colours. The colours were identified from particles trapped in the marble. thescienceofjohnlock: ten-and-donna: themarysue: humansofcolor: prokopetz: sarahtypeswords: wetorturedsomefolks: memejacker: several-talking-corpses: memejacker: caligula had anime eyes wait romans painted their marble sculptures it looks like a cheap theme park ride mascot yep here’s a statue of Augustus and here’s a reproduction of the statue with the colors restored  i honestly think that what we consider the height of sculpture in all of Western civilization being essentially the leftover templates of gaudy pieces of theme park shit to be evidence of the potential merit of found art “I tried coloring it and then I ruined it” And you know what the funniest part is? The paint didn’t just wear off over time. A bunch of asshole British historians back in the Victorian era actually went around scrubbing the remaining paint off of Greek and Roman statues - often destroying the fine details of the carving in the process - because the bright colours didn’t fit the dignified image they wished to present of the the cultures they claimed to be heirs to. This process also removed visible evidence of the fact that at least some of the statues thus stripped of paint had originally depicted non-white individuals. Whenever you look at a Roman statue with a bare marble face, you’re looking at the face of imperialist historical revisionism. (The missing noses on a lot of Egyptian statues are a similar deal. It’s not that the ancient Egyptians made statues with strangely fragile noses. Many Victorian archaeologists had a habit of chipping the noses off of the statues they brought back, then claiming that they’d found them that way - because with the noses intact, it was too obvious that the statues were meant to depict individuals of black African descent.) Sorry, I keep reblogging this over and over, the last comment is unbelievable. Wow. WUT Knowledge bomb! Many more fig leaves in strategic places appeared thanks to the Victorians too.
Anime, Shit, and Sorry: A marble bust of Caligula restored >
 to its original colours. The colours were
 identified from particles trapped in the
 marble.
thescienceofjohnlock:
ten-and-donna:

themarysue:

humansofcolor:

prokopetz:

sarahtypeswords:

wetorturedsomefolks:

memejacker:

several-talking-corpses:

memejacker:

caligula had anime eyes

wait romans painted their marble sculptures
it looks like a cheap theme park ride mascot

yep
here’s a statue of Augustus
and here’s a reproduction of the statue with the colors restored 

i honestly think that what we consider the height of sculpture in all of Western civilization being essentially the leftover templates of gaudy pieces of theme park shit to be evidence of the potential merit of found art

“I tried coloring it and then I ruined it”

And you know what the funniest part is? The paint didn’t just wear off over time. A bunch of asshole British historians back in the Victorian era actually went around scrubbing the remaining paint off of Greek and Roman statues - often destroying the fine details of the carving in the process - because the bright colours didn’t fit the dignified image they wished to present of the the cultures they claimed to be heirs to. This process also removed visible evidence of the fact that at least some of the statues thus stripped of paint had originally depicted non-white individuals.
Whenever you look at a Roman statue with a bare marble face, you’re looking at the face of imperialist historical revisionism.
(The missing noses on a lot of Egyptian statues are a similar deal. It’s not that the ancient Egyptians made statues with strangely fragile noses. Many Victorian archaeologists had a habit of chipping the noses off of the statues they brought back, then claiming that they’d found them that way - because with the noses intact, it was too obvious that the statues were meant to depict individuals of black African descent.)

Sorry, I keep reblogging this over and over, the last comment is unbelievable. Wow.

WUT


Knowledge bomb!


Many more fig leaves in strategic places appeared thanks to the Victorians too.

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Being Alone, Bodies , and Fire: KIC STA 10 Here's a salutary lesson for anyone who uses Original Source mint and tea tree shower gel for the first time. It's pretty strong stuff. How strong? THIS strong. I Know, I Need To Stop Talking Yesterday at 2:35am Um, Original Source.. can we talk? I'd like to take you back to around 6.45am this morning, when I stepped into my bath, and found that my usual, rather innocuous bottle of shower gel (Waitrose essentials, Rose) had run out. A tad irritating, but fortuitously, I had a solution close to hand. A brand new, unopened bottle of your very own Mint and Tea Tree Shower Gel. My bodily cleanliness was assured once more. I breathed a sigh of relief I took the Mint and Tea Tree Shower Gel and began to work it into a lather I applied it to first one leg, then the other, and shaved them diligently (Yes, feel free to be impressed at my commitment to body defoliation at 6.45am on a Wednesday morning. I was too.) So far, so good. I washed my arms and shaved underneath them. I washed my neck, breasts, stomach and back. Thus far, it had been a positively first class bathing experience. And then. AND THEN. Oh. Dear, God. MY VAGINA WAS ABLAZE "MY FUCKING FLAPS!!!!" For a moment, I wasn't entirely sure what had happened. Had I repeated the never to be forgotten error when I managed to apply hair removal cream which was strictly not for front bottoms to my front bottom? Had a stray spark inadvertently set light to my pubic thatch? BECAUSE IT FUCKING FELT LIKE IT Yes, Original Source, your innocuous looking green bottle of so called shower gel, it turns out, is an absolute fucking liability. MY FLAPS WERE ON FUCKING FIRE. I had a quick look at the ingredients list to see if it contained gasoline. It did not. There was a warning though. 'KEEP AWAY FROM EYES. Keep away from eyes? KEEP AWAY FROM EYES? Franky my eyes were the least of my problems right now. I frantically scrubbed my flaps, which by now felt as though they were being ceremoniously scrubbed by ants wearing ice skates laced with chilli sauce. 7,929 tingling leaves' claimed the front of the bottle. Tingling? TINGLING? This wasn't tingling my minge. It was starting a fucking bush fire down there. (Pun entirely intended. You can thank me later.) Some twelve hours later, my front bottom has finally calmed down, though may well be suffering from as yet unconfirmed PTSD. My eyes have eventually stopped watering. And so, in the interests of public safety, I thought I would pen you this missive. May I suggest a rebranding of the front of your bottles of Mint and Tea Tree Shower Gel? Something along the lines of the following: 7,927 tingling leaves which will accost your genitalia until it screams for mercy If nothing else, it will certainly stand out on the shelf Anyways, thanks for brightening up my morning. And my front bottom, which has never been so lively Kisses, IKINTST xxx She's not the alone one to have had such an experience. Mary E Sparrow We have a bottle of this and I made the same mistake! And then to add fuel to the fire, shaved my delicate area! My husband and our son also made the mistake of applying it to their bobby danglers and let's just say their golden balls shot back up inside their bodies and didn't come out again for days!!! So we feel your pain and reading this I cried laughing, partly in mirth and partly discomfort at the memory Wendy Tinsley I'm assuming its a similar sensation to when your dick of a Husband replaces the andrex bum wipes with flash lemon fresh wipes... Was like my minnie has been dipped Fiona Neale I used this on my little boy when he was tiny, didn't think about the effects. As soon as I had scrubbed him clean he announced that his winky had pins and needles'. He sat for an hour with a cold flannel on him and still likes to remind me of his trauma Of couse there must be someone like it Kirren Gumbo Summers I find it quite refreshing, V especially if used to clean your ring, it's like having a midget that's eaten extra strong mints, blow on your rusty bullet hole all day- most welcome in the midst of summer Woman’s hilarious ‘flaps on fire’ rant goes viral after using Original Source mint shower gel
Being Alone, Bodies , and Fire: KIC
 STA
 10
 Here's a salutary lesson for anyone who uses Original
 Source mint and tea tree shower gel for the first time. It's
 pretty strong stuff. How strong? THIS strong.
 I Know, I Need To Stop Talking
 Yesterday at 2:35am
 Um, Original Source.. can we talk?
 I'd like to take you back to around 6.45am this morning, when I stepped
 into my bath, and found that my usual, rather innocuous bottle of shower
 gel (Waitrose essentials, Rose) had run out. A tad irritating, but
 fortuitously, I had a solution close to hand. A brand new, unopened bottle
 of your very own Mint and Tea Tree Shower Gel. My bodily cleanliness was
 assured once more. I breathed a sigh of relief
 I took the Mint and Tea Tree Shower Gel and began to work it into a lather
 I applied it to first one leg, then the other, and shaved them diligently
 (Yes, feel free to be impressed at my commitment to body defoliation at
 6.45am on a Wednesday morning. I was too.) So far, so good.
 I washed my arms and shaved underneath them. I washed my neck,
 breasts, stomach and back. Thus far, it had been a positively first class
 bathing experience.
 And then.
 AND THEN.
 Oh. Dear, God.
 MY VAGINA WAS ABLAZE
 "MY FUCKING FLAPS!!!!"
 For a moment, I wasn't entirely sure what had happened. Had I repeated
 the never to be forgotten error when I managed to apply hair removal
 cream which was strictly not for front bottoms to my front bottom? Had a
 stray spark inadvertently set light to my pubic thatch?
 BECAUSE IT FUCKING FELT LIKE IT
 Yes, Original Source, your innocuous looking green bottle of so called
 shower gel, it turns out, is an absolute fucking liability. MY FLAPS WERE
 ON FUCKING FIRE. I had a quick look at the ingredients list to see if it
 contained gasoline. It did not. There was a warning though. 'KEEP AWAY
 FROM EYES. Keep away from eyes? KEEP AWAY FROM EYES? Franky
 my eyes were the least of my problems right now.
 I frantically scrubbed my flaps, which by now felt as though they were
 being ceremoniously scrubbed by ants wearing ice skates laced with chilli
 sauce. 7,929 tingling leaves' claimed the front of the bottle. Tingling?
 TINGLING? This wasn't tingling my minge. It was starting a fucking bush
 fire down there. (Pun entirely intended. You can thank me later.)
 Some twelve hours later, my front bottom has finally calmed down, though
 may well be suffering from as yet unconfirmed PTSD. My eyes have
 eventually stopped watering. And so, in the interests of public safety, I
 thought I would pen you this missive.
 May I suggest a rebranding of the front of your bottles of Mint and Tea
 Tree Shower Gel? Something along the lines of the following:
 7,927 tingling leaves which will accost your genitalia until it screams for
 mercy
 If nothing else, it will certainly stand out on the shelf
 Anyways, thanks for brightening up my morning. And my front bottom,
 which has never been so lively
 Kisses, IKINTST xxx
 She's not the alone one to have had such an experience.
 Mary E Sparrow We have a bottle of this and I
 made the same mistake! And then to add fuel to
 the fire, shaved my delicate area! My husband and
 our son also made the mistake of applying it to
 their bobby danglers and let's just say their golden
 balls shot back up inside their bodies and didn't
 come out again for days!!! So we feel your pain
 and reading this I cried laughing, partly in mirth
 and partly discomfort at the memory
 Wendy Tinsley I'm assuming its a similar
 sensation to when your dick of a Husband
 replaces the andrex bum wipes with flash lemon
 fresh wipes... Was like my minnie has been dipped
 Fiona Neale I used this on my little boy when he
 was tiny, didn't think about the effects. As soon as
 I had scrubbed him clean he announced that his
 winky had pins and needles'. He sat for an hour
 with a cold flannel on him and still likes to remind
 me of his trauma
 Of couse there must be someone like it
 Kirren Gumbo Summers I find it quite refreshing, V
 especially if used to clean your ring, it's like having
 a midget that's eaten extra strong mints, blow on
 your rusty bullet hole all day- most welcome in the
 midst of summer
Woman’s hilarious ‘flaps on fire’ rant goes viral after using Original Source mint shower gel

Woman’s hilarious ‘flaps on fire’ rant goes viral after using Original Source mint shower gel