Mixed Memes Monday
You know, 4 days early.
Pink stopped her show in the middle of a song because a little girl in the audience was crying. Seems some people were fighting around her and she was scared. Pink gave her a stuffed frog, a rice krispie treat, and told her she looked beautiful “all in pink”.
I love this woman. TJ and I may come to blows in competition.
The Office (via thegreg)
Oh, can I get a witness up in here?
If you’re pretty, you’re an object. If you’re ugly, you’re a worthless object.
We really really really can’t win.
I’m a firm believer that beauty is NOT skin deep. Beauty does not solely lie in a woman’s (or a man’s) physical features, but radiates from deep within her. Intelligence, confidence, humility, passion, wisdom, compassion, humor, vulnerability, honesty… I think these are the things, or some of them anyway, that make a woman truly beautiful, and a man truly handsome.
I’m not going to say that the physical doesn’t play a role in things, but if you don’t have the things I listed above, I don’t care how hot you are, you’re not worth my time.
Bulldozer destroys Mayan pyramid in Belize
A construction company has essentially destroyed one of Belize’s largest Mayan pyramids with backhoes and bulldozers to extract crushed rock for a road-building project, authorities announced on Monday.
The head of the Belize Institute of Archaeology, Jaime Awe, said the destruction at the Nohmul complex in northern Belize was detected late last week. The ceremonial center dates back at least 2,300 years and is the most important site in northern Belize, near the border with Mexico.
I just can’t even
Opening a conversation on women’s health.
Because so many people seem to be missing it, here’s the account she wrote herself. It took 3 months, was completed 17 days ago, and she still has what I can only assume is a “banging set of boobies”, to borrow from one of the tweets.
Oh, and she reduced her chance of developing breast cancer from 87% to under 5%.
If you’re making snide remarks about this woman for taking steps to prolong her life, you can eat a bag of dicks. As every remark I’ve seen today has come from a male member of the species, you can start with your own.
So today Angelina Jolie had double mastectomy, which is the removal of one’s breasts, to prevent Breast cancer. So instead of praising Angelina on her bravery, men on Twitter decided to ridicule her, even calling her stupid for removing her breasts. For those of you on Tumblr that are attacking Feminists about being delusional about sexism against women and misogyny here’s your fucking proof that sexism and misogyny exists.
And stupidity. If any of these people had read the article she wrote about it, she had the breast tissue removed and implants put in its place, so she still has breasts.
Reading is fundamental, penis having douche bags.
Edited to add a link to the NY Times article.
I have no idea and I’m sorry
Oh my GOD but this is funny.
After 12 months in therapy (as of 3 days ago) this is no longer my problem. These days, this is my biggest hope.
I’m far from perfect and still get down on myself when I do something stupid, but now I can learn, forgive myself, and move on. I’m comfortable with who I am, and continue seeking to improve.
In the end, though, I know that not everyone will like me. Different world views, conflicting personalities, incompatible values or beliefs… there will always be people out there that just don’t like me or that I won’t like, and that’s ok. In a world of nearly 7 billion people, it’s to be expected.
Not sure why I’m writing this. Then again, maybe I should wonder why I don’t write more.
Oh well. Back to work.
Um, ok, two things:
I don’t know why Tony giving out his address was such a big deal since everyone knew who he was anyway. Are you seriously telling me that the Mandarin couldn’t have found his address in like 2 minutes in Google?
Um, so how did that work out for you, Tony? And how did it work out for Batman when Ra’s al Ghul found out his identity and where he lived?
Moral of the story, folks: Keep your superhero identity a secret. Otherwise you’re just asking for more trouble than you already have. Which, knowing every superhero ever, you probably don’t need.
One of the main driving forces of Tony Stark’s character is that he’s the “arrogant bastard” who honestly gets off on people knowing who he is.
Leave. Tony. Alone. If you don’t get why he did that, then you don’t get Iron Man. So stick with the “super-hero” who went into hiding. :). …. (Sorry, Michelle)
Oh, don’t even try that weak ass ”U DONT GET IRON MAN” song and dance on me.
Did you watch the movie?
Or, perhaps I should say, did you pay attention to the movie?
Remember the scene in the phone booth when he calls Pepper and says (paraphrasing): “So, calling out the Mandarin like that was stupid and put you in jeopardy. I’m sorry and I won’t do that again.”
Tony later realized it was a stupid thing to do. If you don’t realize it too, you’re not being “True to the Spirit of Iron Man” you’re ignoring what actually happened in the actual movie.
Does that mean Tony will stop being an arrogant bastard? Of course not. Leopards and spots and all that. But Tony from the actual movie actually said “Hey, wow, that was dumb, I shouldn’t have done that because it nearly got Pepper killed.”
The major arc of the movie was about him growing, changing, and learning about how mistakes he made in the past came back to bite him in the ass.
If you don’t think he has regrets and wishes that he could do things differently, I suggest you go back and re-watch the movies from the beginning, because you’ve missed some of the plot details.
TJ is my nerd hero.
saltcaramels replied your post I lost some followers lately. Not sure if it’s the pron blogs droppin me finally realizing I’m not following back or someone real who either left Tumblr or dropped me like a bad habit.As long as the music’s not too loud and the party finishes well before bedtime!
I have hearing issues and I am usually too tired to function by 10 so we should be good. Dinner at 3, bed by 6!
Value this time in your life kids, because this is the time in your life when you still have your choices, and it goes by so quickly. When you’re a teenager you think you can do anything, and you do. Your twenties are a blur. Your thirties, you raise your family, you make a little money and you think to yourself, “What happened to my twenties?” Your forties, you grow a little pot belly you grow another chin. The music starts to get too loud and one of your old girlfriends from high school becomes a grandmother. Your fifties you have a minor surgery. You’ll call it a procedure, but it’s a surgery. Your sixties you have a major surgery, the music is still loud but it doesn’t matter because you can’t hear it anyway. Seventies, you and the wife retire to Fort Lauderdale, you start eating dinner at two, lunch around ten, breakfast the night before. And you spend most of your time wandering around malls looking for the ultimate in soft yogurt and muttering “how come the kids don’t call?” By your eighties, you’ve had a major stroke, and you end up babbling to some Jamaican nurse who your wife can’t stand but who you call mama. Any questions?