Bug bite? Press a “warm* spoon onto the spot. The heat will destroy the protein that caused the reaction and the itching will stop.
Bikes have serial numbers. Write yours down and keep it in a safe place in the event your bike is stolen so you can easily identify your property off craigslist and such.
When delivering a speech, print it and change the text color every four lines to keep your place.
Use “Crtl + Backspace” to delete entire words at a time.
To avoid a generic answer: Ask, “What have you been listening to lately?” instead of, “What kind of music do you like?”
Can’t focus at the computer? Play music from a video game soundtrack. It’s designed to keep you engaged, and helps you focus on what you’re working on.
- Getting asks isn’t a regular thing, I still smile when I see Messages (1).
- People don’t reblog me ASAP. Sure, I get reblogged 20 or 30 notes, if I’m lucky.
- I don’t get asked for pictures of me.
- People don’t ask me for requests.
- I don’t have a lot to offer.
- most of my blog is 99.9% reblogs
- i LOVE every little follower of mine
Mary ‘Unique’ Spears, 27, was killed by a gunshot wound to the head outside the American Legion Joe Louis Post No 375 on Detroit’s east side in the early hours of Saturday morning.
Where’s that quote again, that feminism makes men feel bad but that misogyny gets women killed?
Can we talk about how this woman is reported to have repeatedly told this man that she was not interested?
Can we talk about how she informed him that she was already taken even though, as has often been pointed out, a woman’s relationship status should not mean anything if she still tells someone NO?
Can we talk about how this man continued to harass her until he decided he didn’t like her answer and killed her for it?
Can we talk about how several other people were injured because this man couldn’t get it through his skull that this particular woman had utterly no interest in having sex with him?
Can we talk about how this group of family and friends who had just attended the funeral of someone else they lost must now the plan another funeral because a woman had the gall to turn down a man’s advances?
Can we talk about the three little boys who no longer have a mother?
And can we talk about the usual suspects on Tumblr, who often harshly decry misogyny and wave the great feminist flag so that women can be treated as equal and not mere sex objects, have been utterly mum on this incident?
Or should we just wait until it’s a white man pulling the trigger and a white woman getting killed? Is that when we’ll talk about this?
Reblog the fuck out of this.
"Those people with stretched ears and tattoos are all bad news."
107,000 NOTES IS NOT ENOUGH.
i’ve reblogged this about 6 times. i’ll never not reblog this.
"And all guys who take AP classes and play sports are tasteful &great respectful young men"
like I get the point but regardless real men do rape they aren’t imaginary and they aren’t reptilian overlords they are men and very much real
then no you don’t get the point. the meaning of the phrase isn’t literal, it’s metaphoric. obviously actual men commit rape, the point is if you’re someone who would do that then you have no right to call yourself a man, let alone a human being.
you’re a piece of crap who’s unworthy of walking on the face of the earth
The Women Who Mapped the Universe And Still Couldn’t Get Any Respect
In 1881, Edward Charles Pickering, director of the Harvard Observatory, had a problem: the volume of data coming into his observatory was exceeding his staff’s ability to analyze it. He also had doubts about his staff’s competence–especially that of his assistant, who Pickering dubbed inefficient at cataloging. So he did what any scientist of the latter 19th century would have done: he fired his male assistant and replaced him with his maid, Williamina Fleming. Fleming proved so adept at computing and copying that she would work at Harvard for 34 years–eventually managing a large staff of assistants.
So began an era in Harvard Observatory history where women—more than 80 during Pickering’s tenure, from 1877 to his death in 1919— worked for the director, computing and cataloging data. Some of these women would produce significant work on their own; some would even earn a certain level of fame among followers of female scientists. But the majority are remembered not individually but collectively, by the moniker Pickering’s Harem.
When Neil deGrasse Tyson told the accomplishments of “Pickering’s Harem” on Cosmos, he added the postscript, “I’ll bet you never heard the names of any of these women.”
"I wonder why." Some of the best shade thrown, ever.