A virtual hoard of the shiny things I find on the internet.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
THE ONE IN THE WHITE TOWEL THOUGH
I…can’t even tell you how much this photo has improved my mood.
(Source: kitten-burrito)
when a single no-context GIF is insufficient
At first I’m like
But then I swing to
because, really:
I need to get to
But right now I’m at
High heels can be a pain in the feet - The Washington Post
But ladies, don’t forget: If you aren’t wearing them, you “aren’t making an effort.”
things people I work with have said to me recently about my pregnant appearance
“You look big! Like, really big!”
“You look so adorable. No, I mean it. So adorable.”
“Wait, that’s a maternity dress? It’s so cute. I wonder if I could wear it…”
I watched this for a full minute.
*stares*
bowties with sugar snaps, lemon and ricotta | smitten kitchen
I want to make this. Right now. With asparagus instead of sugar snap peas, since that’s what I have around.
That will mean going out for ricotta…
Fathers' Day
Me: Schrödinger got you this for Fathers' Day.
Tom: Oh! Hah!
Me: I helped him pick it out.
Tom: I should hope so...
I want to stress this again: In many, many parts of the country right now, if you want to go to see a movie in the theater and see a current movie about a woman — any story about any woman that isn’t a documentary or a cartoon — you can’t. You cannot. There are not any. You cannot take yourself to one, take your friend to one, take your daughter to one.
There are not any.
By far your best shot, numbers-wise, at finding one that’s at least even-handedly featuring a man and a woman is Before Midnight (on 891 screens) so I hope you like it. Because it’s pretty much that or a solid, impenetrable wall of movies about dudes.
Dudes in capes, dudes in cars, dudes in space, dudes drinking, dudes smoking, dudes doing magic tricks, dudes being funny, dudes being dramatic, dudes flying through the air, dudes blowing up, dudes getting killed, dudes saving and kissing women and children, and dudes glowering at each other.
Somebody asked me this morning what “the women” are going to do about this. I don’t know. I honestly am at the point where I have no idea what to do about it. Stop going to the movies? Boycott everything?
They put up Bridesmaids, we went. They put up Pitch Perfect, we went. They put up The Devil Wears Prada, which was in two-thousand-meryl-streeping-oh-six, and we went (and by “we,” I do not just mean women; I mean we, the humans), and all of it has led right here, right to this place. Right to the land of zippedy-doo-dah. You can apparently make an endless collection of high-priced action flops and everybody says “win some, lose some” and nobody decides that They Are Poison, but it feels like every “surprise success” about women is an anomaly and every failure is an abject lesson about how we really ought to just leave it all to The Rock.
At The Movies, The Women Are Gone : Monkey See : NPR
The whole article is fantastic, as is pretty much everything Linda Holmes writes.
(via kdhart)
Reblogging this again because I want to shout it from the rooftops.
(via door)Home is where your wi-fi connects automatically.
This needs to be on a shirt
