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HeyHayley!
Accurately describes my life.
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2013-06-10
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2013-05-28
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2013-05-25
true life: BBC documentaries make me cry.
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Yeah!
LIFE
EWWWWWW
LESBIANS ARE GROSSSSSSSSS
FUCK YOU ALLY YOU DON’T WANT TO FUCK THE HOT MEN EITHER SO DON’T EVEN ACT ALL SUPERIOR AS FUCK IN YOUR HETERONESS BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT YOU FUCKER. ALSO HOW DARE YOU SUGGEST YOU ARE MORE QUEER THAN ME BLAH BLAH BLAH WHATEVS DON’T EVEN ACT LIKE IT. I DON’T EVEN FUCKING KNOW BUT I AM QUEER AS THEY COME AND DON’T EVEN FUCKER
WHATEVER
FUCK YOU BITCH YOU ARE ONLY INTO ONE GENDER
I AM FUCKING INTO ALL OF THEM
JE SUIS PLUS QUEER QUE TOI
DON’T EVEN ATTEMPT TO USE LE FRANCOIS AGAINST ME!!!!!!!
PENISES SHOULD NOT EXIST!!! DON’T DENY
WHATEVER PENISES SCARE THE SHIT OUT OF ME
AS DO ALLSEX ORGANS
BUT I AM INTO ALL OF THE GENDERS AND SEXES
AND YOU ARE ONLY INTO THE WOMENZ
THEREFORE I AM MORE QUEER THAN YOU
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
I AM DRUNK DON’T HATE ME
YOU DON’T EVEN FUCK ALL YOUR ARGUMENTS ARE INVALID
I AM FUCKING ASEXUAL YOU FUCKING BITCH ASS MOTHERFUCKER
I CAN BE QUEER WITHOUT FUCKING PEOPLE
YOU AND YOUR FUCKING HUMAN NATURE BASE SEXUAL DESIRE BULLSHIT CAN GO DIE IN A FUCKING ROMANTIC WESTERN HUMANIST HOLE WITH ROUSSEAU AND NEIL POSTMAN AND ALL THOSE OTHER WHITE MALE MOTHERFUCKERS
FUCK FUck FUCK FUCK YOU BITOCH. I AM THE ONES WHO TOOK THE TRAUMATIC MORNOM ROMANTICISM CLASS BIZZZNIITTCH> SO LETS GO ON A DURNK AND SMOKING WALK AND CALL IS TRUCEEEEE
You guys are in the same flat, so I am beyond curious what your actual drunk in-person conversations are. <3 I MISS 804 TAKE ME HOME.
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2013-05-22
#latergram #MonumentAvenue #lee #monuments #blackandwhite #rva #instagramrva #favoriteplaces
Either this is the traffic circle that I have gotten stuck in with three different drivers or I’m way too out of touch and need to come home and visit everything ASAP.
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2013-05-08
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2013-05-02
Things I never thought I would complain about in a piece of academic writing: the application of lube in slash fanfic.
(You know a straight woman’s probably writing homoerotic fanfic when lube is consciously included in a handjob but not for first-time anal sex.) -
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Syrup: Four types of women.
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2013-04-29
tedx:
Michael McDaniel & Jared Ficklin are designers at frog design, a firm in Austin, TX responsible for a multitude of products, from ovens to compost systems to apps to breast scanners. At this year’s TEDxAustin, the pair introduced their plan to re-invent urban mass transit through flying cars: high-flying gondolas running via cables stretched over cities — a little bit like ski lifts.
How would this crazy idea work? From their talk:
What if I told you — in the whole area of mass transit, there is one industry that competes on the basis of how many people they can carry per hour without a schedule? Further, they do it moving only 1 to 6 people at a time.
I’m talking about the ski industry: the Zillertal ski area in Austria — they hold the record for lift capacity. They have a system of 174 chairs and gondolas that can move 298,000 people per hour. So if you ran that on a 24-hour cycle, that would be 74 million people a day,and if they weren’t skiing down, and you were carrying them down, that’d be 14 million people per day. That’s a lot of people. And to put those max capacity numbers into perspective, the New York City subway only has to carry 5.3 million people on a given weekday…
Now we’re not exactly saying chairlifts are the best solution for urban transit — there would be a lot of dropped iPhones — but if you were looking for inspiration on how to move a lot of people without a schedule, the ski industry is an excellent place to start. And one innovation you’re going to find there is called the high-speed detachable gondola.
Now these are essentially 4-6 person cars that cruise along at about 12 to 15 MPH attached to a cable supported by towers. For all practical purposes, they are flying cars. So they’re called “detachable” because as they come in through a station, they actually let go of the cable — release from the cable — and slow down to just below walking speed (about 2 MPH) as they glide through the station. Now this allows people to easily load and unload off the cars across a flat, level platform. Then the cars essentially accelerate back up and to line speed and reattach to the cable.Now, the operation is continuous — it doesn’t stop — so you catch the first available car as it drifts through the station. Some of the other advantages of it being a detachable car is that, essentially, we can add and remove vehicles to the line in real time. Now this really eases maintenance, cleaning, and also helps us save energy by matching peak demand…All of this together forms a new form of mass transit for cities called urban cable.
The Wire is our vision for a user-centered, practical mass transit system for cities like Austin...The Wire can cover the exact same routes as [urban light rail], but it can go places surface rail simply can’t go.…Imagine flying into Austin, and catching The Wire at the airport. The stop could be located right on top of the attached parking garage, so you would simply walk and roll your luggage right on the first available car and fly out. There’s not waiting and no schedules because it’s constantly in motion…there’s no stoplights in the air; these things run constantly…The ability to put [stations] in the air means they can sit on top of parking garages or they could be over the top of intersections…You could have one that had a rooftop pocket park, or one integrated with retail.
With all these possibilities, it creates new opportunities for public / private partnerships. You could even envision a stop integrated into the lower floors of an existing high-rise building. This means more ways to share costs. It encourages smart growth. It allows us to build community around commuting.
For more information on urban cable and The Wire, watch Michael and Jared’s entire talk, “A mass transport system in the sky” from TEDxAustin 2013.
Source: tedx
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2013-04-25
After learning my flight was detained 4 hours,
I heard the announcement:
If anyone in the vicinity of gate 4-A understands any Arabic,
Please come to the gate immediately.Well—one pauses these days. Gate 4-A was my own gate. I went there.
An older woman in full traditional Palestinian dress,
Just like my grandma wore, was crumpled to the floor, wailing loudly.
Help, said the flight service person. Talk to her. What is her
Problem? we told her the flight was going to be four hours late and she
Did this.I put my arm around her and spoke to her haltingly.
Shu dow-a, shu- biduck habibti, stani stani schway, min fadlick,
Sho bit se-wee?The minute she heard any words she knew—however poorly used—
She stopped crying.She thought our flight had been canceled entirely.
She needed to be in El Paso for some major medical treatment the
Following day. I said no, no, we’re fine, you’ll get there, just late,Who is picking you up? Let’s call him and tell him.
We called her son and I spoke with him in English.
I told him I would stay with his mother till we got on the plane and
Would ride next to her—Southwest.She talked to him. Then we called her other sons just for the fun of it.
Then we called my dad and he and she spoke for a while in Arabic and
Found out of course they had ten shared friends.Then I thought just for the heck of it why not call some Palestinian
Poets I know and let them chat with her. This all took up about 2 hours.She was laughing a lot by then. Telling about her life. Answering
Questions.She had pulled a sack of homemade mamool cookies—little powdered
Sugar crumbly mounds stuffed with dates and nuts—out of her bag—
And was offering them to all the women at the gate.To my amazement, not a single woman declined one. It was like a
Sacrament. The traveler from Argentina, the traveler from California,
The lovely woman from Laredo—we were all covered with the same
Powdered sugar. And smiling. There are no better cookies.And then the airline broke out the free beverages from huge coolers—
Non-alcoholic—and the two little girls for our flight, one African
American, one Mexican American—ran around serving us all apple juice
And lemonade and they were covered with powdered sugar too.And I noticed my new best friend—by now we were holding hands—
Had a potted plant poking out of her bag, some medicinal thing,With green furry leaves. Such an old country traveling tradition. Always
Carry a plant. Always stay rooted to somewhere.And I looked around that gate of late and weary ones and thought,
This is the world I want to live in. The shared world.Not a single person in this gate—once the crying of confusion stopped
—has seemed apprehensive about any other person.They took the cookies. I wanted to hug all those other women too.
This can still happen anywhere.Not everything is lost.
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Naomi Shihab Nye (b. 1952), “Wandering Around an Albuquerque Airport Terminal.” I think this poem may be making the rounds, this week, but that’s as it should be. (via awelltraveledwoman)
I have always loved this poem so very much.
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