Y'all this is a piece of history right here. Every single time you see a reference to a "shovel talk" in fic, defined here as "someone threatening harm to a potential romantic partner of a friend/loved one," it's referencing this scene. This scene specifically. Everywhere else that is not fannish internet, that interaction is referred to a "shotgun talk," referencing the father threatening a daughter's boyfriend with a shotgun. This scene gave a lot of people a chance to reframe that interaction in terms of a protective friend rather than a possessive father, which for a lot of obvious reasons resonated with people a whole fucking lot, and it immediately spread like wildfire into fannish and then general internet lexicon. I've seen people try and backronym it into an extension of the shotgun talk, as in, "I've got a shotgun and a shovel to bury you with," but I've asked a lot of rednecks from a lot of different necks of the woods and no one has ever encountered that variant in brickspace life. It's all Buffy, babey. This shit is linguistic history in the making.

(via @naamahdarling )

You don’t want to commit to the sit until you can commit to the sit

never thought i'd be sitting here realizing just how much i take sitting for granted

Thanks, OP. 

also your body doesn’t necessarily work on a daily cycle, it’s not so neat as to understand linear time and how we choose to divide it. You don’t have to try and find perfect balance every single day, sometimes you will go three or four days eating less or eating more. Sometimes you will crave fats or salts or sugars or greens for a few days at a time before your body will decide it’s gathered enough resources in one particular department. The balance is achieved over time and in uneven tides, and that’s good and fine.

Original post has been going around for years now but this fairly recent addition is a really good one I needed to be reminded of too. We don’t just reset to 0 every night.

Could i not have seen that before Christmas? Anyway, queueing this for next december to save a life.

This is how they wrap surgical sets before sterilizing them (in a cloth not paper...god I wosh the cloth is a pain in the ass) except when they tuck the last bit in, they fold it over so the end is poking out of the box (like a pull tab).

I wrap gifts in fabric, not paper, but this is a brilliant way to recycle paper or use fabric to wrap.

reblog if you are an ad hating commie

not so fast, in the review of gusteau’s anton ego compares gusteau to chef boyardee or hector boiardi with a tone implying that boyardee is dead and in history

given that gusteau died shortly after this and the will takes 2 years after death

assuming that ego’s review was the same year that boiardi died then the absolute EARLIEST the movie can take place is 1987

and about the incredibles, when looking for the scene with the newspaper i stumbled across this

a headline from 2002, and given that lawsuits generally take a while and september to december is really quick for the banning of supers so let’s say they were banned in mid 2003, at the EARLIEST incredibles can take place in 2018, with ratatouille taking place sometime in between 2003 and 2018

assuming that was a mistake, thunderhead died november 15 1958, a date where superheroes would’ve been illegal if incredibles 1 took place in 1962

and adding onto the impossibility of the date being 1962 his death is included in the shutdown reports of the national supers agency

so the year in which the movies take place is impossible to find because the staff of the incredibles couldn’t chose a date and commit to it

I take it back

This is the level of hyperanalystic bullshit I live for

IS NO ONE GONNA MENTION THAT THUNDERHEAD IS GAY?!?!

OMG OMG OMG

“loves kids, adopted single father of 5 children, raising them with help of his roommate, Scott” 

oh my god, they were roommates

This is why I will never delete tumblr