matt just fired half the remaining tumblr support staff lmao

from my sources adjacent to tumblr--from which i can spread rumors and insider information freely because i dont give a fuck about ever working in the tech sector--im hearing this round of firings was focused on purging the senior staff, and not just from support but from the entire remaining tumblr workforce. i'm hearing there are about 25 people left.

Unmute !

POV: You are Simba

Love it when you can see the impending disaster before it hits, lol.

you know the camera is going down, so you’re just guessing which dog it’s gonna be

until suddenly you know

I took that sugar cube as a child. I also remember the March of Dimes sign on the easel at many stores, all with dimes stuck on them.

I've told this story more than once, and I'm telling it again because it changed my life. When I was a kid I was terrified of needles, and hated getting all my shots. I was a sick kid with a lot of undiagnosed disabilities, and my gramp picked up on the anxiety I had and decided to talk to me about it. He offered to take me to get my flu shot for a christmas gift that year, and when I grumbled about getting a flu shot he said, "well, I had scarlet fever when I was your age. My parents didn't believe in doctors so I wasn't allowed to get my shots, and so I got very sick and almost died."

It stopped me in my tracks. I was 6. I had heard from adults my whole life that shots were important, but I didn't really understand the consequences of not getting them. I asked him to tell me why his parents didn't believe in doctors. He said he grew up out in the midwest on a farm, and his parents were "a type of christian" that believed people got sick because god wanted them to get sick, and going to the doctor was going against what god wanted. His parents were terrified of making god angry, which was something I could understand considering I was raised evangelical. But I was confused because he HADN'T died. I asked him how he'd made it this far if he had never been allowed to go to the doctor and he'd been so sick.

And he told me that when he turned 15 he'd run away from home, hopped on a train that took him all the way up to New York, and started asking door to door where he could get these new vaccines he'd heard about. Everyone told him the air force base was the place to go. He went in, asked around, and got his vaccines. At 16, he had his very first annual physical. Shortly after he met my gram, who was the telephone operator for the doctors office he went to every year for his checkups. And he told me as we sat there in the doctor's office that he was the ONLY person on both sides of his family to live past the age of 60.

I was both horrified and amazed. I went in, got my shot, and he held my hand and said he was proud of me because what I was doing was important. I was still very scared of needles, but it was easier to deal with the sore arm knowing I was keeping myself safe. He lived to be 90 years old, and he was proud to be the first person in his assisted living facility to be vaccinated for covid. When we went to visit him for his 90th birthday just before he died I asked him what he was proud of doing now that he was 90, and he said he was proud of living this long because as a child no one believed anyone could survive the things he could. He said he was perfectly happy to have married, had kids and grandkids, and eat his Applebees knowing he'd cheated death 15 times over.

An opinion piece I photographed from an 1860s small press periodical from Hartford Connecticut.

Get your fucking vaccinations.

I feel like people are missing the Very Important reference picture and that's just criminal. Clearly if you look at the dog that inspired the piece, you would understand the inherent validity of the voters' choice.

Thank you for that addition but I assure you we all already understood the the validity of the voters choice

matt just fired half the remaining tumblr support staff lmao

posting this for no particular reason

Slack Wyrm #1370

I drew a bunch of silly stuff with my werewolf woman and decided to gather it one post. Sometimes you just have to decompress through being goofy

You can read about her here.

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These comics are just some silliness I drew for fun. It's not really canon, she lives in a separate setting (not our world) and isn't able to talk as a werewolf. Her original story is also pretty rough and tragic.

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Pumpkin carving comic was a reward I drew for my patron Taxis

Beach comic was a reward I drew for my patron Shroom The Gordon Ramsay art is a result of a silly Patreon discussion x)

Updated the post, check it out 💅

maybenoots is the only one who understands

HOW MUCH TIME CAN IT BLOODY TAKE, FOR A PARCEL TO BE SHIPPED FROM DAMN SWEDEN

I have a similar problem with Canada before my president did the whole tariffs thing.

Order something from China - 3 weeks MAX. order from Canada? I might see it in two to three months.

One is across an entire freaking ocean. The other is my upstairs neighbor. Who really knows how mail and shipping works.

At this point, I'm thinking mail and shipping companies just live in a different world entirely, and you better pray to any and all gods out there that the store itself doesn't have weird policies on top of any laws/rules/taxes etc.

An "express shipping" order took two weeks to get from Germany to me. Glad about shops/bands that are concerned about environment, but did they really have to send it via a train tho :')

highly recommend keeping a small portrait of a historical figure who met a grisly end on your work desk. for perspective.

me: oh thomas cromwell, we're really in it now. every day i get emails.

the postcard of thomas cromwell i keep on my desk: i was on committees with the duke of norfolk. and they beheaded me.

me: yep. good point.

me: cromwell. cromwell this post has got too big and famous and people are starting to misunderstand me on it.

the postcard of thomas cromwell i keep on my desk: oh no! you achieved too much fame and status? and now people are misrepresenting you? should we strip your lands and title? have you been beheaded?

me: YES ALRIGHT FINE

Irina Dumitrescu, "Swan, Late: The unexpected joys of adult beginner ballet."