Saturday, April 19, 2014
feelinghellastabby:

New York tumblr meetup. The night has been amazing; this is the reason I came out here. Absolutely worth it.

Look at us cuties!

feelinghellastabby:

New York tumblr meetup. The night has been amazing; this is the reason I came out here. Absolutely worth it.

Look at us cuties!

This little guy is the chilliest sleepy piano-kitten. Now he just needs a name!

This little guy is the chilliest sleepy piano-kitten. Now he just needs a name!

littlebluepeep:

blueandbluer:

ralphthemouth:

lady—hulk:

It just keeps…… getting. …. better


I don’t need to understand this to support it.

I am so happy this exists in the world

littlebluepeep:

blueandbluer:

ralphthemouth:

lady—hulk:

It just keeps…… getting. …. better

I don’t need to understand this to support it.

I am so happy this exists in the world

(Source: melhoresgifsdomundo)

We’re on our way home from Casa CK! Little man isn’t a huge fan of the train, but he’s got a catnip toy to mellow him out some and he seems to be dealing with it by taking a nap.

Had the fun lazy Saturday morning of waking up at like 9 for an hour or so and then passing back out and really getting up at noon.

I’m off to the bodega for a breakfast sandwich and coffee. Last night was fun meeting a lot of you ladies!

Friday, April 18, 2014

Tumblr ladies at Revival!

We’re upstairs way back by the windows. I’m wearing a very colorful jacket.

wow these jeans look great
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but they look familiar
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oh

(Source: seba-stan)

cowboykiller:

ladyspookypants:

Eeeee! Provided he’s healthy, velocipedestrienne, Harry and I are totally gonna adopt the little kitten that jumped into cowboykiller's arms last night.

He’s so gorgeous. I’m so excited. And maybe introducing him to the house will help in making Cinder and Coal a little more social.

You could name him Cowboy.

Kidding.

Only half kidding.

;-)

I dunno I was kinda thinking Seymour….

Eeeee! Provided he’s healthy, velocipedestrienne, Harry and I are totally gonna adopt the little kitten that jumped into cowboykiller's arms last night.

He’s so gorgeous. I’m so excited. And maybe introducing him to the house will help in making Cinder and Coal a little more social.

legs-benedict:

cowboykiller:

Please reblog!

This little gray tabby baby jumped into my lap last night while I was on my stoop. I’m in Sunset Park on 40th Street. He’s perfectly behaved, not fixed, super snuggly, super sweet.

I’m going to call around to local rescues to try and place him but I’m not optimistic for his chances of finding a spot.

I’m really not in a position to keep him beyond today.

I’ll happily transport him anywhere in NYC within reason, and if you can pick him up I’ll throw in a spare Boda dome litter box.

Hit up my ask box you are interested/know a rescue with room.

Thanks!

YOU NEED THIS SWEET BABBY IN YOUR LIFE

zhombied replied to your post: Fucking ModCloth. They sent a 20% off …

Fuck that is basically the bag I’ve been hunting for for spring but I’m broke. :’(

It’s on sale for $60 right now and the designer has a few other bags up as well and maybe you can find them elsewhere on the internet? I know ModCloth isn’t always the best option price-wise for some pieces.

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Fucking ModCloth.

They sent a 20% off code to me today and I was gonna resist temptation until at least later this weekend but then I remembered I actually do need new shorts.

And then I caved and got this bag, which, man, I do not need another bag right now but it is soooooooo pretty!

bombing:

turns out a creampie isn’t a pastry and the internet is a disgusting place

theatlantic:

The Quiet Radicalism of All That

The ’90s were golden years for Nickelodeon. The children’s cable television network was home to now cult-classic shows like Are You Afraid of the Dark? (1991-2000), Clarissa Explains It All (1991-’94), The Secret Life of Alex Mack (1994-’98), and Salute Your Shorts (1991-’92)—arguably heretofore unmatched in their clever, un-condescending approach to entertaining young people. Nick News with Linda Ellerbee launched in 1992, and remains to this day one of the only shows on-air devoted to frank, engaging discussions of teen issues and opinions.
But perhaps the program that best embodied the values of Nick in those years was All That, a sketch-comedy show that premiered 20 years ago today. Created by Brian Robbins and Mike Tollin, All That ran for an impressive 10 seasons before it was canceled in 2005. The prolific franchise spawned a number of spin-offs (Good Burger, Kenan & Kel, The Amanda Show) and launched the careers of several comedy mainstays: Kenan Thompson, Amanda Bynes, Nick Cannon, and Taran Killam.
Like Saturday Night Live (which would later hire Thompson and Killam), All That was a communal pop-cultural touchstone. The parents of ’90s kids had the Church Lady, “more cowbell,” and Roseanne Roseannadanna; the kids themselves, though, had Pierre Escargot, “Vital Information,” and Repairman Man Man Man, and we recited their catch-phrases to one another in the cafeteria and on the playground. Although All That was clearly designed as a SNL, Jr., of sorts, it wasn’t merely starter sketch comedy—it was an admittedly daring venture for a children’s network to embark on.
In its own right, All That was a weirdly subversive little show. It never explicitly crossed the line into “mature” territory, but it constantly flirted with the limits of FCC-approved family-friendliness. Take, for instance, the “Ask Ashley” sketch. A barely tween-aged Amanda Bynes (Seasons Three to Six), played an adorably wide-eyed video advice-columnist. Ashley (“That’s me!”) would read painfully dimwitted letters from fans with clearly solvable problems. (Example: “Dear Ashley, I live in a two-story house and my room is upstairs. Every morning, when it’s time to go to school, I jump out the window. So far I’ve broken my leg 17 times. Do you have any helpful suggestions for me?”) She would wait a beat, smile sweetly into the camera, then fly into a manic rage; emitting a stream of G-rated curses, always tantalizingly on the verge of spitting a true obscenity into the mix.
Read more. [Image: Nickelodeon]

theatlantic:

The Quiet Radicalism of All That

The ’90s were golden years for Nickelodeon. The children’s cable television network was home to now cult-classic shows like Are You Afraid of the Dark? (1991-2000), Clarissa Explains It All (1991-’94), The Secret Life of Alex Mack (1994-’98), and Salute Your Shorts (1991-’92)—arguably heretofore unmatched in their clever, un-condescending approach to entertaining young people. Nick News with Linda Ellerbee launched in 1992, and remains to this day one of the only shows on-air devoted to frank, engaging discussions of teen issues and opinions.

But perhaps the program that best embodied the values of Nick in those years was All That, a sketch-comedy show that premiered 20 years ago today. Created by Brian Robbins and Mike Tollin, All That ran for an impressive 10 seasons before it was canceled in 2005. The prolific franchise spawned a number of spin-offs (Good Burger, Kenan & Kel, The Amanda Show) and launched the careers of several comedy mainstays: Kenan Thompson, Amanda Bynes, Nick Cannon, and Taran Killam.

Like Saturday Night Live (which would later hire Thompson and Killam), All That was a communal pop-cultural touchstone. The parents of ’90s kids had the Church Lady, “more cowbell,” and Roseanne Roseannadanna; the kids themselves, though, had Pierre Escargot, “Vital Information,” and Repairman Man Man Man, and we recited their catch-phrases to one another in the cafeteria and on the playground. Although All That was clearly designed as a SNL, Jr., of sorts, it wasn’t merely starter sketch comedy—it was an admittedly daring venture for a children’s network to embark on.

In its own right, All That was a weirdly subversive little show. It never explicitly crossed the line into “mature” territory, but it constantly flirted with the limits of FCC-approved family-friendliness. Take, for instance, the “Ask Ashley” sketch. A barely tween-aged Amanda Bynes (Seasons Three to Six), played an adorably wide-eyed video advice-columnist. Ashley (“That’s me!”) would read painfully dimwitted letters from fans with clearly solvable problems. (Example: “Dear Ashley, I live in a two-story house and my room is upstairs. Every morning, when it’s time to go to school, I jump out the window. So far I’ve broken my leg 17 times. Do you have any helpful suggestions for me?”) She would wait a beat, smile sweetly into the camera, then fly into a manic rage; emitting a stream of G-rated curses, always tantalizingly on the verge of spitting a true obscenity into the mix.

Read more. [Image: Nickelodeon]