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I don’t know. Say it with me: I don’t know. Good God, it is liberating, I am a towering mountain of ignorance, I DON’T KNOW! {x}

(Source: sansa-swifts, via effyeahnerdfighters)

— 2 days ago with 2312 notes
9gag:

Obacat. #9gag

more like Obameow

9gag:

Obacat. #9gag

more like Obameow

— 3 days ago with 455 notes

humorking:

whythatsbullshit:

someclevermoniker:

buzzfeed:

This is how kids reacted when they were shown same-sex marriage proposal videos. Kids these days. 

"how will we explain homosexuality to our children" I think maybe they should explain it to you

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forever reblog

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— 3 days ago with 576499 notes

heyfunniest:

midnightwolfpack:

darthsquidget:

heyfunniest:

random-and-interesting:

Introducing, Dodocool Lightning Cable

Dodocool - $9.97

Apple - $19.00

IT’S CHEAPER TOO GUYS 

NO MORE BROKEN LIGHTNING CABLE FOR ME YESS

For anyone with an iPhone

there’s a thing for other devices too!!!!

2-in-1 Lightning cable and Micro USB charger!!

it can charge either an apple product or android product! 

It’s MFi certified (Made For iPhone,iPad, iPod) 

so you don’t have to worry about ‘This cable or accessory is not certified and may not work reliably…

I GOT MINE TODAY, I LOVE IT SO MUCH IT HURTS

— 3 days ago with 117906 notes
lexxercise:

dresdencodak:

doggedlyjo:

dresdencodak:

Fair enough. I assume you mean when I started Dresden Codak? I’ll break down the honest-to-goodness process of the early comics:
Draw comics in mechanical pencil on the back of my statistics homework (never turned in) and then ink on top of that with a micron pen.
Sneak into the Honors College study room (from which I was expelled for poor grades) and use their scanner.
Use a mouse and a bootleg copy of Photoshop 7 to color the pages.
Upload it to my site, which at the time was flat HTML that I’d written from scratch.
And that’s it!

reblogging this for the reminder that grades and a college degree are by no means the be-all end-all of life. 

There’s some truth to this. I’d like to share some further biographical information:
I’m a college dropout. In 2006 I left school after a little over four years because I kept changing majors (physics, anthropology, computer science, then art) and it had reached a point where it was difficult for me to afford to keep going to school (I was paying my own way with various jobs).
The reason I had kept changing majors was because I was terrified that I’d picked the “wrong” career, with most of those academic decisions based around what careers seemed prestigious. I wanted to be an engineer because I liked the idea of being an engineer, then a programmer because I liked the idea of being a programmer, but I was never happy doing any of these things, and it showed. I’d always been groomed to be a good student, and for most of my career I was good at doing what I was told.
I’d always been creative, doing little projects on the side. I wrote a sci-fi novel when I was 19 (never shared it), some poems in physics class, and even some fake news stories about Popeye before I was kicked off the university paper. I also made films with friends for many years. I was told these were “good hobbies,” that once I became a respected and financially stable engineer/programmer/scientist, that I could then do what made me happy on the side. A nervous breakdown during my college career, however, made it clear that “waiting to be happy” was a psychologically unstable strategy. I couldn’t wait for someone else to grant me permission to do what I wanted with my life.
So, in 2005, during a statistics class that I would eventually fail, I started drawing Dresden Codak. I hadn’t seriously drawn in many years, but it’s something you don’t totally lose. They were pretty bad drawings, but I didn’t care. I enjoyed it and decided that doing what I really liked to do now was better than hoping I could do it later. I wasn’t looking for a career at the time, I just realized how much I loved making comics and knew that I should do whatever I could to keep making them. It took about a year for me to decided that being a cartoonist was what I really wanted. I changed my major to art briefly, but eventually accepted that paying for a degree wasn’t something that was going to help me at that point. 
After that, in 2006, I took a chance and dropped out. I worked an office job full time during the day while drawing Dresden Codak full time at night. I slept about 3 hours a night, but it didn’t matter. I was doing what I wanted, and it kept me going. Then, toward the end of 2007 I found out, through Topatoco, that I had enough readers to justify selling some merchandise. To my genuine surprise, as soon as we put the store up, I was making more money than my office job (which I promptly quit). From there I packed up, moved out of Alabama and never looked back.
Dresden Codak has been my full-time job ever since. It’s let me travel the country and meet amazing people while making a pretty comfortable living, but most importantly I get to do what I enjoy more than anything else. Ever since, I make all of my life decisions based on maximizing what I really want to do, and so far it’s served me well.
Don’t interpret this as an anti-education/college story or anything like that. I just think often we expect success if we do X, Y and Z, when in reality such a thing can’t be reliably handed to you by an authority. Start doing what you want to do now, because life’s far too short to wait around to be happy.

As soon as I saw this on my dash, I knew I had to share it with you guys. I feel like it’s so easy to see successful artists and get discouraged when you’re just starting out. To think that if you don’t have the same opportunities as they do, or access to a fancy degree, or professional tools, that you’ll never get there yourself.
The path to success and happiness is different for everyone. There is no formula—no magic tool or diploma that will get you there—and it might take longer to achieve for some than others.There is no age before or after which somehow legitimizes or delegitimizes your efforts; I’m on the cusp of 30 and still trying to figure things out. But it’s so important that you find a way to do what you love and what makes you happy. Even if it never becomes your job. Even if you can’t spend more than 10 minutes on it every day. Even if it only exists on the backs of napkins and scraps of paper. Even if no one else sees it but you.
-L

lexxercise:

dresdencodak:

doggedlyjo:

dresdencodak:

Fair enough. I assume you mean when I started Dresden Codak? I’ll break down the honest-to-goodness process of the early comics:

  1. Draw comics in mechanical pencil on the back of my statistics homework (never turned in) and then ink on top of that with a micron pen.
  2. Sneak into the Honors College study room (from which I was expelled for poor grades) and use their scanner.
  3. Use a mouse and a bootleg copy of Photoshop 7 to color the pages.
  4. Upload it to my site, which at the time was flat HTML that I’d written from scratch.

And that’s it!

reblogging this for the reminder that grades and a college degree are by no means the be-all end-all of life. 

There’s some truth to this. I’d like to share some further biographical information:

I’m a college dropout. In 2006 I left school after a little over four years because I kept changing majors (physics, anthropology, computer science, then art) and it had reached a point where it was difficult for me to afford to keep going to school (I was paying my own way with various jobs).

The reason I had kept changing majors was because I was terrified that I’d picked the “wrong” career, with most of those academic decisions based around what careers seemed prestigious. I wanted to be an engineer because I liked the idea of being an engineer, then a programmer because I liked the idea of being a programmer, but I was never happy doing any of these things, and it showed. I’d always been groomed to be a good student, and for most of my career I was good at doing what I was told.

I’d always been creative, doing little projects on the side. I wrote a sci-fi novel when I was 19 (never shared it), some poems in physics class, and even some fake news stories about Popeye before I was kicked off the university paper. I also made films with friends for many years. I was told these were “good hobbies,” that once I became a respected and financially stable engineer/programmer/scientist, that I could then do what made me happy on the side. A nervous breakdown during my college career, however, made it clear that “waiting to be happy” was a psychologically unstable strategy. I couldn’t wait for someone else to grant me permission to do what I wanted with my life.

So, in 2005, during a statistics class that I would eventually fail, I started drawing Dresden Codak. I hadn’t seriously drawn in many years, but it’s something you don’t totally lose. They were pretty bad drawings, but I didn’t care. I enjoyed it and decided that doing what I really liked to do now was better than hoping I could do it later. I wasn’t looking for a career at the time, I just realized how much I loved making comics and knew that I should do whatever I could to keep making them. It took about a year for me to decided that being a cartoonist was what I really wanted. I changed my major to art briefly, but eventually accepted that paying for a degree wasn’t something that was going to help me at that point.

After that, in 2006, I took a chance and dropped out. I worked an office job full time during the day while drawing Dresden Codak full time at night. I slept about 3 hours a night, but it didn’t matter. I was doing what I wanted, and it kept me going. Then, toward the end of 2007 I found out, through Topatoco, that I had enough readers to justify selling some merchandise. To my genuine surprise, as soon as we put the store up, I was making more money than my office job (which I promptly quit). From there I packed up, moved out of Alabama and never looked back.

Dresden Codak has been my full-time job ever since. It’s let me travel the country and meet amazing people while making a pretty comfortable living, but most importantly I get to do what I enjoy more than anything else. Ever since, I make all of my life decisions based on maximizing what I really want to do, and so far it’s served me well.

Don’t interpret this as an anti-education/college story or anything like that. I just think often we expect success if we do X, Y and Z, when in reality such a thing can’t be reliably handed to you by an authority. Start doing what you want to do now, because life’s far too short to wait around to be happy.

As soon as I saw this on my dash, I knew I had to share it with you guys. I feel like it’s so easy to see successful artists and get discouraged when you’re just starting out. To think that if you don’t have the same opportunities as they do, or access to a fancy degree, or professional tools, that you’ll never get there yourself.

The path to success and happiness is different for everyone. There is no formulano magic tool or diploma that will get you thereand it might take longer to achieve for some than others.There is no age before or after which somehow legitimizes or delegitimizes your efforts; I’m on the cusp of 30 and still trying to figure things out. But it’s so important that you find a way to do what you love and what makes you happy. Even if it never becomes your job. Even if you can’t spend more than 10 minutes on it every day. Even if it only exists on the backs of napkins and scraps of paper. Even if no one else sees it but you.

-L

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— 4 days ago with 3545 notes

lacigreen:

joponyhere:

lillianloverly:

THIS IS A PSA

THIS APP IS CALLED SAFETREK AND IS ABSOLUTELY INVALUABLE TO ANYONE WALKING ANYWHERE WHERE THEY DONT FEEL SAFE

YOU ENTER YOUR INFO AND SET A PIN AND THEN WHENEVER YOU DONT FEEL SAFE, YOU HOLD DOWN THE BLUE BUTTON UNTIL YOU DO

ONCE YOU RELEASE THE BUTTON, YOU HAVE 10 SECONDS TO ENTER YOUR PIN, AND IF YOU DONT THE POLICE WILL BE NOTIFIED OF YOUR LOCATION AND DISTRESS CALL

I TRULY BELIEVE THIS APP CAN HELP SOMEONE OUT THERE SO PLEASE DOWNLOAD IT

https://itunes.apple.com/us/app/safetrek/id716262008?mt=8

signal boost the shit out of this

THIS IS AMAZING SPREAD THE WORD

— 4 days ago with 288670 notes
starborn-vagaboo:

assuming-dinosaur:

guyrim:

dezeen:

The “first man-made biological leaf” could enable humans to colonise space»

if you aren’t hyped about synthetic life and colonizing space then get out of my face

Speaking of synthetic life and going to space, scientists are planning to explore Mars with robot pterodactyls.
If the leaves work, though, that would be neat!

THIS GOT BETTER.

starborn-vagaboo:

assuming-dinosaur:

guyrim:

dezeen:

The “first man-made biological leaf” could enable humans to colonise space»

if you aren’t hyped about synthetic life and colonizing space then get out of my face

Speaking of synthetic life and going to space, scientists are planning to explore Mars with robot pterodactyls.

If the leaves work, though, that would be neat!

THIS GOT BETTER.

(via tankarank)

— 4 days ago with 67742 notes
http://inkclaws.tumblr.com/post/92934745890/dogslug-skulkraken-i-always-feel-so →

dogslug:

skulkraken:

i always feel so pretentious reblogging those HOW TO TALK TO ARTISTS, HOW TO BEFRIEND ARTISTS type posts but

recently ive made the mistake of giving out my skype to anyone who asks even if ive never spoken to them and its mostly just “subtle” requests for tattoo…

(Source: ogrin)

— 4 days ago with 104 notes
sjanae:

kylesimmonsstache:

bastealinghearts:

Apparently kylesimmonsstache gets really excited about art.

LET’S FUCKIN TALK ABOUT ART

"REGULAR" ART

FANART

OH WHOA THAT’S A SWEET ASS MOTHERFUCKING CLASSICAL PAINTING BUT THEN FUCKIN LOOK AT THE DETAIL

JESUS CHRIST

TTHHHIIISSSSS IISSSSS AAAAA PAAAIINNNTTTIIINNNGGGG?!!?!!?!!!?!?!!! WHAT TO HECK????

FUCKIN SWEET ASS DAFT PUNK COLORED PENCILS HELLA

LOOK AT THIS AND TELL ME IT ISN’T FUCKIN RAD AS HELL

MOTHERFUCKING EMBROIDERY?!!!!!!?!?!!?!!?

THIS LOOKS LIKE A SCENE OUT OF A MOVIE

OH SWEET LOOK AT THIS SCULPTURE RIGHT

JUST WAIT A FUCKIN MINUTE HERE

THIS IS A DRAWING MADE TO LOOK LIKE A SCULPTURE I CAN’T FUCKING

LOOK MORE SWEET ASS COLORED PENCIL DRAWINGS
NOW I’M ABOUT TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT MY BRO BERNINI OKAY JUST TRUST ME ON THIS

ALREADY GORGEOUS RIGHT

FUCKING LOOK AT THAT LOOK AT IT I’M FUCKING

HOW DOES MARBLE LOOK LIKE GOSSAMER FABRIC HOOOOOWWWW??!!!!?

I love this so much.

sjanae:

kylesimmonsstache:

bastealinghearts:

Apparently kylesimmonsstache gets really excited about art.

LET’S FUCKIN TALK ABOUT ART

image

"REGULAR" ART

image

FANART

image

OH WHOA THAT’S A SWEET ASS MOTHERFUCKING CLASSICAL PAINTING BUT THEN FUCKIN LOOK AT THE DETAIL

image

JESUS CHRIST

image

TTHHHIIISSSSS IISSSSS AAAAA PAAAIINNNTTTIIINNNGGGG?!!?!!?!!!?!?!!! WHAT TO HECK????

image

FUCKIN SWEET ASS DAFT PUNK COLORED PENCILS HELLA

image

LOOK AT THIS AND TELL ME IT ISN’T FUCKIN RAD AS HELL

image

MOTHERFUCKING EMBROIDERY?!!!!!!?!?!!?!!?

image

THIS LOOKS LIKE A SCENE OUT OF A MOVIE

image

OH SWEET LOOK AT THIS SCULPTURE RIGHT

image

JUST WAIT A FUCKIN MINUTE HERE

image

THIS IS A DRAWING MADE TO LOOK LIKE A SCULPTURE I CAN’T FUCKING

image

LOOK MORE SWEET ASS COLORED PENCIL DRAWINGS

NOW I’M ABOUT TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT MY BRO BERNINI OKAY JUST TRUST ME ON THIS

image

ALREADY GORGEOUS RIGHT

image

FUCKING LOOK AT THAT LOOK AT IT I’M FUCKING

image

HOW DOES MARBLE LOOK LIKE GOSSAMER FABRIC HOOOOOWWWW??!!!!?

I love this so much.

(Source: prettylittl3flower, via azikeos)

— 4 days ago with 350441 notes
Anonymous asked: What is 50 shades of grey about? And what's so bad about it?


Answer:

middleclassreject:

dysonrules:

aconissa:

50 Shades of Grey was originally fanfiction based on the Twilight series, which was then published as a novel (along with 2 subsequent books). It sold over 100 million copies around the world and topped best-seller lists everywhere. It’s about to be adapted into a film, set to come out early next year.

It follows a college student named Ana Steele, who enters a relationship with a man named Christian Grey and is then introduced to a bastardised and abusive parody of BDSM culture.

While the book is paraded as erotica, the relationship between Ana and Christian is far from healthy. The core mantra of the BDSM community is “safe, sane and consensual”, and 50 Shades is anything but. None of the rules of BDSM practices (which are put in place to protect those involved) are actually upheld. Christian is controlling, manipulative, abusive, takes complete advantage of Ana, ignores safe-words, ignores consent, keeps her uneducated about the sexual practices they’re taking part in, and a multitude of other terrible things. Their relationship is completely sickening and unhealthy.

Basically, “the book is a glaring glamorisation of violence against women,” as Amy Bonomi so perfectly put it. 

It’s terrible enough that a book like this has been absorbed by people worldwide. Now, we have a film that is expected to be a huge box-office success, and will likely convince countless more young women that it’s okay not to have any autonomy in a relationship, that a man is allowed to control them entirely. It will also show many young men that women are theirs to play with and dominate, thus contributing to antiquated patriarchal values and rape culture.

REBLOG FOREVER.

Boycott this fucking movie, for the love of god. These kinds of ideas are dangerous and set us back as a society 

— 4 days ago with 102672 notes
littlefolks:

“There are legends and myths aplenty. There are many stories in sagas in the Book of Visdom. And all of them are true. Legend about a brave Skurmb, who alone reached the top of the Pot, where he found a boiling lake filled with ancient Limestoners. Saga about the witty Ferlumps wandering as far as the Vast Gardens, meeting in their travels last of the Giant Folk. What about the myth considering creation of the five nations? Yes, all of this mythos are of extreme importance. But there is one… shortest, yet most important.
An ancient story treating about the very beginning of the Residence, the world of all of the little folks. In the beginnings, there was only green void, and on this void the Giant Folks arrived - titans of unimaginable powers, capable of making items and curios as colossal as they were, like the gods they truly are. These were Giants - and in such ancient times there were so many of them, tens, who knows, maybe even hundreds! - decided to create a new world, filling the void with vastness of their cretivity and their miraculous wonders. Eons passed and finally, the undertaking of the Giants was completed - the Residence was made, a glorious land filled with many spectacular realms, like Kitchen, Bathroom or the Study… And for the time, it was good, and for the time, the Giants lived and occupied it fully.
And then, as if the Residence alone wanted to fill every corner of its existance with life, our ancestors came to be - Pumplins, whose lived in the darkest corners of the Residence in fear of their mighty gods, the Giants. But then, the titans of old vanished, left the world they made, ascended to other, surely bigger and more glorious realms and worlds they crafted, leaving the Residence empty and free for the taking for anyone willing to reach their hands. Many a Pumplins wandered then, all over the many chamber-realms of the Residence, reaching lands of the Kitchen or the Office… But plenty still remained in the Basement, afraid of the giant world, clinging to their old ways and the comfort of the darkness.
Centuries passed, and from the first settlements of the Pumplins grew up to form separate races and nations of the Residence. Ferplunks of the Office, Pulpans of the Kitchen, Skulkans of the Chimney, Awpals of the Bathroom and of course Dummis of the Library. But alas, the primordial Pumplins that lived the harsh lifes in the darkness of the cellar did not rest either - hidden from the eyes of the new nations, slowly consumed by malevolant darkness and the everlasting dust, they transformed, turned from any light, forming a new form - Gnarples, who now dream about conquering the Residence to sink it in eternall darkness. And that is how the world is: our Residence and our Little Folk”
- Book of Visdom, ver. 2-67, chapter I ‘Genesum’.


So here we are. Blog shifted and I noticed the emigration, thankfully not as bad - which makes me happy - and rather slow! So maybe some of us want to see my little project going on ;) Today post is a brief intro story to the creation of the various races of the little folks as is written in the holy book of their main religion - Returnism. Also, a bit of evening art to go with it, the Holy Book itself, kept in the light in the main temple of the Dummi - race of the Library…

littlefolks:

“There are legends and myths aplenty. There are many stories in sagas in the Book of Visdom. And all of them are true. Legend about a brave Skurmb, who alone reached the top of the Pot, where he found a boiling lake filled with ancient Limestoners. Saga about the witty Ferlumps wandering as far as the Vast Gardens, meeting in their travels last of the Giant Folk. What about the myth considering creation of the five nations? Yes, all of this mythos are of extreme importance. But there is one… shortest, yet most important.

An ancient story treating about the very beginning of the Residence, the world of all of the little folks. In the beginnings, there was only green void, and on this void the Giant Folks arrived - titans of unimaginable powers, capable of making items and curios as colossal as they were, like the gods they truly are. These were Giants - and in such ancient times there were so many of them, tens, who knows, maybe even hundreds! - decided to create a new world, filling the void with vastness of their cretivity and their miraculous wonders. Eons passed and finally, the undertaking of the Giants was completed - the Residence was made, a glorious land filled with many spectacular realms, like Kitchen, Bathroom or the Study… And for the time, it was good, and for the time, the Giants lived and occupied it fully.

And then, as if the Residence alone wanted to fill every corner of its existance with life, our ancestors came to be - Pumplins, whose lived in the darkest corners of the Residence in fear of their mighty gods, the Giants. But then, the titans of old vanished, left the world they made, ascended to other, surely bigger and more glorious realms and worlds they crafted, leaving the Residence empty and free for the taking for anyone willing to reach their hands. Many a Pumplins wandered then, all over the many chamber-realms of the Residence, reaching lands of the Kitchen or the Office… But plenty still remained in the Basement, afraid of the giant world, clinging to their old ways and the comfort of the darkness.

Centuries passed, and from the first settlements of the Pumplins grew up to form separate races and nations of the Residence. Ferplunks of the Office, Pulpans of the Kitchen, Skulkans of the Chimney, Awpals of the Bathroom and of course Dummis of the Library. But alas, the primordial Pumplins that lived the harsh lifes in the darkness of the cellar did not rest either - hidden from the eyes of the new nations, slowly consumed by malevolant darkness and the everlasting dust, they transformed, turned from any light, forming a new form - Gnarples, who now dream about conquering the Residence to sink it in eternall darkness. And that is how the world is: our Residence and our Little Folk”

- Book of Visdom, ver. 2-67, chapter I ‘Genesum’.

So here we are. Blog shifted and I noticed the emigration, thankfully not as bad - which makes me happy - and rather slow! So maybe some of us want to see my little project going on ;) Today post is a brief intro story to the creation of the various races of the little folks as is written in the holy book of their main religion - Returnism. Also, a bit of evening art to go with it, the Holy Book itself, kept in the light in the main temple of the Dummi - race of the Library…



— 4 days ago with 14 notes