The Elephant House, “birthplace of Harry Potter”, located in George IV Bridge Street in Edinburgh, UK. One of the cafés where JK Rowling spent time writing, in 1995. The toilets are covered with messages, thank you notes and quotations from the books written by the fans.
I’ve been. There was an ongoing sign-up list for Dumbledore’s Army.
Tips and homespun for the apocalypse that sooner or later will end up coming. So, keep well this post.
The tutorial for people who ain’t gonna die.
So basically Tumblr.
does anybody else legitimately worry about how they’re going to share a bed with their partner when they’re older? like buddy i need all the blankets to make a burrito and then i need to throw them off of me dramatically in the middle of the night and lie spread-eagled across the entire bed how is this going to work
I’ve been known to punch people in my sleep. Fare warning, future partner.
"This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us. And we ought to lay down our lives for our brothers and sisters." 1 John 3:16
Sacrifice? What sacrifice? He was sort of kind of dead for less than three days. And then went back to being his eternal, omnipotent, omniscient, self. Big fucking deal. Guarantee an end to starvation and I’ll let you crucify me and I’ll be dead forever. Guarantee an end to war and I will do the same.
"A sacrifice is not a sacrifice, by definition, if you get back what you supposedly sacrificed. At best, Jesus can be said to have been temporarily inconvenienced for your sins."
Black people can’t be racist. Prejudiced, yes, but not racist. Racism describes a system of disadvantage based on race. Black people can’t be racist since we don’t stand to benefit from such a system. (“Dear White People”)
whenever I see shit like this:
I wanna redirect everyone who has ever seen that text post to this:
and this quote (please read it if you feel like your work is “under appreciated”)
you ARE receiving recognition even if it is in a small amount…you don’t know how those people have been affected by your work and you don’t know the influence you have even if it’s only *~*4 people*~*
remember that one small change can be drastic
[image description: Three Images. The first is a logo that reads “Morgan’s Wonderland: a special place for special friends.” The second image is a boy in a wheelchair, a girl with crutches, a girl with wings and a boy with a seeing eye dog. The third is headshots of the forementioned children with their names and brief explanations of their super powers. Which read as follows. “Rocket. He has a extreme rocket propelled super chair tha helps him zoom across anything at the speed of sound.” “Jette. She has jet propelled arm braces that help her blast hundreds of feet in the air at lightning speed.” “Morgan. She has big, beautiful wings that enable her to soar through the sky without fear or limitations.” “X-Ray. He has a super dog named Max and his eyewear enables him to see for miles in both X-ray and Night Vision. “]
Did you know that there’s an amusement park specifically designed around the needs of the disabled? Their mascots are a team of disabled superheroes, cut-outs of these four are scattered around the park showcasing them in various stages of their missions. The two pictures of the team came from this review. The ones she took are FAR better than the ones I was able to snap with my crappy phone camera.
As many of you know, my son is Autistic. No family outing can just happen spontaneously. We have to be as prepared as possible, and anyone who has ever been to a typical amusement park knows that chaotic is putting it nicely. Crowding, the overwhelming noise, and waiting in long lines? It’s not a pretty picture. Morgan’s family had the same kinds of issues.
That’s why they decided to do something about it.
Morgan’s Wonderland is a fully accessible park for disabled children and their families to come enjoy the day together without anyone having to sit out. The staff is fully trained and completely understanding when it comes to physical disabilities, intellectual disabilities, the works.
I posted some words about this place back when I took my son two summers ago, and we’ve been meaning to go back ever since and plan on doing it soon. I’m just surprised that I haven’t seen people talk about it on my dash at all in all that time.
Their mission statement: "To provide a safe, clean and beautiful environment free of economic barriers that all individuals, regardless of age, special need or disability, can come to and enjoy."
A one day pass for children 3-10, seniors over 62, and those with military ID is only $10, while general adult admission is just $15. Individuals with special needs are admitted free of charge.
Morgan’s Wonderland is located in San Antonio, TX. These guys are doing some really great things and I think more people need to know about this place.
a little love story about mermaids and tattoos
Why Tumblr should Fall In Love with Frida Kahlo.
i love everything about this because i love frida kahlo, but how are you going to not list the fact she was in a horrible bus accident that basically crippled her for most of her life and while lying bedridden she began to paint. frida kahlo didn’t give up and that makes her truly amazing.
Also her bus accident made her unable to have children (she became pregnant three times and had to terminate them due to her condition) which was a huge source of pain for her and many of her paintings depict the enormous physical, emotional and mental suffering she was in (see: columna rota). She was badass but also had a lot of struggle in her life, which was a huge part of who she was and how she viewed the world.
Frida Kahlo was one seriously fabulous woman okay <3
That awkward moment when Diablo shows up to your religious protest
This reminds me of an old story I heard from a friend. One year, an anime con was being held the same weekend as a Bible Conference. This dude in an Ifrit costume, stilts and all, gets into the elevator, all hunched over, on his way down to the lobby. Before he could reach the lobby, the elevator stopped on another floor. Two old ladies clutching bibles were about to step on when they see this giant red demon-creature with glowing yellow eyes.
And in his deepest voice he says, “Going down?”
They shrieked and ran off to find another elevator.
I would just stare at these bigots for a really uncomfortably long time and then just start laughing and laughing
Before saying ‘WE’RE GOING TO BE SEEING A LOT OF EACH OTHER’