gettingahealthybody:

noseasboba:

I never get tired of this photo.
Ella Fitzgerald was not allowed to play at Mocambo because of her race. Then, one of Ella’s biggest fans made a telephone call that quite possibly changed the path of her career for good. Here, Ella tells the story of how Marilyn Monroe changed her life:
“I owe Marilyn Monroe a real debt… she personally called the owner of the Mocambo, and told him she wanted me booked immediately, and if he would do it, she would take a front table every night. She told him – and it was true, due to Marilyn’s superstar status – that the press would go wild. The owner said yes, and Marilyn was there, front table, every night. The press went overboard. After that, I never had to play a small jazz club again. She was an unusual woman – a little ahead of her times. And she didn’t know it.”


Using their fame the right way :)

gettingahealthybody:

noseasboba:

I never get tired of this photo.

Ella Fitzgerald was not allowed to play at Mocambo because of her race. Then, one of Ella’s biggest fans made a telephone call that quite possibly changed the path of her career for good. Here, Ella tells the story of how Marilyn Monroe changed her life:

“I owe Marilyn Monroe a real debt… she personally called the owner of the Mocambo, and told him she wanted me booked immediately, and if he would do it, she would take a front table every night. She told him – and it was true, due to Marilyn’s superstar status – that the press would go wild. The owner said yes, and Marilyn was there, front table, every night. The press went overboard. After that, I never had to play a small jazz club again. She was an unusual woman – a little ahead of her times. And she didn’t know it.”

Using their fame the right way :)

djr3ign:

I need it in my life! @djmiggl, bring some down if I don’t see you before #tomorrowworld!
#eltamarindo #papusas #dc #dinersanddives

I HAVE TO GO HERE.

djr3ign:

I need it in my life! @djmiggl, bring some down if I don’t see you before #tomorrowworld!
#eltamarindo #papusas #dc #dinersanddives

I HAVE TO GO HERE.

livindavidaloki:

WE DO NOT FIX WHAT IS NOT BROKEN, DISNEY.

C’mon Disney-smh

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avatarparallels:

The Fire Nation’s greatest threat. 

image

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Essay: Splinter’s Origins, and Why They Really Matter

angeldormante:

All right people, gather ‘round! I think it’s time to have a chat about our favorite rat father. More specifically, it’s time to talk about how his two different origin stories affect not only his personality, but those of the turtles—perhaps more dramatically than one might think.

Allow me to preface this essay with the statement that I am absolutely not calling Splinter’s devotion for his sons into question. It is abundantly clear that he cares greatly for the turtles in every single one of his incarnations, and considers them his kin in most (if not all) of them. However, this analysis is not about his good intentions. The fact is that Splinter is not always a competent parent, especially in one of his origin stories in particular. This essay isn’t to serve as ill-intentioned criticism against Splinter in the least, but rather to point out the differences in his character between his origins.

I will also be limiting my analysis mainly to the 2k3 and 2k12 series. Why? Well, quite simply, they’re the two versions of Splinter that I know the best. But I also feel that both of the origin stories are perfectly exemplified in each of these incarnations alone. I might make a reference or two to his other incarnations, but when I’m just speaking generally, I’m probably referring to the 2k3/2k12 versions.

With that, let’s get this show on the road!

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perpetuallybemused:

Raphael in “There’s No Such Thing as a Fourth Wall”

(from Turtles Forever)

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perpetuallybemused:

Raphael in “There’s No Such Thing as a Fourth Wall”

(from Turtles Forever)

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Teen Titans Go preview:Robin destroys the Batmobile.

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Got permission to overpack for the triathlon trip this weekend because the car has extra room.

healthykelsey:

This is gonna be like that time the lady in the dining hall told me I could take more than 2 bananas so I took 39.

Rise of the Brave Tangled Dragons (gifset movie - trailer here)

Part: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12

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boostyouresteem:

Flourless Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Cookies (made with what you probably already have in your kitchen)
Tonight I was faced with the worst dilemma: I wanted chocolate chip cookies, but I’d already taken off my pants. Living alone is great because you never have to wear pants, but if you want something from the store, you have to put your own pants back on instead of just whining until someone else goes to the store/bakery for you. So I foraged through the kitchen and managed to come up with a healthy, awesome recipe created from pure desperation.
Preheat the oven to 350 F (don’t forget this and then make yourself wait longer when you’re ready to bake them)
3/4 cup oats (microwavable single packet oatmeal probs don’t count, but try it if you’re desperate enough)
1/4 t baking soda
2 T brown sugar
1 heaping T white sugar or whatever your substitute is (some substitutes bake sucky, so just use real fucking sugar this one time. your waist line won’t care, promise)
1/4 t vanilla
2 T milk or your milk alternative
1 T oil, melted butter, margarine, seriously whatever fat component you have hanging around, just to bind the cookies
handful (two if you have freakishly small hands like me and feel like handfuls always cheat you) of chocolate chips or broken chocolate that you totally have left over from Easter
Throw all that shit in a blender or food processor or smash with your own hands if need be (if you use the hand smashing method, these will be more flakes of oatmeal-y, but whatever, oatmeal is awesome). I know, it doesn’t seem like there’s a lot of dough, you’re making this for yourself because you live alone and don’t wear pants. Stick the bowl in the fridge for 15 minutes. *Protip: it gets colder quicker if you stop opening the door to steal bites. Take it out in less than 15 minutes, because who are we kidding? Form into small, vaguely cookie-shaped balls. Put on greased aluminum foil on cookie sheet so you don’t have to wash the cookie sheet. Cook for 8-10 minutes. This shit cooks fast. If they look wet at 8 minutes, check back in like 8 minutes and 30 seconds because seriously.
Makes approx half a dozen cookies if you didn’t eat a bunch of dough. Devour it all yourself anyway. Don’t ever bother to put those pants back on.

boostyouresteem:

Flourless Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Cookies (made with what you probably already have in your kitchen)

Tonight I was faced with the worst dilemma: I wanted chocolate chip cookies, but I’d already taken off my pants. Living alone is great because you never have to wear pants, but if you want something from the store, you have to put your own pants back on instead of just whining until someone else goes to the store/bakery for you. So I foraged through the kitchen and managed to come up with a healthy, awesome recipe created from pure desperation.

Preheat the oven to 350 F (don’t forget this and then make yourself wait longer when you’re ready to bake them)

  • 3/4 cup oats (microwavable single packet oatmeal probs don’t count, but try it if you’re desperate enough)
  • 1/4 t baking soda
  • 2 T brown sugar
  • 1 heaping T white sugar or whatever your substitute is (some substitutes bake sucky, so just use real fucking sugar this one time. your waist line won’t care, promise)
  • 1/4 t vanilla
  • 2 T milk or your milk alternative
  • 1 T oil, melted butter, margarine, seriously whatever fat component you have hanging around, just to bind the cookies
  • handful (two if you have freakishly small hands like me and feel like handfuls always cheat you) of chocolate chips or broken chocolate that you totally have left over from Easter

Throw all that shit in a blender or food processor or smash with your own hands if need be (if you use the hand smashing method, these will be more flakes of oatmeal-y, but whatever, oatmeal is awesome). I know, it doesn’t seem like there’s a lot of dough, you’re making this for yourself because you live alone and don’t wear pants. Stick the bowl in the fridge for 15 minutes. *Protip: it gets colder quicker if you stop opening the door to steal bites. Take it out in less than 15 minutes, because who are we kidding? Form into small, vaguely cookie-shaped balls. Put on greased aluminum foil on cookie sheet so you don’t have to wash the cookie sheet. Cook for 8-10 minutes. This shit cooks fast. If they look wet at 8 minutes, check back in like 8 minutes and 30 seconds because seriously.

Makes approx half a dozen cookies if you didn’t eat a bunch of dough. Devour it all yourself anyway. Don’t ever bother to put those pants back on.

snuffes:

hotmilkytea:

not-quite-normal:

baysalt:

And now, Donnies

YEEEHEHHEHEE

Squee!

LOOK AT THIS PRECIOUS DORK

snuffes:

hotmilkytea:

not-quite-normal:

baysalt:

And now, Donnies

YEEEHEHHEHEE

Squee!

LOOK AT THIS PRECIOUS DORK

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fiercely-fit:

eatcleanmakechanges:

jezziblossom:

withmybootson:

thegoldenuno:

toastyhat:

awesomephilia:

Reverse gender stereotypes at the gym

Aaahhhh get on my dash you amusing thing you.

DONT BE A LITTLE PENIS

LMAO

Omg, bacon & egg….that’s so me. Lol

This made my day, but actually I do yoga for the yoga, the girls are just a bonus in my mind :)

LMFAOOOO

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