Please be looking at Yamuel
Here he is.
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Doug Jones and Danny DeVito in a buddy comedy about a couple of elderly former henchmen unwillingly dragged out of retirement for one last caper. There's a running gag where they claim to be the original duo that the "one of them is short and fat and the other is tall and thin" trope is based on.
Playing against the trope's conventions (but to the actors' respective strengths), DeVito's character is the talkative one while Jones' character hardly says a word. The former argues that popular media usually has it the other way 'round due to prejudice against short people.
OK but also
We were doing an activity where the kids got to make a playbill for a musical about themselves and all the other kids were like “character list: mommy, daddy, me, my brother, my best friend” “scenes: I get a puppy, first day of school, my baby sister is born”
But one little girl was like “oh, it’s a musical about ME you say” and the character list was all the other girls in the class cast as her body parts, and a story about how her body works.
“Kaylee is nice so she will be the heart. Lily is my kidneys. Sapphire is the lungs.”
She surreptitiously showed me that the girl who kept taking the crayons she was using was cast specifically as “left buttcheek” and I had to pretend like that wasn’t the funniest thing I’d ever seen.
Back in the early '90s making fun of GenX was a big thing.
A sweeping analysis of health data from more than 1.2 million children in Denmark born over a 24-year period found no link between the small amounts of aluminum in vaccines and a wide range of health conditions—including asthma, allergies, eczema, autism, and attention deficit-hyperactivity disorder (ADHD).
The finding, published in the Annals of Internal Medicine, firmly squashes a persistent anti-vaccine talking point that can give vaccine-hesitant parents pause.
not that facts and data ever swayed the anti-vaxx conspiracy-theory crowd…
ever since the early 2000s when a couple brain-dead frat boys on campus said "Cute skirt" at me and giggled, I've worn kilts pretty much every day
because to hell with the delicate gender-enforcing losers who don't understand the origins of kilts, to hell with people sticking their noses into other people's choices, and to hell with the whole notion of gendered clothing
The "kids are on their damn phones all the time" conversation has changed in an extremely significant way and I'm not sure people realize it. When kids had flip phones, and even in the early days of smartphones, kids were using their phones to text each other. It was part of an active social life. Now they're using their phones more and more to consume content from influencers or other accounts. It's more passive and it's increasingly what people are doing instead of socializing with each other. This applies to adults too, I just keep thinking about high school students.
Guys why the fuck are able bodied people like this.
A family friend (don't know her too well) tried to hug me as she was leaving, and I politely tried asking her not to because 1) I'm in pain and 2) my spine is deteriorating due to a chemo drug. I really mean it when I say you can't hug me. But this bitch just went "no I'm gonna hug you" and shook me around and squeezed me like a dish towel while I was trying to push her off, and now a section of my spine and ribs is so fucked up I can't bend it and it really hurts. She literally injured me just because she couldn't take no for a fucking answer.
Like. This is why I have learned helplessness. This is why I give up so easily. At some point, having boundaries and asserting yourself and communicating your needs doesn't do jack fucking shit, because if people want to, they can overpower you and physically harm you in the process anyway. For nothing.
And this is why I don't buy people saying "it's YOUR responsibility to enforce your boundaries; just asking for something isn't a boundary <3." Because I physically can't. Most disabled people physically can't. A person in a wheelchair can't "enforce" someone not touching their chair. Yeah, after it happens, they can maybe avoid that person in the future as a way to "remove that person's access" to the wheelchair user. But at that point, assault has already been committed and it's not about boundaries anymore. It's about human fucking rights. "Don't assault me" is not a fucking boundary. It's an able bodied person's trigger word.
just overheard my dad on the phone going “yeah, i’d be more than happy to buy her daughter off of you, how much would you be willing to trade her for?” and got Very Worried for a second before remembering that he manages dairy farms for a living. surely there’s gotta be a better way to word that man
The one about the Mad Libs
Last month, when I visited my sister and her family, my nephew gave me a book of D&D Mad Libs.
I loved Mad Libs when I was a kid. When I couldn't get a Guess & Show book for a long road trip, I got Mad Libs. They tickle that part of my brain that enjoys clever surprises and really dumb jokes.
A week after I saw them, I went to a convention in ... I think it was Mississippi. When I got there, I noticed that I had my new Mad Libs in my backpack, and I had an idea: take it with me into my panel, and do a Mad Libs together with the audience. When someone asks me a question during my Q&A, I will ask them for a noun, a verb, or whatever is next in the thing. Then, at the end of my Q&A, I'll read the thing we made together.
It looks great on paper, but in practice, something isn't quite clicking. I'm not sure what it is. It feels like one of those things that will be so obvious if and when I solve it, and then this will work in practice the way it works on paper ... but I can't find it, so I'm going to retire this bit.
The ENTIRE reason I took the time to post about this, on Tumblr specifically, is so I can relate this moment that happened yesterday.
I was in my panel (in a room with the worst sound and lighting I have ever been in at a con) doing the thing. I asked the person at the mic to give me a noun. They thought for a moment, and said, "ship."
I said, "Oh, that's more of a verb for me," and there was DEAD SILENCE in the room.
And that's how I knew that nobody from Tumblr was attending my panel.
I'm in Atlanta for Comicon all weekend if anyone wants to come say hello.