Tipping Sacred Cows

All Your Ritual Bovine Are Belong To Us

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jerryjamesstone:

http://cookingstoned.tv/blog/2014/02/food-that-magically-regrows-itself-from-kitchen-scraps/

Let’s face it, eating well is expensive… or it can be. Buying produce that is either organically (or biodynamically grown) is not cheap. But ingesting pesticide residue is anything but ideal.

Luckily, you can shave a few bucks off your grocery bill by growing a few of those staples from your diet. Best part, it is much easier than you think! You don’t need seeds or anything fancy. You can simply use kitchen scraps from your next meal. How great is that!

(via rawfoodfairy)

squallluis:

Just in case you missed this on twitter yesterday. Marvel and Star Wars are at it!

Squee!

(via mia-culpa)

“galagraphia: alyonam: galagraphia: Canon: Revan was a man who screwed Bastila and left her with a baby. Then he went to some evil place, and shit happened.
Headcanon: Revan was a badass lady, who went to some evil place, kicked the Ultimate Evil’s ass, then returned to her Carth and married him. The Exile didn’t marry Atton, but they lived in sin happily ever after. The End. <3 Yup. What Gala said.
Although I prefer the Malak x Fem!Revan thingie :p Damn, Malak was hot when he still had his jaw. I totally had a thing for him. It was so difficult to just stay there and watch him dying in the end. BioWare and their hot men… There is no KotOR game canon for Revan in my opinion. There is SW:EU canon, comics canon and SW:TOR canon, but the only way you can tear my female Revan away from me in KotOR is to go back in a time machine and make playing her impossible.
And I’d be there waiting to shank you, so don’t try it.”

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Tumblr of a Phoe: Why KotOR headcanon is better than canon.

I’d have your back and be right there with ya, kakapokitty . Canon can go jump in a lake

kakapokitty:

motherfuckinoedipus:

saxypone:

fuchsiamae:

dextronoms:

bitches-im-balin:

bigbigtruck:

krudman:

I love this

"you come here often?" "DWARVEN CRAAAFTS"

"hey baby did it hurt when you fell from heaven-"
"FAVOR THE BOW, EH? I’M A SWORD MAN MYSELF"

"hey let me buy you a drin-"
"LET ME GUESS: SOMEONE STOLE YOUR SWEET ROLL?"

"hey gorgeous-"
"I LIKE SHORTS! THEY’RE COMFY AND EASY TO WEAR!"

"hey beauti-""SOMETIMES, I DREAM ABOUT CHEESE"

”are you an angel becau-”
”Talos the Mighty! Talos the unerring! Talos the unassailable! To you we give Praise! We are but maggots writhing in the filth of our own corruption! While you have ascended from the dung of mortality, and now walk among the stars! But you were once man! Aye! And as man you said, “Let me show you the power of Talos Stormcrown, born of the North, where my breath is long winter. I breathe now in royalty and reshape this land which is mine. I do this for you, Red Legions, for I love you.”  Aye, love! Love! Even as man, great Talos cherished us. For he saw in us, in each of us, the future of Skyrim! The future of Tamriel! And there it is, friends! The ugly truth! We are the children of man! Talos is the true god of man! Ascended from flesh, to rule the realm of spirit! The very idea is inconceivable to our Elven overlords! Sharing the heavens with us? With man? Ha! They can barely tolerate our presence on earth! Today, they take away your faith. But what of tomorrow? What then? Do the elves take your homes? Your businesses? Your children? Your very lives? And what does the Empire do? Nothing! Nay, worse than nothing! The Imperial machine enforces the will of the Thalmor! Against its own people! So rise up! Rise up, children of the Empire! Rise up, Stormcloaks! Embrace the word of mighty Talos, he who is both man and Divine! For we are the children of man! And we shall inherit the heavens and earth! And we, not the Elves or their toadies, will rule Skyrim! Forever!”

“Hey I’m looking for treasure, Can I look around your chest?”
"I’ll bet ye’ve got all sorts o’ barmy questions!”  *mimics your stance* “Greetin’s, I have some questions… can ye tell me about this place? Who’s the Lady o’ Pain? I’m lookin’ fer the magic Girdle of Swank Iron, have ye seen it? Do ye know where a portal ta the 2,817th Plane o’ the Abyss might be? Do ye know where the Holy Flamin’ Frost-Brand Gronk-Slayin’ Vorpal Hammer o’ Woundin’ an’ Returnin’ an’ Shootin’-Lightnin’-Out-Yer-Bum is?”

"I used to date adventurers like you. Then I took an arrow to the knee&#8230;"

kakapokitty:

motherfuckinoedipus:

saxypone:

fuchsiamae:

dextronoms:

bitches-im-balin:

bigbigtruck:

krudman:

I love this

"you come here often?"
"DWARVEN CRAAAFTS"

"hey baby did it hurt when you fell from heaven-"

"FAVOR THE BOW, EH? I’M A SWORD MAN MYSELF"

"hey let me buy you a drin-"

"LET ME GUESS: SOMEONE STOLE YOUR SWEET ROLL?"

"hey gorgeous-"

"I LIKE SHORTS! THEY’RE COMFY AND EASY TO WEAR!"

"hey beauti-"

"SOMETIMES, I DREAM ABOUT CHEESE"

”are you an angel becau-”

”Talos the Mighty! Talos the unerring! Talos the unassailable! To you we give Praise! We are but maggots writhing in the filth of our own corruption! While you have ascended from the dung of mortality, and now walk among the stars! But you were once man! Aye! And as man you said, “Let me show you the power of Talos Stormcrown, born of the North, where my breath is long winter. I breathe now in royalty and reshape this land which is mine. I do this for you, Red Legions, for I love you.”  Aye, love! Love! Even as man, great Talos cherished us. For he saw in us, in each of us, the future of Skyrim! The future of Tamriel! And there it is, friends! The ugly truth! We are the children of man! Talos is the true god of man! Ascended from flesh, to rule the realm of spirit! The very idea is inconceivable to our Elven overlords! Sharing the heavens with us? With man? Ha! They can barely tolerate our presence on earth! Today, they take away your faith. But what of tomorrow? What then? Do the elves take your homes? Your businesses? Your children? Your very lives? And what does the Empire do? Nothing! Nay, worse than nothing! The Imperial machine enforces the will of the Thalmor! Against its own people! So rise up! Rise up, children of the Empire! Rise up, Stormcloaks! Embrace the word of mighty Talos, he who is both man and Divine! For we are the children of man! And we shall inherit the heavens and earth! And we, not the Elves or their toadies, will rule Skyrim! Forever!”

Hey I’m looking for treasure, Can I look around your chest?”

"I’ll bet ye’ve got all sorts o’ barmy questions!”  *mimics your stance* “Greetin’s, I have some questions… can ye tell me about this place? Who’s the Lady o’ Pain? I’m lookin’ fer the magic Girdle of Swank Iron, have ye seen it? Do ye know where a portal ta the 2,817th Plane o’ the Abyss might be? Do ye know where the Holy Flamin’ Frost-Brand Gronk-Slayin’ Vorpal Hammer o’ Woundin’ an’ Returnin’ an’ Shootin’-Lightnin’-Out-Yer-Bum is?”

"I used to date adventurers like you. Then I took an arrow to the knee…"

(Source: spookysage)

“I’d love to see more books where the characters get together earlier in the story. While the yearning portions of books are lovely and make us flip their pages, I’d love to see more stories where healthy romantic relationships are depicted. Where the curtain isn’t dropped with the suggestion of coupling up = happily ever after. Novels that take us past that point and depict a young couple working out some of their early insecurities and issues; that show us the romance and heartache of settling into a relationship. Like the moment when you’ve hung up on your boyfriend/girlfriend for the first time and you’re cradling your phone, praying they’ll know you want them to call back. Or you’ve slammed a door and you hope they’re waiting on the other side figuring out the perfect words to transform the emotions inside you from anger and hurt to comfort and passion.
Relationships are not a destination. They’re not an end-point. They’re always a journey. They should always be challenging and growing and evolving.”

—   

This, please. I write this kind of stuff because I’ve moved past the “will they/won’t they” phase and am in a stage of my life and my writing where the mains possess enough agency to know what they want and if their partners are It or not. Their biggest challenges come from figuring out what *kind* of “happily as we keep going” they are going to have.

Tiffany Schmidt, on what makes for a good contemporary romance in YA fiction. She also offers up an excellent reading list of current and forthcoming contemporary novels with well-done romances for YA fiction fans.   (via yahighway)

(Source: catagator, via fixyourwritinghabits)

http://fixyourwritinghabits.tumblr.com/post/75483156865/monkey-at-the-typewriter-as-a-writer-you-must

Honor the story.

monkey-at-the-typewriter:

As a writer, you must be selfish.

It is entirely up to you who or what your protagonists are, what their motivations might be, or what events they take part in.

It is entirely up to what the theme of your story might be, how it is implemented, and whether or not…

inonibird:

Stick-gods ~ Catfight

It&#8217;s all new at times like these&#8230; Nothing but possibility from here on out.

samueldelany:

jakexp:

Times Square bitches

I re-blog this to honor Chip Delany’s book Times Square Red, Times Square Blue, an exploration and critique of the city-led gentrification of Times Square in recent decades.

Times change. The beauty of geography does not

(via fixyourwritinghabits)