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My favorite genre of buddy comedy
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“memory paints a halo of tender thoughts around you” antique telegraph postcard, circa 1900
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Tommy is the scream-iest yell-iest cat I have ever known. I wonder if it’s because she was a bottle baby so she’s used to communicating with humans since cats usually don’t meow at each other. She screams at me. She screams at her toys. She screams at her water dish. She screams at wildlife. So many opinions,
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HEY as a good omens fan blog I'm curious about your thoughts/ideas on this.
I am planning a simple good omens tattoo, smth along the lines of this, maybe with the snake, maybe without.
ALTthe problems is, I don't really want the words to be "ineffable" or "to the world" bc those lines aren't what resonate with me. what DOES resonate with me is the theme of right vs wrong not being the same as black/white, heaven/hell, good/bad, that life is so much more complex than that.
the best line that I've found comes close to this is probably "blur the edges", the line that crowley says right after the magic show, but that doesn't feel quite right. I'm absolutely open to lines from the book as well, just wanted to see another's opinion :)
Hiya! :) Well, S2 also speaks of Shades of Grey :) (tho it might make others think about a different book :D).
I love the line from the book “It may help to understand human affairs to be clear that most of the great triumphs and tragedies of history are caused, not by people being fundamentally good or fundamentally bad, but by people being fundamentally people.” but it is a bit long (tho perhaps it could be shortened to something like ‘people being people’ :D)
Also :) Hell wasn’t a major reservoir of evil, any more than Heaven, in Crowley’s opinion, was a fountain of goodness; they were just sides in the great cosmic chess game. Where you found the real McCoy, the real grace and the real heart-stopping evil, was right inside the human mind.
Great luck with the tattoo! :) <3
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There’s a regular at the fabric superstore. She’s at least 80 years old, and she just got back into sewing after giving it up for 40 years. We’ll call her Irma.
I love Irma.
Irma is constantly surprised by the newfangled sewing gadgets our store sells. Today she bought some extra-fine glass-head pins and a magnetic pincushion. As I’m ringing her purchases up, she tells me very seriously, “did you know, if you’re careful, you can sew RIGHT OVER those pins? You don’t need to take them out!”
I told her that I liked that you can’t accidentally melt the head of the glass pins with your iron, and she nodded. “They used to all be like that, but times changed.”
I love old sewing machines and asked what kind of machine she has, and she goes, “Oh, it’s an old Singer Featherweight that my husband bought me when we were first married. It’s probably not worth anything anymore, but the thing sews fine. Have you seen the ones those girls over there–” indicating the sewing machine sub-store in my location “–have? Those things go in every direction and the needle always comes to the top when you stop sewing! Imagine how handy that is!”
I mention that I used to sew on my grandmother’s Featherweight but now there’s a intra-family war about who owns Grandma’s Featherweight and so no one gets to use it. It’s genuinely the best portable straight-stitch machine I’ve ever used.
I warn her to never let anyone tell her that Featherweight isn’t worth something. “I know, I miss my husband and it’s always going to have a place in my heart, just like your grandma’s.”
“I mean, Irma, there’s that, but they’re also worth a really notable amount of money. The Singer Featherweight is really financially valuable. I almost never see them for sale around here for less than about $400, and that’s in bad condition.”
“It’s a good thing my husband’s dead, honey, because if you told him that he managed to buy a sewing machine that’s worth more in 2021 than he bought it for in 1950, well, he’d be so smug that I just wouldn’t be able to tolerate driving home with him.”
please tell irma I love her
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The strawberry blonde gang squash stomped the sweat pea willickers last night on their home turf down by the quarry, and I hear old possum cob and his gump gump boys are driving up to blue mountain later tonight to execute them hog style
This is what English football and cricket sounds like to me.
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This is what it’s like to be Ukrainian right now. You’re just trying to live your life, hoping one of the russian missiles doesn’t suddenly take it from you.
City of Chernihiv, downtown, middle of the weekend day. 129 people were injured (among them 15 children), 7 were killed by a Russian ballistic missile. Among the dead is a 6-year-old child.
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chrissofly (he/him), queer artist, in his princess series
mod reaux
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life becomes so beautiful when you start cooking rice in liquids other than water
put that basmati rice in the cooker with coconut cream and chicken stock and an entire onion that you’ve diced and sauteed with garlic until transparent. and some salt and pepper. Trust me
“Uncle Benadryl’s one minute rice” one minute what? awake? left to live?
1 minute til hatman
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“i can’t believe they’re 30” and i cannot believe you genuinely have no perception of aging and think once someone hits 25 they should immediately look like they’re turning to dust before your very eyes
