Hey tumblr. So I know a lot of you Romney fans are pretty disappointed. Being a Gary Johnson girl, myself, I know how you feel.
Just remember that there are three branches in government. The president does not have all the power, as many Americans seem to assume. The world is not going to end because Obama has a second term, and the world wouldn’t have ended if Romney (or Gary Johnson, my homie) had won the election.
Honestly, the world’s going to keep turning. We’re all going to be okay. Just breathe, America. Let’s take a deep breath, and remember that above all, we are Americans.
Not Republicans. Not Democrats. Not Libertarians or members of the Green or Tea Parties.
We’re Americans, and I’ll be proud of that no matter what.
aka the only time when living in the midwest is considered a good thing.
“St. Louis is a town whose relationship with baseball, as with almost everything, tends toward the wistful. The Cardinals’ consistent success has spared us the fate of cities like Baltimore and Pittsburgh and North Chicago, where fans depend on the promise of next season to get through the current one, but it’s also endowed us with a legacy we feel obligated to revere, a legacy that can be burdensome. Each season begins with a genuflection at the altar of the past, Musial, Brock, and Smith paraded before the fans in red convertibles each Opening Day, a modern pantomime of a Roman triumph. And even when the greats aren’t present, they’re ensconced as ghostly images behind their retired numbers on the left field wall, a frieze of the accomplishments against which each new feat will be measured. Any pitcher who deals a strong playoff outing gets compared to Bob Gibson in 1968, and Tony LaRussa won two World Series, but for many Cardinals fans, he’s no Whitey Herzog. Nothing the Cardinals do can be considered sui generis; everything must be placed in the tradition. The Cardinals are an aristocratic team in a city that prides itself on egalitarianism.
“Which is strange when you consider that St. Louis fans buy heavily into the notion of a team as a proxy for a city, a pure distillation of civic character. It’s one of the oldest quandaries in American sports, one that’s rarely examined: what, exactly, do we mean when we say, for instance, that St. Louis “beat” Chicago? What relationship do Yadier Molina and Starling Castro really have to the cities whose names are emblazoned on their uniforms, except that people in those cities are willing to pay large amounts of money to watch them perform, and that very wealthy men (they usually are men) in those cities are willing, for the time being, to pay Molina and Castro larger salaries than are other very wealthy men in other cities?”
I’m from St. Louis. We love our past teams, we love our current team, and we love our players. There’s a Cards pennant on my wall right now displaying different uniform styles from 1930-2000. I can guarantee that you will find no other city in this world that loves baseball like we do. You haven’t seen baseball until you’ve been in downtown STL on game night.
How to Sleep in Airports. Illustrations by James Gurney
Hands down one of my favorite sets of illustrations. They combine my favorite things: the airport, people watching and sketching. I find people and their behavior at the airport to be fascinating, and completely honest.
My ACT prep book will not be leaving my side until I have gotten above a 30. I’ll be using it as a pillow as well; maybe all the math tips will seep into my brain as I sleep.
One can only hope.
A young woman is being followed by a crocodile who represents her shyness.
A short by Alice Bissonnet, Aloyse Desoubries Binet, Sandrine Hanji Kuang, Juliette Laurent, and Sophie Markatatos.
i drew some legend of korra fanart- haven’t done fan art in a long while, forgot how fun it is!
I like the little “I’m DUM” Mako in the corner.