barbotrobot:

bookshop:

solongasitswords:

nullbula:

thesylverlining:

what happened in roughly 1870 though
why was there temporary internet
with a few people searching for pokemon?

It’s a search of Google books, but the question still stands, what the Fuck happened in 1870

I CAN ANSWER THIS!!
In the Cornish dialect of English, Pokemon meant ‘clumsy’ (pure coincidence).
In the mid 1800s there was a surge of writing about the Cornish language and dialect in an attempt to preserve them with glossaries and dictionaries being written. I wrote about it HERE.


I just love that this post happened to find the ONE HUMAN ON THE INTERNET who had the answer to this question

maltbysfalcon justcrushingit
AMAZE

barbotrobot:

bookshop:

solongasitswords:

nullbula:

thesylverlining:

what happened in roughly 1870 though

why was there temporary internet

with a few people searching for pokemon?

It’s a search of Google books, but the question still stands, what the Fuck happened in 1870

I CAN ANSWER THIS!!

In the Cornish dialect of English, Pokemon meant ‘clumsy’ (pure coincidence).

In the mid 1800s there was a surge of writing about the Cornish language and dialect in an attempt to preserve them with glossaries and dictionaries being written. I wrote about it HERE.

I just love that this post happened to find the ONE HUMAN ON THE INTERNET who had the answer to this question

maltbysfalcon justcrushingit

AMAZE

(Source: neilcicierega)

sesamestreet:

We mourn the loss of our friend Robin Williams, who always made us laugh and smile.

sesamestreet:

We mourn the loss of our friend Robin Williams, who always made us laugh and smile.

(via fishingboatproceeds)

Yesterday was Andy Warhol’s birthday. So. 

Here he is eating a Whopper.

ink-splotch:

(gotg spoilers ahoy)

Ragtag bands of losers (uh I mean people who have lost stuff) forming families is one of my favorite kinds of story. The running theme of “I didn’t ask to be made” (especially with Rocket and Gamora), the soundtrack which (like most of the movie) made fun…

And, in perfect tandem with my previous post…

(via barbotrobot)

By embracing the corny instead of keeping an ironic distance, Guardians winds up being able to work on a few levels at once: funny and sad, superheroic and self-mocking. And Gunn seems to be making the case for cheese as a valid aesthetic, not just something that has to be deracinated and reimagined endlessly to be acceptable to “sophisticated” audiences.

We don’t have to be self-hating cheeseballs. We can hoist our lighters and feel the luv.

I’ve said it before and I’ve said it again: LONG LIVE SINCERITY. In all its forms - including, in this case, space-opera-adventure-cheese. 

What a great movie.

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