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Category: General

  • I pledge to cast my 2016 Presidential ballot for the candidate who wins the Democratic nomination. Obergefell v Hodges (the marriage equality case) was decided by a 5-4 vote. I refuse to let Jeb Bush or any other Republican make the nominations that would swing the Supreme Court towards conservatism for the next few decades. Reblog if you agree.

    If I were able to vote in US elections, I’d be with you on that.

  • When it said ‘small red onions’, I doubt that they meant ‘the onions that didn’t grow when you planted them’ on Flickr.

    When it said ‘small red onions’, I doubt that they meant ‘the onions that didn’t grow when you planted them’

  • Random Awesome

    So, there I was in the garage trying (unsuccessfully) to find the puncture repair kit.
    IMG_20150702_142858

    Or at least, I found the old kit – but it’s lacking any of the rubber softening gunk, and I couldn’t find the new kit that’s around ‘somewhere’.

    So after the rain had let up I made my way back to the house, hopped in the car and headed across town – deciding to support a small shop and grab some coffee at the same time. I thought if I must endure hideous traffic, I might as well join errands together.

    So I went to Fred Baker cycles, who I’ve not been to before… the one time I’d tried before, they were closed. This time they were open, and there they had the new-style puncture repair stuff. Which is unnerving and modern and doesn’t involve putting vulcanising stuff on, waiting for it to go goey, then sticking a patch on, then covering it in chalk. Oh no. Just rough the rubber and stick the pad on, then wait a bit.

    Anyhow, on a spur of the moment thing (‘cos it’s always useful to know) I asked if they had rod-brake brakes. Which they did. In stock. Lots of ’em. Not as cheap as the ones I get online – and seemingly the same grotty quality, but there they were.

    Then I asked “You don’t happen to have any experience of rebuilding BSA 3 speed hubs, do you?” which has become my standard bike shop question. I expected the usual “You mean Sturmey Archer? Of course we do”… which is wrong, because they’re different and completely incompatible.

    But no; he just nodded in response to the question. I confirmed that I meant the BSA ones, not the Sturmeys, and he commented on how they differed, and explained that it was usually easier to replace them with the Sturmeys, but it was certainly something he could do. And that he could look at it and see if it was repairable (for a small examination fee).

    And so… my lovely bicycle (Molly) shall have to make a pilgrimage across Bristol in the not too distant future and there’s a faint hope I might get a 3 speed bicycle. Which’d be awfully exciting. And a hell of a lot easier than shipping one wheel off to some random company.

    So yay.

  • sevdrag:

    jordanlhawk:

    naamahdarling:

    kyraneko:

    animatedamerican:

    gokuma:

    thepreciousthing:

    gracielovesjesus:

    2015: Man-on-man marriage
    2017: Man-on-child marriage
    2019: Man-on-dog marriage
    2021: Man-on-car marriage
    2023: Hopefully the world ends by then tbh

    Two consenting adults, be they man and woman, man and man, woman and woman, or any other combination not specified by the above, are now granted the right (as they always should have had) to enter a legally binding contract and obtain all its attached benefits.

    Children cannot give consent. Children cannot legally sign contracts. Children cannot get married.

    Animals cannot give consent. Animals cannot legally sign contracts. Animals cannot get married.

    Optimus Prime is a sentient being and leader of the entire Autobot race and I don’t think you have any place telling him who his people can and cannot marry. If he is okay with Rewind and Chromedome or Astoria and Powerglide then you need to step off.

    WELL SAID

    It’s very easy to make Gracie’s mistake here if you persist in thinking of marriage as “a man and his chosen marriage object” rather than, you know, “two people choosing to marry each other.”

    Says something about how some people view heterosexual marriage.

    DING DING DING DING DING we have a winner.

    None of these people have ever expressed a worry that dogs will start wanting to marry men, or that houseplants will start wanting to marry cars.

    This way of thinking only makes sense if your view of straight marriage depends on “man actively choosing, woman passively chosen” and gay marriage only fits into your worldview as the distortion “man actively choosing wrong thing,” as though it’s a Sesame Street comedy sketch with Mr. Noodle trying to marry a pocket watch by mistake, presumably with his pants on his head.

    Interestingly enough, I’ve never heard someone warn us about women wanting to marry anything, either.

    thank you for that mental image.  and yes, this is exactly right.  i’ve never seen any anti-marriage assholes talk about what they’re afraid WOMEN will do.

    It’s very easy to make Gracie’s mistake here if you persist in thinking of marriage as “a man and his chosen marriage object” rather than, you know, “two people choosing to marry each other.”

    This, holy shit, yes. Literally until now I never understood how people couldn’t understand “can’t enter into a legally binding contract” when it came to children, animals, whatever. And now it’s clear as fucking day. And even grosser than I realized.

    Ew.

  • why is that pine cone drinking

    to forget

    (via https://twitter.com/voximpares)

  • IMG_20150702_142858 on Flickr.

    another day…another puncture (repair)

  • Despite being sat for months, she started second time… And all the gauges suggest happiness. Just no gearbox… on Flickr.

    Despite being sat for months, she started second time… And all the gauges suggest happiness. Just no gearbox…

  • Mmmm. Nearly warm. I may be an EV lover but this smell and sound bring back so many memories… on Flickr.

    Mmmm. Nearly warm. I may be an EV lover but this smell and sound bring back so many memories…

  • Benefits of breakage

    Well, I’m not sure if it’s exactly a benefit. But hey. I’ve needed to tile the floor in the laundry / server room for a long time and avoided it for (at least) two reasons:

    1. I’d have to move the washing machine.
    2. The floor is unlevel and I’d been debating making it level(er).

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  • I need reblogs. I’m ready to stand up. LGBT announcement

    kiltedstag:

    Ok,

    So a few of you may know my story but for those who don’t, prepare yourselves.
    I’m a lesbian, but I prefer the term gay. I came out to my Mom in september, she was quiet and didn’t have much to say. Something went down in January that I never like to repeat, but then being gay came back up. I was in her room, we talked, I told her again and she said she didn’t want to talk about it but I said I did because if not we would never start to talk again.
    We yelled

    Stuff was said

    Christianity was brought up

    I backed out of my religion, I no longer identify as Christian.

    I cried

    a lot

    I was hurt

    She took all of my passwords, has all of my accounts. I can no longer communicate with the trevorprojectawareness over this. I wasn’t able to communicate with certain people for a few months. She made me unfollow people like Tyler Oakley. I can no longer, however, find his tumblr so if anybody knows the official one then please link it on this post.

    It was bad, my sexuality was destroying me. Not to mention going through a christian school where if they learned of me, I could be kicked out, wasn’t helping either.
    At one point right when I moved in with my dad, she sent me some….really upsetting text. She used my sexuality to her advantage, “Well this this this because basically I know about your sexuality and can use it to get away with stuff” She played that card too many times.
    She believes it’s a choice, always said, “You are not gay! You do not know what it means anyways! You think you’re joining in with the cool kids!”

    A lot of hurtful stuff along with that I don’t want to say.
    It’s been 6 months now and once I’m 18 in September, this will be gone. But at times It feels so far away.
    Sometimes I don’t even think about it, sometimes I do.

    During this period my anxiety started to act up, I would talk to friends then break down having a flashback about what happened. I believe my Mom could hear everything because she tracks my ip, has my passwords, everything.

    My anxiety got to a level where I felt paranoid all the time.

    Well I’m sure all of us know that supreme court legalized gay marriage in all 50 states
    Hooray!

    I cheered!

    I was happy!

    Now of course to my christian friends on twitter I voiced my opinion, I explained that today wasn’t a day about just putting a ring on somebody’s finger, it was more than that. It was a victory.

    My sexuality isn’t public on twitter, so everything I said was from a non-homophobic, heterosexual view from those who know nothing about me.
    I woke up today, going through twitter and felt rage because everything I said was deleted. Where somebody quoted me agreeing it said, “tweet no longer available”

    And I knew exactly why. She deleted them.

    This stuff has gone on for months. Every time I voice my opinion she’ll take it down, my tumblr has not been touched which I don’t know why but, ok, whatever.
    “Oh, Jordyn, get over it. Just a few tweets, whatever.”

    It’s more than that. For the past 6 months I feel I have been gagged and unable to voice my opinion about anything like this. It’s always like, “Sssh, you’re still suppose to be a christian who’s straight and like boys. Shush you don’t know what’s going on.”

    And that annoys me. I’m getting angry and want to put my foot down.

    If this post gets deleted you know exactly why

    So what I’m asking is for you to reblog this post and stand up for me. I will write down each url, screenshot this post, etc. Either on my 18th birthday or when I leave for college I will show her this and how many people (hopefully a lot) who stand up for me.

    I’ve been pushed, broken, and hated like any other for my sexuality, I want to take a stand.

    tl;dr

    gay teen under a lot of restriction for sexuality and what not. Mom involved, unable to voice opinion anymore. Feeling broken, sad, I’m wanting to stand up.

    Please, no matter how many times you see this please reblog. I need the help. The lgbtqa+ community is a loving community most of the time who rejoiced together over our victory, now let’s get back together and help each other again.

    Both mine and your battle isn’t over yet.

    Deer