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holy guacamole, it's the info section! things about me: twenty-five. female. vegan. awesome. insert sexual orientation here. i like: books. improv. theatre. thunderstorms. pearl jam. photography. x-files. doctor who. buffy. murakami. parks and recreation. poetry. harry potter. gillian anderson. alex kingston. viola davis. spontaneous planking. activism. feminism. humanism. writing. poetry. cooking. coffee. and bad words. cunt.

The performances are superb Gillian Anderson giving the performance of her career as Blanche DuBois, the faded Southern belle of a big Mississippi mansion who has lost her home before the action begins and loses her mind by play’s end.

Petite and vulnerable, she captures the syrupy southern charm of the woman (…) As the play progresses, Anderson devastatingly captures a woman whose options are running out and who is getting ever closer to the end of her rope. Suddenly her lies and fantasies of a better life seem almost heroic, and her final crack-up is almost too painful to watch.

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dubihyena:

eccecorinna:

hemipelagicdredger:

mermaidskey:

mermaidskey:

oxidoreductase:

Lavoisier is having none of your shit.

Heeeey so fun fact: the woman in that painting is Lavoisier’s wife, Marie-Anne Pierrette Paulze, who not only acted as Lavoisier’s lab assistant but also translated English and Latin texts into French so he could read them. But she didn’t just translate, she pointed out errors in the chemistry in some of the texts. Her observations of these errors convinced Lavoisier to study combustion, which led to his discovery of oxygen. She was also critical to the publication of Lavoisier’s Elementary Treatise on Chemistry in 1789. She kept strict records of every experiment they conducted together and drew detailed diagrams of all their equipment. She also threw amazing parties and invited all the brightest minds in science so her husband could pick their brains. After Lavoisier was guillotined she secured all of his notebooks and equipment for posterity.
In short: NOBODY KICKS MADAME LAVOISIER OUT OF THE LAB.

Also, a side note: My historian husband-to-be pointed some things out to me about this painting. Notice that Madame Lavoisier is looking at the viewer, and all the light is on her, while Lavoisier himself is physically smaller than her, in shadow, and looking up to her in reverence. This isn’t a candid photograph- all of these choices are deliberate. The painting isn’t of Lavoisier- Madame Lavoisier is meant to be the central subject. 
I can just imagine Lavoisier telling all his colleagues that his wife is really the one with all the clever ideas, and them patting him on the back and telling him he’s sweet for saying so.

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Rebloggin’ for the fantastic commentary and the edit :)

You may also note that the angle of Lavoisier’s leg and the crease in the tablecloth form a triangle which further bring the viewer’s attention to the central subject of Marie-Anne Pierrette Paulze. Triangles are very important directional cues in paintings, and I see at least two more in this painting which also accomplish this.

dubihyena:

eccecorinna:

hemipelagicdredger:

mermaidskey:

mermaidskey:

oxidoreductase:

Lavoisier is having none of your shit.

Heeeey so fun fact: the woman in that painting is Lavoisier’s wife, Marie-Anne Pierrette Paulze, who not only acted as Lavoisier’s lab assistant but also translated English and Latin texts into French so he could read them. But she didn’t just translate, she pointed out errors in the chemistry in some of the texts. Her observations of these errors convinced Lavoisier to study combustion, which led to his discovery of oxygen. She was also critical to the publication of Lavoisier’s Elementary Treatise on Chemistry in 1789. She kept strict records of every experiment they conducted together and drew detailed diagrams of all their equipment. She also threw amazing parties and invited all the brightest minds in science so her husband could pick their brains. After Lavoisier was guillotined she secured all of his notebooks and equipment for posterity.

In short: NOBODY KICKS MADAME LAVOISIER OUT OF THE LAB.

Also, a side note: My historian husband-to-be pointed some things out to me about this painting. Notice that Madame Lavoisier is looking at the viewer, and all the light is on her, while Lavoisier himself is physically smaller than her, in shadow, and looking up to her in reverence. This isn’t a candid photograph- all of these choices are deliberate. The painting isn’t of Lavoisier- Madame Lavoisier is meant to be the central subject. 

I can just imagine Lavoisier telling all his colleagues that his wife is really the one with all the clever ideas, and them patting him on the back and telling him he’s sweet for saying so.

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Rebloggin’ for the fantastic commentary and the edit :)

You may also note that the angle of Lavoisier’s leg and the crease in the tablecloth form a triangle which further bring the viewer’s attention to the central subject of Marie-Anne Pierrette Paulze. Triangles are very important directional cues in paintings, and I see at least two more in this painting which also accomplish this.

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Yesterday, a teacher at my daughter’s preschool told me that she saw two boys and a girl spinning the knobs of a play oven. Boy #1 says: “I’m a pilot! I’m flying a plane.’ Boy #2 says: “Me too!” The girl is quiet, so the teacher says to her: “What about you, are you a pilot?” The 3 year old girl replies: “I can’t be a pilot. I’m a pilot’s wife.”

So what do you think has happened in this little girl’s short life to make her believe it’s more likely that she would be a pilot’s wife than a pilot?

micdotcom:

Forget the spreadsheet, here’s an easy flowchart to know if a women owes you sex

Microsoft Excel took a turn for the explicit this week when the Internet learned the once-innocuous office tool was being used in a dispiriting new bro-trend: using the software to track of the number of times their partners refuse sex. Yes, #sexspreadsheets are a thing, presumably because some men still believe that owning of a penis entitles them to unlimited sexy times.
Sorry, guys, that’s just not the way the world works | Follow micdotcom 

micdotcom:

Forget the spreadsheet, here’s an easy flowchart to know if a women owes you sex

Microsoft Excel took a turn for the explicit this week when the Internet learned the once-innocuous office tool was being used in a dispiriting new bro-trend: using the software to track of the number of times their partners refuse sex. Yes, #sexspreadsheets are a thing, presumably because some men still believe that owning of a penis entitles them to unlimited sexy times.

Sorry, guys, that’s just not the way the world works | Follow micdotcom 

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  • Friend: So how do you think you've changed since high school?
  • Me: Well I became aware of oppressive power structures and how we are complicit in them and now seek to dismantle them.
  • Friend: ...
  • Me: I also think I got hotter.

Optime!

grizzlyhills:

flightcub:

interretialia:

life-of-a-latin-student:

ratwithoutwings:

i’m so upset

I just realized that the reason ghosts say Boo! is because it’s a latin verb

they’re literally saying ‘I alarm/I am alarming/I do alarm!!

I can’t

present active boōpresent infinitive boāreperfect active boāvīsupine boātum

Recte!

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if it comes from the latin word, they’re actually saying “I’M YELLING!” which is even cuter

do they speak latin because it’s a dead language

omfg.

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mygalfriday:

SO.

I went to see my professor today and we got into a huge discussion about Macbeth and Lady M in particular so I mentioned how I went to see the Kenneth Branagh/Alex Kingston production in New York and she says: “Oh, I love her! I’ve watched some pretty weird stuff just to see her in it.”

rebelholmes:

Hey guys! This is my friend Alexandria, she’s a scholarship student at Cornell University. She’s a National Merit Scholar, is so smart and very sweet, but right now, she and her mom having a hard time finding the funds to get her back up to New York from Texas. If any of y’all could even donate a little bit to getting her back to school, it would mean so much! http://www.gofundme.com/bfreuo?forcedesktop=1

rebelholmes:

Hey guys! This is my friend Alexandria, she’s a scholarship student at Cornell University. She’s a National Merit Scholar, is so smart and very sweet, but right now, she and her mom having a hard time finding the funds to get her back up to New York from Texas. If any of y’all could even donate a little bit to getting her back to school, it would mean so much!
http://www.gofundme.com/bfreuo?forcedesktop=1

(via fuckyeahriotgrrrl)

Government is not an à la carte system where you can pick and choose based on your beliefs. Taxation is more of an all-you-can-eat salad bar. You don’t get to show up and say, ‘Look, I know it costs $10.99, but I’m only paying $7.50 because I have a moral objection to beets.

Everyone has their own version of beets. If you really want to be treated like a person, corporations, then guess what? Paying for things you don’t like is what it feels like to be one.