good fucking lord i would just like to spend so long walking around a museum that my feet hurt by the end of the day. maybe pop into the gift shop. grab a latte on the way home. jesus christ
be snobbish and thoughtful about all art indiscriminately
"it's not that deep" you have no fucking clue how deep it is
adam’s college roommate: hey dude wanna go to commons and get dinner
adam, dissociated to the seventh dimension, arranging a pentagram of candles, smoking black cauldron in the middle, tarot cards spilling out of his pockets: what
My brother is a librarian, and his library is one of the ones that hosts Drag Queen Story Time.
He is also 6'3", 300 lbs of Heavy Weapons Librarian.
This week, some karen showed up to take video of said storytime. She was unmoved by the director of the library telling her their policy against taking video in the children's room.
My brother was also unmoved. Specifically, he was unmoved from his position directly in the line of karen's cellphone. She got video of an acre of blue broadcloth shirt, and that's it.
Other people who showed up to scowl at the drag queen decided they had other things to do that day when my brother scowled at them. He inherited our Mama's scowl, and it's a good one.
Sometimes, an ally looks like a big fat bald white guy. Sometimes, an ally looks like a wall.










