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leeoonnn: Chemistry demos are the best.

Mon, 22 Apr 2013 07:39:40 -0400

Chemistry demos are the best.

thatisagoodquestion: thatwillbeallmisspotts: flakycake: danger...

Thu, 28 Mar 2013 13:30:51 -0400

thatwillbeallmisspotts:

flakycake:

dangerpro:

Photographs: Tom Hussey

This is remarkably well done, I really like it.

These carry such an powerful message. When you see an old person you just think ‘oh, and old man or woman. Ugh, they’re so boring.’ These people are much more than what you see. They’ve had lives, they’ve done and accomplished many, many things. They’re not just some ‘old person’.

Very impressive concept. Now this is photography!

I love reblogging this when ever it shows up.

always reblog

thehalfassvegetarian: fitnessluvr: iloveyoulessthanpunk: wench...

Thu, 28 Mar 2013 13:28:37 -0400

thehalfassvegetarian:

fitnessluvr:

iloveyoulessthanpunk:

wenchymcwench:

We enter a little coffeehouse with a friend of mine and give our order. While we’re aproaching our table two people come in and they go to the counter:
‘Five coffees, please. Two of them for us and three suspended’ They pay for their order, take the two and leave.

I ask my friend: “What are those ‘suspended’ coffees?”
My friend: “Wait for it and you will see.”

Some more people enter. Two girls ask for one coffee each, pay and go. The next order was for seven coffees and it was made by three lawyers - three for them and four ‘suspended’. While I still wonder what’s the deal with those ‘suspended’ coffees I enjoy the sunny weather and the beautiful view towards the square infront of the café. Suddenly a man dressed in shabby clothes who looks like a beggar comes in throught the door and kindly asks
‘Do you have a suspended coffee ?’

It’s simple - people pay in advance for a coffee meant for someone who can not afford a warm bevarage. The tradition with the suspended coffees started in Naples, but it has spread all over the world and in some places you can order not only a suspended coffee, but also a sandwitch or a whole meal.

Wouldn’t it be wonderful to have such cafés or even grocery stores in every town where the less fortunate will find hope and support ? If you own a business why don’t you offer it to your clients… I am sure many of them will like it.

Source : [x]

I just saw this and thought it would be incredible to share this so maybe it could catch on wherever you may live

Well now I’m crying, this is great.

wow..

I am gonna try to do this.

fuck-toned-get-shredded: strong piercings

Mon, 18 Mar 2013 17:38:26 -0400

fuck-toned-get-shredded:

strong piercings

the-absolute-funniest-posts: chichiwho: Stop filming & help...

Mon, 18 Mar 2013 17:35:16 -0400

the-absolute-funniest-posts:

chichiwho:

Stop filming & help me

Cat: HUMAN

HUMAN

DO SOMETHING

FOR GODS SAKE HELP

This never gets old lol

Lmao

puppies: HAI THAR NEW FRIEND

YOU SMELL DIFFERENT

ARE YOU A SPECIAL KIND OF PUPPY??? :D ?

tHE EYES

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Sun, 24 Feb 2013 21:27:16 -0500

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Thu, 24 Jan 2013 20:33:10 -0500

sciencecenter: David Chambon likes to do the dew He took these...

Tue, 08 Jan 2013 11:53:25 -0500

sciencecenter:

David Chambon likes to do the dew

He took these amazing photos of insects covered in dew. His work almost makes me want to wake up early to see the morning dew…

…but not quite.

sosuperawesome: Frozen Bubbles Suspended Below Abraham...

Sun, 30 Dec 2012 19:05:36 -0500

sosuperawesome:

Frozen Bubbles Suspended Below Abraham Lake

Abraham Lake has become world famous, especially amongst photographers. The artificial lake, which lies in the foothills of the Canadian Rockies, is home to a rare phenomenon where bubbles get frozen right underneath its surface. They’re often referred to as ice bubbles or frozen bubbles.

What causes this to happen? As photographer Fikret Onal explains, “The plants on the lake bed release methane gas and methane gets frozen once coming close enough to much colder lake surface and they keep stacking up below once the weather gets colder and colder during [the] winter season.”

Though a gorgeous sight, this incredible destination isn’t for the weak or the weary. “Even though I’ve walked on a frozen lake before, Abraham Lake made me feel completely uneasy since the lake was not covered with snow,” says Onal. “Even though the icy surface was around 8-9 inches thick, it still scared the hell out of me, not only because of the fact that I could see all the cracks…and the darkness of the lake bottom through the glassy surface, but also [because of] the deep boomy, cracking sounds coming from underneath the lake’s surface.”

Click through for image sources.

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Sun, 30 Dec 2012 19:05:14 -0500

queen-ant: I left my cat out in the rain for about 0.2 seconds...

Fri, 28 Dec 2012 23:10:37 -0500

queen-ant:

I left my cat out in the rain for about 0.2 seconds too long, which makes for some interesting facial expressions.

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Thu, 27 Dec 2012 00:25:37 -0500

jennyaddams: Montreal-based Canadian photographer François...

Sat, 15 Dec 2012 23:24:34 -0500

jennyaddams:

Montreal-based Canadian photographer François Brunelle has met many unrelated people who look amazingly alike, during the course of his travels. Inviting these pairs of doppelgängers into his studio, he captured their incredible likeness in black-and-white, family-styled portraits. In some cases, the subjects even have similar expressions—it is really a wonder that they are not only not twins, but are actually completely unrelated to each other. These portraits make us wonder if we all have doppelgängers somewhere else in the world—would you like to meet yours?

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antioxidents: vashxthexstampede: Everyone in the apartment...

Fri, 16 Nov 2012 20:46:39 -0500

antioxidents:

vashxthexstampede:

Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat.

Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say, love. The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly.

To start with, he had only one eye, and where the other should have been was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot has appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner. His tail has long since been lost, leaving only the smallest stub, which he would constantly jerk and twitch. Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby striped-type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, even his shoulders with thick, yellowing scabs.

Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. “That’s one UGLY cat!!”

All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave.

Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he would come running meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.

One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbors huskies. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. From my apartment I could hear his screams, and I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly’s sad life was almost at an end.

Ugly lay in a wet circle, his back legs and lower back twisted grossly out of shape, a gaping tear in the white strip of fur that ran down his front. As I picked him up and tried to carry him home I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. I must be hurting him terribly I thought.

Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear - Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring. Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled-scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion.

At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, or even try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain.

Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly. Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful. He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for.

Many people want to be richer, more successful, well liked, beautiful, but for me, I will always try to be Ugly.

m0iety: Japanese designer Naoto Fukasawa takes packaging design...

Thu, 15 Nov 2012 18:31:10 -0500

m0iety:

Japanese designer Naoto Fukasawa takes packaging design to a whole new level through literalist design. Most brands and packaging nowadays bombard users with texts, fonts, colors and elements to stand out from the supermarket shelf. Fukasawa takes the road less traveled and created these brilliant packaging designs.