today in “things i’m disproportionately emotional about”:

kaijutegu:

hungry-hungry-hobbit:

systlin:

pipcomix:

the-thrill-be-damned:

it’s facial reconstructions of prehistoric humans!!

like, look at this part-homo sapiens, part-neandertal man from well over 30,000 years ago:

doesn’t he just look like a dude you’d wanna hang out with? like he probably washes dishes in the kitchen with you, and has excellent weed

what a charming fellow. what stories he probably has to tell. i’d definitely go shoot the shit with him on Contemplation Rock after i’d finished my day’s work carving a bone flute for the autumn hunting ceremony, or whatever

people have been people ever since people first became people, i tell you what

they all had lives and histories and families and friends and dumb gossip and games they played and total bullshit in which they believed wholeheartedly

they all argued about the nature of the world, and of themselves

they all sang songs

they all drew pictures

they all buried their dead in graves, and they buried their dead in graves well before they did a lot of that other stuff. they buried their dead with flowers, with panther claws, with the bones of animals they’d killed, with the bones of family members who had died at the same time or earlier. they buried their dead with their arms folded across their chests

they fell in love

they took care of their old and their sick and their disabled, even when it cost them

they made new things, and worried about what the new things meant for people everywhere, as a whole

Oh I like him he looks like he would appreciate my jokes

This dude would have great stories at a get-together and would bring some really great homemade dip. 

I feel like he really digs Lo-Fi Music

This guy was sculpted by Alfons and Adrie Kennis, and their Neanderthal reconstructions are all delightful

I love the kid in the last picture a lot- they look like a kid, just a little kid who’s done some mischief and is trying not to laugh about it.

I also adore their Lucy- they’ve struck a wonderful balance between the falling angel and the rising ape.

And their Turkana boy- there’s something precious and wistful in those eyes. 

But my favorite has got to be their reconstruction of H. floresiensis.

Just look at her. That’s a face of someone who’s lived and seen a lot, but also a face that’s known love and joy and laughter. That’s a face with a soul

openheart-wickedmind:

dinkywinks:

dinkywinks:

i just cant get over the lobster scene. like his friends are actively begging him, do not get into the lobster tank. please eddie. tom hardy you were in mad max fury road dont do this. and tom hardy looks at his friend like “i know i shouldnt do this. i shouldnt be getting into this lobster tank but i’m going to anyway. i’m already mostly inside. cant stop now. i’m sorry i dont want to be doing this either there’s just no other choice for me.” and then he takes a bg bite out of a live lobster that’s still in the shell and everything. 

tom hardy doesn’t actually know he’s being possessed by an alien yet in the story. he’s just resigned himself to whatever fucking meltdown he seems to be having. he doesn’t even seem particularly surprised that things have gone this way for him. like ten minutes later he finds out his heart stopped working and hes just like “you asshole” and he throws his alien parasite against the wall like a water balloon. and then he just leaves and is immediately kidnapped. what a fucking wild ride tom hardy is on. 

tom hardy’s actual superpower is being the exact same level of dysfunctional no matter what is happening in his life. so when everything’s going ok for him he self-destructs spectacularly, but when literally everything that can happen to a human being happens to him, he does, like, unrealistically well. climbing into a lobster tank and eating a live animal with large claws just like… “well, this is what’s happening to me today. i’m so sorry you have to watch this, man. anyway here goes, i’m going to bite into a living creature with my human mouth and then LOSE CONSCIOUSNESS”

this movie’s fucking killing me from the inside.

IT WASNT EVEN IN THE SCRIPT TOM HARDY IS JUST A FUCKING GENUINE MADMAN

voidbat:

disappointed-pero-not-surprised:

dank-space-memes:

inkandcayenne:

wilfulwayfarer:

rasec-wizzlbang:

dalaisa-katili:

local-emo-mom:

anarcho-individualist:

explanatorypower:

i dont understand this at all and america scares the fuck out of me

This is the america they don’t want you to see

i love america

This is what you call Waffle House at 2 am when the bars close and everyone is drunk and hungry

*group of people having fun*
this site: wtf this is so scary

People having safe fun at a waffle house is scary for most Tumblr bloggers, reports say.

Some context for those not familiar with Waffle House Culture: 

  • Waffle House is one of the few chains in America that’s open 24/7/365, and where you can get both breakfast and lunch/dinner options at any time (I have had so many Breakfast Cheeseburgers at Waffle Houses). The food is really good, and people eat there at all times of the day or night, but it’s particularly popular as a late-night post-drinking spot because it’s all that’s open and it’s the kind of food that tastes especially good when you’re hammered.
  • Part of Waffle House Protocol is that all the servers and cooks greet every single customer as they come through the door. It sounds lame, but I’ve never been to a Waffle House where that greeting didn’t feel completely heartfelt. My mom is a health nut who could barely find anything on the menu she was willing to eat and yet she describes the Christmas Day lunch we had there one year as one of the nicest meals she’s ever had because everyone was so warm and welcoming. That sense of camaraderie gets turned up to 11, of course, at 2 a.m. when everyone’s shitfaced.
  • The jukeboxes have Waffle-House-themed songs on them (once you have heard “Raisins in my Toast” you will be earwormed forever) and there is an arcane system of hash brown ordering: scattered, smothered, covered, chunked, topped, diced, peppered, and/or capped. The hot sauce bottles say “Casa de Waffle.” 
  • Once, in Oxford (UK), my husband and I walked past a kebab van very late one night and he said “why do I smell Waffle House”
  • The location of most Waffle Houses means there’s some… classism that tends to get tied up with Anti-Waffle House Discourse, which is probably lending itself, in part, to this being such a fraught topic. (I’m looking at a map and apparently I was born and raised right in the middle of the Peak Waffle House Density Zone)
  • It is, in the words of chef Anthony Bourdain, “indeed marvelous— an irony-free zone where everything is beautiful and nothing hurts; where everybody regardless of race, creed, color or degree of inebriation is welcomed.”

This was adorable lmao

wholesome post

FEMA actually uses waffle houses as part of their metrics for disasters. it’s an unofficial metric but it is literally called The Waffle House Index.

The Waffle House Index is an informal metric used by the Federal Emergency Management Agency (FEMA) to determine the effect of a storm and the likely scale of assistance required for disaster recovery.

“lf you get there and the Waffle House is closed? That’s really bad… That’s where you go to work.”

Humans are Space Orcs “Venomous Saliva?”

thededfa:

starr-fall-knight-rise:

From the Intergalactic Journal of Biology and Mechanics

During the solar cycle of 14456 a replication study was
conducted by our scientists on the Intergalactic Congress Laboratory. The study
attempted to replicate an experiment from a previously published human study.
The results were a conclusive replication indicating that the human mouth
contains up to 200 species of microorganisms at a concentration of 1,000 to 1
billion on each dental protrusion (tooth).

Despite their out world classification as a class A-1
predator, on their own planet they meet a low classification of a D-8 predator or
a B-2 when factoring in their intelligence. For this reason, on their own
planet, the humans are not considered to be venomous despite the need for
immediate hospitalization upon receiving a bite from their own species.

Off planet their nature as an A-1 apex predator gives them a
subclass of a G-6 venom predator. Though their saliva is not dangerous when in
contact with open skin or carapace, immediate medical attention is required if
bitten or spit on. Areas of danger include the eyes nose mouth, or any other orifice
that allows access to the nervous system.

Additional literature on the subject indicates that
bacterial presence is used as a catalyst for breaking down food in the mouth.
Other bacteria exists within the gut to help with food processing. Without
bacterial assistance, food processing would be almost impossible for a human.
The nature of this mutualism inoculates the human against most off-world diseases.

A cautionary note: Species from the Gamma four sector are
advised to keep clear of humans all together as they are particularly susceptible
to human venom*.

*All non-human species are advised to avoid calling humans “Venomous”
as it may be seen as an insult. Humans do not see themselves as a particular
danger to others in this way.

 

At any other time, Krill might have been worried about their
present predicament, but after months of shenanigans with the humans including
almost dying more than once, the situation they were in now was almost
laughable.

Once again human reckless stupidity had brought them to
their knees before an angry group of Burg. Perhaps they would have made it out
alive if the “sass” of the Captain hadn’t inadvertently offended the leader of
the ship; an offence, which punishment was immediate execution.

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That’s such a death worlder thought: “venom and bacteria aren’t the same thing”