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Kermit and the ALS Ice Bucket Challenge

teacupsandcapes

thank you vince mcmahon this was precious

Your human faves could NEVER.

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thebrainscoop:

murmurousocean:

Check out the article about this: Global catches, exploitation rates, and rebuilding options for sharks

http://www.sciencedirect.com/science/article/pii/S0308597X13000055

I’ve got a video on this. 

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Mister Bearcy and Darcybot went down to the shore today. They soaked up some sun, and talked about Life and Lizzies. Mister Bearcy has recently developed a taste for a certain sweet, carbonated beverage.

Mister Bearcy went for a bike ride today along Narragansett Bay in Rhode Island. Of course he wore his helmet, to protect his brain in case of a crash. He enjoyed the exhilarating feel of the wind in this fur. He could not help thinking of William, and the bike rides they have been on together.

Mr. Bearcy relaxing in the hammock, and daydreaming of home.

Mr. Bearcy relaxing in the hammock, and daydreaming of home.

Mr. Bearcy seeing the sights in Connecticut

1) Gillette’s Castle

2) Gillette’s Castle

3) Gillette’s Castle as seen from the Hadlyme Ferry across the Connecticut River

4) Covered bridge at Devil’s Hopyard State Park

5) Chapman Falls at Devil’s Hopyard State Park



This evening my hostess thought it would be fun for us all to play some board games. She first chose a game that I found to be a bit disconcerting, but she reassured me that it was merely meta for me, which I did not understand, was comforted by nevertheless. It was called Pride and Prejudice: The Board Game. The object of the game is to marry off your characters. Oddly, there was a pair named Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth Bennet. Darcybot and I had a slight disagreement over who should play with that particular pair of characters, but in the end we decided to play as a team. Our host played as Jane Bennet and Mr. Bingley, and our hostess took the pair no one wanted, Lydia Bennet and George Wickham. Darcybot and I won, getting our characters to the church first, but I think that our hostess lost on purpose.
Then we played another game with essentially the same theme - marrying off your character. This game was a card game called Marrying Mr. Darcy. I chose to play as Elizabeth Bennet, with my goal to marry Mr. Darcy. Darcybot chose to play as Georgiana Darcy. I think he has some programming that leads him to be overprotective of younger sisters. I won again, succeeding in marrying Elizabeth Bennet to Mr. Darcy. Nobody wanted to marry Mr. Wickham.
All in all it was a somewhat unnerving but ultimately diverting way to spend the evening.


Mr. Bearcy meets some of the neighbors. Everyone felt a bit standoffish at first. I think it was shyness.

Mr. Bearcy meets some of the neighbors. Everyone felt a bit standoffish at first. I think it was shyness.

A momentous meeting: Mr. Bearcy meets Darcybot

It was slightly awkward, but eventually there was a very manly embrace.

orangepenguino:

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This was recorded by the Portsmouth Sinfonia in an experiment where all the members of the orchestra would swap instruments with each other and attempt to play them to the best of their ability.

favorite things about this

  • literally all the brass starts to get the hang of it and then the crescendos happen and everyone is like FUCK FUCK FUCK??? FUCK. JUST. BLOW RLY HARD.
  • the strings are lazy but also the same. like u can tell a lot of the ppl w/ the stringed instruments may already basically know how to play stringed instruments. like there’s definitely a section at the beginning where you hear a good portion going “oh yeah this is like. a smaller/bigger version of what i do.”
  • all you hear of any woodwinds is just “pffffttt??? pFFFTTTT???? PFFFFFTTTT I SAID PFFFFTTTT!!!!!” bc woodwinds are fucking HARD and you hear after like the first crescendo half of them just give up. they give up. they’re done. fuck this it tastes weird and my lips hurt.
  • that trumpet. that person is fucking TRYING man they fucking GOT this. they may not have figured out notes but they figured out LOUD and they GOT this.

I JUST DIED

I SEARCHED THIS POST FOR AGES OH MY GOD

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Lotsa classics passing through today.

“pffffttt??? pFFFTTTT???? PFFFFFTTTT I SAID PFFFFTTTT!!!!!”

<3 <3 <3 (As a person who has played piano, clarinet, bassoon, percussion, and guitar, I love this so hard. Don’t care if I’ve already reblogged it. It’s happening again.)

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