Confessions of a Hawthorne Fangirl

I'm watching you...and then writing about it.

itsoneofthemuses:

Hi!

I co-mod the Jeff/Annie shipping community over on Livejournal and it’s a pretty active place.  I know that a lot of fandom activities have ventured over to Tumblr so I thought I would go ahead and put this out here…

Tomorrow, we’re going to host our first ever Fanworks Clutch (working title, okay?) in which anyone who writes, vids, blogs, mixes or otherwise participates in creating fanworks for the Jeff/Annie pairing is welcome to gather and discuss and interact.  If you consume fanworks, you’re welcome too.

The goal is to help authors and artists get past their blocks and ruts and foster a community post where they can bounce ideas and thoughts and plot points off of each other.  Whether you have time to beta or you just want to share your background music…  Please drop by and leave a comment.

We’ve been having some great discussions over on the weekly series rewatch discussion posts and we’re looking at doing this every month on the last Friday of the month (replacing our usual Ficcy Friday prompting post), if you can’t make it this time around.

Please reblog and tag anyone you think might be interested!

(off the top of my head: nyclove3, hello-wright-or-wrong, funkapus, giggliographies, geekinthejeep, itsactuallycorrine, lunarblue21, liz-marcs, milady-annie, @magic-is-might92, onceandfuturekiki, rashaka, sinecute, sluthouseestopthenrewind, @teruel-a-witch, thecanadianspaniard, virtual-toast, wallowsinthecloud)

Signal boost.

Can I just say how happy I am to see more Better of Ted things happening on my dash?

(via kettledear)

tamorapierce:

What gives them the right?  What gives these pignutted maggot-riddled sewer crawlers the right to question any woman’s medical history, particularly such a painful one?  Would this grunting, strutting, anus-picking parody of a writer have dared to ask any male candidate/ autobiographer if he had sired any out-of-wedlock progeny or paid a woman to have an abortion?  Would he have taken counsel of the local psyocibin tripper or hookah-smoking caterpillar for similarly accurate Timothy Leary factoids on the health needs of male procreation gone wrong?

This Neanderthal’s article and methods alike are obscene.  He rubs up against a spokesquisling from Texas Right to Life for his “facts,” and demands medical records of Davis’s campaign—documents that aren’t even available to her former spouse, let alone campaign folk or manure-grubbing online yapturds.

And Horne of Texas Right to Life is working for the wrong outfit, since she doesn’t appear to know that her “4% of abortions concerning physical health” includes Davis’s ectopic pregnancy, one of which occurs in 19.7 per 1,000 pregnancies (Josie L. Tenore, M.D.’s 2/2000 article in American Family Physician; <http://www.aafp.org/afp/2000/0215/p1080.html>) or 1 in 100 pregnancies (Patient UK webpage <http://www.patient.co.uk/health/ectopic-pregnancy-leaflet#>).  Horne’s out-of-her-ass figures don’t even cover the life-threatening ectopic pregnancy alone.

How long will American women and even decent American men swallow this swill?  How long will they let these hedge-crawling mawworms dictate our national discourse?  When will we make it clear to these scandal suckers that we will not tolerate this kind of treatment of women, no matter what their field—whether it is politics, film, diplomacy,  secretarial work, or sales?

We sit by and watch these parasites sell women as sexual objects, the deserving victims of violence, the careless destroyers of lives, and the two-faced peddlers of sin.  It’s been happening on the campaign trail, in elevators, online, on the street, in homes, on television.  When is this going to stop?  Women of color, poor women, working women, little girls, grown women, mothers, grandmothers, daughters, middle class women, students, film stars, politicians, heads of state, singers, secretaries, waitresses, maids, nannies, white women, women on buses, women on their way home, women in bars, women on stage, women at home.  None of our bodies are safe.  None of our thoughts or utterances are respected.  None of our works are given parity with even lesser works by men.

When does it stop?  We do we stop being other?  When do we stop fighting each other?  When do we stop being separate, secondary, lower, different, disregarded, disgusting, contemptible, useless, throwaway?

When?

Reblogged for rage.

(via arasigyrn)

norabombay:

Well this just happened.  Sometimes you nuke them from orbit. It’s the only way to be sure.

My arrow wounded up pointing to someone reblogging this arrow, so big fail for me.

Then norabombay reblogged what it looked like on her dash.

Thanks, darlin’!

marysocontrary1:

lady-danute-titania-mormont:

thatravenclawbitch:

just-keep-diving-down-the-hole:

peeho1e:

askthemariobros:

rainbow-dash-101:

at the risk of this going horribly im going to do this

reblogging this
because i’ll regret it

i accept

This isn’t going to end well

On my dash, there’s a 90% chance of it being Robert Carlyle.

you won’t believe… XD

Well going by what showed up on mine it’s Chris Pine shaking his booty. No pictures or gifs, just a comment from someone else. I haven’t seen the video, so no. 

Curious to see where this ends up&#8230;

marysocontrary1:

lady-danute-titania-mormont:

thatravenclawbitch:

just-keep-diving-down-the-hole:

peeho1e:

askthemariobros:

rainbow-dash-101:

at the risk of this going horribly im going to do this

reblogging this

because i’ll regret it

i accept

This isn’t going to end well

On my dash, there’s a 90% chance of it being Robert Carlyle.

you won’t believe… XD

Well going by what showed up on mine it’s Chris Pine shaking his booty. No pictures or gifs, just a comment from someone else. I haven’t seen the video, so no. 

Curious to see where this ends up…

(via onceandfuturekiki)

liz-marcs:

kalliopestarmist:

This was the actual platform that they ran him on.

Cannot. Stop. Laughing.

Reblogging because I stumbled across this. Still laughing at the truth bomb presented here.

A rare still of Shirley and Annie.

I love this picture because it perfectly illustrates the dark side of both Shirley’s and Annie’s leadership styles.

It’s Shirley’s Regina George (the Queen Bee who surrounds herself with sycophants) meets Annie’s Iago (the manipulative power behind the throne).

subversivegrrl:

ragingbitchfest:

starrose17:

marmolita:

When:

  • if you were up to date your computer was probably running windows 95
  • there was no standard word processing application (I used Word Perfect, who remembers that one?)
  • “the internet” was usually synonymous with…

You’re forgetting Usenet!

Which mostly existed before there was a WWW or Internet Navigator. (Whoops! I’m outing my age. Potentially.) I remember the day Google bought Usenet and turned it into Google Groups. Which doesn’t exist any more. 

Plus:  I was an Alta Vista GODDESS! I knew all the tricks to make those search results more accurate (BOOLEAN EXPRESSIONS FTW!)

Also, too:  GET OFF MY LAWN!

onceandfuturekiki:

If you have any interest in film at all, I would really appreciate it if you followed my film blog. I initially set it up because the Rotten Tomatoes forums shut down, and I wanted a place where my friends from there could find me without having to wade through all of my fandom stuff.

But I spent a lot of yesterday applying for scholarships and looking into film programs at the colleges I’m applying to. I also spent some time talking to family and friends about my plans for the future, and the possibility of finally publishing my book about Pre-Code Hollywood.

I’m going to be studying film history. I intend to get my doctorate and go into teaching and archiving, specifically preservation. I’d also like to write about film history and, as I mentioned, I’ve already been working on one about pre-code Hollywood.

Having a place where I exclusively talk about film, where my work can be found, is something that has the potential to be very important in my future education and career. And it would be even better if that place had a decent amount of followers. Not just because being somewhat known would raise my profile in the film history community, but also because being able to answer questions thoroughly and partake in discussion is something that really matters in the field.

So I would really super appreciate it if you followed my blog and, if you would be really super duper awesome and sweet, reblog this post and share with anyone you know who is a little bit interested in film. 

And I’ll always be thrilled to answer any questions, partake in any discussions about anything film related, not just classic film/film history related over at Kiki Talks Movies.

Reblogging for the film buffs on my dash.

I have developed a certain fondness for the men’s rights activists know as MRA’s, or more colloquially:  ‘Restraining-Order-Americans.’

Normally you would have to turn to PETA or Code Pink to find a group whose words and deeds are so completely detrimental to their aims and just make people go, “Ugh, pass.” But the MRA’s are special …. and yes, I mean they are ‘special’ in a very ‘special’ way.  Like libertarians , they sound perfectly rational for the first ten minutes or so and then –suddenly and without warning — the crazy starts to bubble up to the surface and a new chapter in the DSM-5 is born.

In doing some research on these jolly fellows –BECAUSE I WANT TO BE FAIR — I discovered a delightful hither-to unbeknownst to me acronym: MGTOW, which I came to learn  means: Men Going Their Own Way.

I have followed the fabulous Tbogg (aka the fabulous Tom Boggioni) since the beginning of his blogging career when he had his own little porch on teh Internets (that series of tubes).

He is always on point, and always hilarious. I recommend a regular dose of reading him. His take on the MRAs is hilarious  and spot-on.

Also, to:  if you’re someone who generally avoids the comments, especially when it comes to MRAs, have no fear in this case. The commenters on this one really do pound the MRAs to paste. It’s like a wordy equivalent of whack-a-mole.

Lyrics of this song (“Beautifully,” if you’re curious) just simply break my heart when I hear them.

The video is…not what I expected. It’s not bad, and it does fit, but doesn’t quite match the images I had in my head.

Seriously, though. Give it a listen.

Warning:  Heartbreaking subject matter.

Admittedly, most people in the world do not live near “destination cities for international tourism.”

I, it should be noted, am not most people. To be fair, I actually love living in Massachusetts (aka, the Commonwealth of Massachusetts, or, as I like to call it, the People’s Republic of Massachusetts), and I actually love the fact that I live in the Boston area.

Although, I admit that sometimes tourists do drive me a bit insane. Enough that about six year ago I made a slightly ranty post about All the Tourists I’ve Loved (and Not Loved) Before because I got pushed to the breaking point by a rude tourist. (PROTIP:  Real cities are not theme parks, so stop acting like all of the locals should be wearing colorful costumes and speaking in an exaggerated patois. We are not your playthings. Thank you.)

The best thing I love about it? I quite often get to read about my home through the eyes of other people.

Even the bad stuff.

Which is why I kind of love Boston Tourist Attractions, According to Unhappy Yelp Reviewers feature that went up today online. I’m not sure which is funnier. The reviews that miss point, or the answering snark from the Boston Globe.

This is has got to be my favorite one:

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For the record, Arnold Arboretum isn’t actually just about trees, which anyone with access to a Web browser will be able to see here.

Oooh, and this one’s another favorite:

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For real information on the Freedom Trail, go here.

You’re very welcome, America.

What makes this especially retroactively funny is that when this joke happened, Jeff was 36 and rounding the corner to 37. That frozen smile on his face just screams, “I can feel the liver spots breaking out on the back of my hands! And are my crows’ feet digging into the sides of my fivehead? THEY ARE! AHHHHHH!”

THIS IS HOW YOU DO AN AGE DIFFERENCE JOKE WITHOUT TURNING ANNIE INTO A 12-YEAR-OLD COMMUNITY WRITERS!

I would not be averse to a joke where Jeff makes a reference to something from the early 90s, and Annie nods like she knows what he’s talking about, only to whip out her phone to look up the reference the second Jeff’s back is turned.

If she does it while she’s naked in bed with Jeff? It would make the whole episode for me. (Shippas are gonna ship, people.)

Hell, according to Alison Brie, this is something she, Danny Pudi, and Gillian Jacobs do all the time when they read a script and don’t get the references in the script.

(via nyclove3)

lovelyardie:

itsramez:

please be courteous this 4th. of July if you have a veteran in your neighborhood 

actually signal boost this please

I almost never signal boost (I dislike the slacktivist mindset of Tumblr), but this was something that never occurred to me.
So worth putting out there.

lovelyardie:

itsramez:

please be courteous this 4th. of July if you have a veteran in your neighborhood 

actually signal boost this please

I almost never signal boost (I dislike the slacktivist mindset of Tumblr), but this was something that never occurred to me.

So worth putting out there.

(via onceandfuturekiki)

He loves her.

She doesn’t know.