The most relatable joke of Kid Gorgeous

I did a similar. Only it was $35k and Tolstoy.

Hillary Clinton, What Happened. (via chrisdwoo)

sometimes you just gotta

The Adventure Zone forever!

Klaine Fic Index

Years of fandom, years of fic! It’s so easy to forget old favourites or losing links to things you haven’t reread in a while. 

That’s why we have been working on a BIG KLAINE FIC INDEX for the past few months.

We are @alianne, @mailroomorder, @lilyvandersteen, @hkvoyage, @oldboldsellsword, @dashingduo, @jillypickle, @weightofwater, with the help of @dont-stop-believin-in-klaine, @hearteyesanderson, @jadejedi, and @lallagoglee.

The site is a constant work in progress and will be updated continuously. There is a lot of fic in this fandom and we know this index isn’t complete - please be patient with us while we keep working on adding more fics.

We have a lot of links up already and we hope you have fun browsing and maybe rediscovering things or finding fics you haven’t read before.

CHRISTMAS CAME EARLY!

The AP’s standards blog just posted a piece about how to use the term ‘alt-right’ when writing articles. Considering the Associated Press provides the style guidelines for newspapers and magazines nationwide, this clarification is a big deal. Here’s the sweet and succinct “usage” section.

The Associated Press is ready to call a duck a duck and so should you.

Hot For Teacher - Teaser

Here’s a little teaser for my upcoming KHBB fic, Hot For Teacher.  The real trailer by @47mel47 will blow your minds - it will come out with the fic (on A03 on Dec. 7).

When dreamy new orchestra director Blaine Anderson shows up at Mountain High, an arts school near L.A., Kurt doesn’t plan on having much to do with him.  Kurt just wants to keep his head down and do his job, heading up the choral program and making sure Rachel doesn’t go overboard with her drama students.   It’s hard enough admitting that he needed a break from his acting career without adding failed romance to the equation. But when Rachel recruits Blaine to help with a charity event, Kurt decides to see for himself what Blaine is like.

*****

… Kurt decides to bite the bullet.  It’s downright weird that he and Blaine haven’t yet had a real conversation. It’s some kind of combination of Kurt’s natural reluctance to get too close to adorable straight boys and jealousy of Blaine’s seemingly effortless ability to endear himself to everyone around him, but Kurt is fairly self-aware, and he knows he’s being a little ridiculous.  Blaine is a member of his department, he’s got the students excited about music, and there’s no reason to keep avoiding him.

 Kurt makes his way down the hall towards the orchestra room.  They have an opportunity for a gig at a fall festival in a few weeks, and he thinks that maybe the jazz combo could take turns doing sets with the Glee club. They might even try to work out a joint number, teach the Glee kids “Summertime” (Anita could definitely pull it off) or something else the jazz group has been working on (he thinks he heard “Girl From Ipanema” coming from the auditorium the other day – a classic).

 The door to the rehearsal room is propped open, and Kurt is just about to go in, when he hears Blaine’s voice.

 “No, it’s fine.  I get it.”  Blaine’s words are clipped.  “Obviously that’s more important.  It’s not like we planned this weeks ago or anything.”  

 Kurt hears the squeak of a chair scraping against the floor, and then Blaine speaks up again.

 “Whatever, Cooper. I’ve got work to do.  You go do you.  I’ll see you when you get back.”  

 Kurt hears a loud noise – a hand slamming against the desk, he thinks – and quickly retreats back down the hall.  He can recognize a private conversation when he hears one; he just wishes he hadn’t heard it.  That Cooper must really be a jerk, to get peaceful Blaine riled up like that.  He had assumed Blaine was straight, but maybe that was just Rachel’s wishful thinking taking over, because that definitely sounded like a lover’s quarrel.  Kurt pushes away the unasked for flash of hope that leaps in his chest – Blaine might be gay, or he might not.  But he is definitely attached, and that’s not something Kurt intends to get involved in.

Ooh, excited!

Griffin McElroy, talking about the benefits of Shaquille O’Neil as president in MBMBaM 326 (via shadesoforlando)

I miss the days when the biggest tinhat problem was a fringe group of the Glee fandom desperately wanting to believe their favorite actors are in a secret relationship (did you know that Chris Colfer secretly saw Hedwig from the rafters dozens of times???!!!)….

Now instead one has become President of the United States. 

I laugh, if only to confuse the tears.

concept: the show supernatural but with the mcelroy brothers

Griffin: So Scraps I noticed that the ghost is still sort of… Travis: …? Griffin: It’s. Y'know… Travis: … A ghost? Griffin: … Travis: … Griffin: *sigh* Travvy the fucking ghost is still here. It’s fucking hAUnting our asses right now. It’s - it - it wants my soul, Travvy. It wants my delicious, sUcCuLeNt soul. Travis: I mean I salted and burnt the remains, I don’t - I dunno what to tell you. Griffin: Did you? Travis: Yeah! I– Griffin: You– Travis: I did, I– Griffin: You sure? Because if you did, then the ghost would be - uh, it would be ah-PaSsEd ON, ah-My DuDe, it’d– Justin: Hey Travis. Griffin: – have sloughed off– Travis: *laughing* I salted – Justin: Travis, what if– Griffin: this mortal FuCkInG cOiL– Travis: I did! I salted and I burnt the body, I did. Justin: Travis let me ask you this. Travis: What Justin. Justin: … You used regular salt? Travis: I used regular… ahhh, it was, I mean it’s *technically*– Justin: Travis. Travis: I maaaayyyy have used your Margaritaville margarita salt BUT IT’S Griffin: *bursting into laughter* Justin: You did WHAT Travis: IT’S TECHNICALLY JUST SALT JUSTIN Griffin: HA HA HAAAA!! *clapping* Justin: Why the FUCK would you use– Griffin: Was it fucking JImMy BUFFET’S body you burned?! Like– Travis: Look, I didn’t have any other salt on hand, Justin’s always got it in a cupboard somewhere, I just Justin: Ugh. Travis look, what you’ve done is– Griffin: *gasping* ohhh my Jesus Justin: -it’s unacceptable but I can’t fault you because, yes, you’re right, it is technically– Travis: ThAnK you, – Justin: –I MEAN it’s *technically* just salt but it’s like Travis: Yes! Yes, it is. Justin: Whatever. You salted the remains. You burnt the body. Travis: Yes, THAT I definitely did, that part’s easy. Griffin: *snickering* ’d'you fuckin- you fuckin douse ‘em in some Parrot Bay first? Travis: No, Griffin, I used lighter fluid thank you very much Justin: And we’re sure– we’re SURE there aren’t any other little… bits and pieces of our dearly departed sorta… *hangin out* somewhere? Griffin: Ohhh, I see what you’re sayin, you’re sayin’ we got a - a rogue appendage situation on our hands. Travis: I mean, it *looked* whole when I was, y'know– Griffin: *laughing* When - when you were making it into a corpse-ARITA? Travis: *laughing* A piña corpse-lada! Griffin: Oh, *very* good! Travis: Thank you! Justin: K but like. You don’t know if some creepy motherfucker has a lock of duder’s hair tucked away in his desk drawer, do you. Travis: How would I know that Justin. Justin: You can’t, that’s what I’m saying! We can’t know that, we can’t just go door to door through this entire town asking for locks of hair and fingernails and, and, Griffin: “Excuse me ma'am did you and this, this super-dead phantom boy ever make a wish on one of his sweet, *delicate*, fallen eyelashes? Ma'am I need you to tell me where that eyelash is currently it’s SUPER important and definitely not a fetish of mine.” Travis: Oh maybe we just need to find all the nose pickins he left behind! Griffin: Ew, Travis! Travis: I’m just sayin! Justin: !! …. ………………. …….….. …. unless. Griffin: UNlesss….. Travis: unLESS!

I Respect the Office of the President.

But that doesn’t mean I have to give the Person holding that Office automatic and unquestioning Respect. 

Truth.

The one thing about this election cycle I can take a tiny amount of joy in is getting complaints at the station from people saying they are disgusted with our unfair reporting on Donald Trump and our “obvious liberal bias”. And then threatening or declaring they will never send in another donation.

(Let’s ignore the fact that we have no control over what NPR reports on, and that, in my estimation, our station news team is absolutely professional and fair-minded in their local reporting.)

The percentage of these people who are or were members? 0%

I can’t tell of they’re hypocritical or just have Swiss cheese memories.

Reblogging to remind you there are real people on the other end of your nastygrams.

Sometimes we can laugh it off. Sometimes we can't.

I'd send this to my ex sister-in-law if I thought she was capable of even a second of honest self-reflection.

In case anyone tries to tell you The Voting Rights Act wasn’t important.

To anyone placing the blame fully on Clinton's "failure to inspire", take a minute to read this. And to anyone who still thinks we're doing just fine without a fully functional Voting Rights Act, kindly shut the eff up and educate yourself.

by  casadeperrin