mydrunkkitchen
deystreetbooks:

Hey My Drunk Kitchen fans! If you’re heading to San Diego Comic-Con International this weekend, we have a few treats in store for you at HarperCollins Booth #1029! First, we’ll have a limited quantity of bookmarks available, so be sure to head over early to snag one! If you pre-order the book at our booth, you’ll receive a free tote bag (while supplies last). Already pre-ordered the book? Fill out the form at http://hannahhart.com/book and get instant access to the first recipe!My Drunk Kitchen: A Guide to Eating, Drinking, & Going with Your Gut by Hannah Hart will be available in bookstores everywhere on August 12th.

deystreetbooks:

Hey My Drunk Kitchen fans! If you’re heading to San Diego Comic-Con International this weekend, we have a few treats in store for you at HarperCollins Booth #1029!

First, we’ll have a limited quantity of bookmarks available, so be sure to head over early to snag one!

If you pre-order the book at our booth, you’ll receive a free tote bag (while supplies last).

Already pre-ordered the book? Fill out the form at http://hannahhart.com/book and get instant access to the first recipe!

My Drunk Kitchen: A Guide to Eating, Drinking, & Going with Your Gut by Hannah Hart will be available in bookstores everywhere on August 12th.

yayponies

Anonymous asked:

Can't just be happy they're doing something nice. You gotta get pissy

yayponies answered:

I’m assuming this is in response to my reblog, which was hardly “pissy” but more of a gentle ribbing, about Panic!’s offer to make a donation to HRC for each WBC protester that turned out to picket their recent show.

Yes, it’s cute and nice of them to make a gesture like that, and it’s good press and a quick, tweetable jab at the WBC for their ridiculous antics, but it’s hardly the best they could do. There are any number of LGBT organizations that they (or their accountant, or whoever) could have picked with just the barest minimum of effort and research that are more worthy and do more actual work.

HRC is a brand, and a very-well known one, which is of course why people think of them and their stupid equals sign logo first. But they’re notorious political starfuckers who do nothing with their notoriety but throw self-congratulatory parties that raise millions, while throwing other LGBT orgs, who do the actual work, under the bus.

So, yeah.

$1,000 to HRC is nothing but a tweet and a blip in their bottomless bucket of booze money. This emergency shelter for LGBT youth in Nashville, which recently received funds from Jack Antonoff and fun.’s Ally Coalition, can provide two weeks of emergency shelter and six weeks of counseling to a critically disenfranchised young person for around that much, or 36 survival backpacks for kids living on the street.

kormantic

kelsium:

You can tell a girl she’s smart her whole life, encourage her in school, buy her a chemistry set, send her to math camp, help her apply for college scholarships in STEM fields, and she’s still eventually going to walk into a classroom, a lab, or a job interview and have some man dismiss her existence, deny her funding, pass her over for a promotion, or take credit for her work. How about you work on getting those assholes out of power and quit telling me not to call girls pretty.

failedprojects
Unlike other subcultures—skinheads, Teddy Boys, and Rude Boys in Britain; hippies, Beats, and bikers in the States—mods were something radically different: in their bespoke suits and careful haberdashery, they looked sharp because, to some extent, they were desirous of great things. Like we conference-goers aim to be, they were professional. Indeed, mods had jobs (remember “Billy Hunt”?). And unlike so many later subcultures that announced themselves in absolutely oppositional terms—punks, say, whose aggressively shredded look served as a general fuck you—mods didn’t hide the fact that they shopped, and cared about what they bought. While they attacked middle-class office drudgery and lily-white respectability, they also rejected a rigid British class system that denied them access to a life of consumer luxuries and services—a life brimming with the very stuff work would enable them to purchase. Mods were, in short, a half-rebellious youth subculture that kept one eye trained on the rewards of adulthood. Mostly working-class kids, they railed against the system because, deep down, they wanted their share of its bounty.
youngfortrees

fangirladdie:

After I saw him in The Cripple of Inishmaan, I anxiously waited to meet Daniel Radcliffe at the stage door so I could get this card signed. Because I was toward the back of the crowd, I didn’t think Daniel would even notice the card, but I was very wrong. As soon as he caught sight of the card, Daniel started laughing. He then took the card and explained how he had wanted to sign one of the cards ever since he had found out about it and signed it with my Sharpie. Then he THANKED me for bringing it and took my phone and took a selfie with me. Needless to say, I was very happy.

the more time goes by, the more i’m convinced this kid is one of us. 

tbridge

jessicalprice:

These are two things I learned about today.

First of all, chemistry students/scientists at Harvard have our backs. They’ve developed cake in an aerosol can. Now, they talk a lot about how the accelerant in the aerosol can aerates the batter and allows it to rise without yeast or baking soda, so that you can bake an entire cake in your microwave in a minute and it comes out with the same mouthfeel as normal cake and real-life bakery superstar chef people have given it their seal of approval.

But come on.

The inventor’s calling it Spray Cake, and you know, in your heart of hearts, that after this stuff is on the market, at some point, you’re going to take it out of your fridge and spray cake batter directly into your mouth. It’s okay. There’s no shaming here.

Meanwhile, if you’re preparing to spray sweet, sweet cake batter directly into your mouth like it was Readi-Whip, you’ll be happy to know that scientists have also announced that they’ve developed a vaccine that, with a single injection, reverses the symptoms of Type 2 diabetes (you know, the diet-induced kind) without side effects (at least in mice).

In my head-canon, the two labs are next to one another, and people from Cake Lab Alpha are all like, “Hey, we think we’ve figured out how to do cake in a can,” and people from Diabetes Lab are like, “Welp, we’d better get on curing diabetes, then.”

nogreatillusion
You will learn that sometimes human beings have to just sit in one place and, like, HURT. That you will become way less concerned with what other people think of you when you realize how seldom they do. That there is such a thing as raw, unalloyed, agendaless kindness. That it is possible to fall asleep during an anxiety attack.

David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest (via avvfvl)

Side note: have you ever read the original NYT review of Infinite Jest