1. danagould:

Two years ago, I was performing at The Punchline in San Francisco, and Robin came to the show with our mutual friend, Dan Spencer.
This particular batch of material was the first time I had touched upon my then still-fresh divorce wounds, and big chunks of it were pretty dark. The next day, I got a text from a number I didn’t recognize. Whoever it was had obviously been to the show and knew my number, so I figured they would reveal themselves at some point and save me the embarrassment of asking who they were.
The Mystery Texter asked how I was REALLY doing. “You can’t fool me. Some of those ‘jokes’ aren’t ‘jokes.” By now I knew that whoever this was had been through what I was enduring, as no one else would know to ask, “What time of day is the hardest?”
He wanted to know how my kids were handling it, all the while assuring me that the storm, as bleak as it was, would one day pass and that I was not, as I was then convinced, a terrible father for visiting a broken home upon my children.
I am not rewriting this story in retrospect to make it dramatic. I did not know who I was texting with. Finally, my phone blipped, and I saw, in a little green square, “Okay, pal. You got my number. Call me. I’ve been there. You’re going to be okay. - Robin.”
That is what you call a human being.

    danagould:

    Two years ago, I was performing at The Punchline in San Francisco, and Robin came to the show with our mutual friend, Dan Spencer.

    This particular batch of material was the first time I had touched upon my then still-fresh divorce wounds, and big chunks of it were pretty dark. The next day, I got a text from a number I didn’t recognize. Whoever it was had obviously been to the show and knew my number, so I figured they would reveal themselves at some point and save me the embarrassment of asking who they were.

    The Mystery Texter asked how I was REALLY doing. “You can’t fool me. Some of those ‘jokes’ aren’t ‘jokes.” By now I knew that whoever this was had been through what I was enduring, as no one else would know to ask, “What time of day is the hardest?”

    He wanted to know how my kids were handling it, all the while assuring me that the storm, as bleak as it was, would one day pass and that I was not, as I was then convinced, a terrible father for visiting a broken home upon my children.

    I am not rewriting this story in retrospect to make it dramatic. I did not know who I was texting with. Finally, my phone blipped, and I saw, in a little green square, “Okay, pal. You got my number. Call me. I’ve been there. You’re going to be okay. - Robin.”

    That is what you call a human being.

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  2. visualizingmath:

allofthemath:

mathed-potatoes:

When people ask me how I can be a math major and still say I’m not good with numbers, I’m like ‘here, let me draw you a picture.’

All so true.

^For those that are considering majoring in math but are deterred by their lack of number skills, there’s definitely more to mathematics than simply numbers. (I’m not dissing stats or number theory or algebra though. Those are cool too!)

    visualizingmath:

    allofthemath:

    mathed-potatoes:

    When people ask me how I can be a math major and still say I’m not good with numbers, I’m like ‘here, let me draw you a picture.’

    All so true.

    ^For those that are considering majoring in math but are deterred by their lack of number skills, there’s definitely more to mathematics than simply numbers. (I’m not dissing stats or number theory or algebra though. Those are cool too!)

    Reblogged from: visualizingmath
  3. chrisknyc:

Caspar David Friedrich

    chrisknyc:

    Caspar David Friedrich

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  4. fuckyeahplattenbau:

Novosibirsk, Siberia
    Reblogged from: architectureofdoom
  5. justanothermasterpiece:

Monique van Genderen.

    justanothermasterpiece:

    Monique van Genderen.

    Reblogged from: justanothermasterpiece
  6. senderblock:

milfhouse:

sold

double sold 

    senderblock:

    milfhouse:

    sold

    double sold 

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  7. biocanvas:

Rotifers
Rotifers are tiny multicellular organisms found commonly in freshwater environments around the world. They are largely considered to be the smallest animals on Earth, composed of over 1,000 cells complete with a full digestive system and jaws but only reaching the size of a microscopic amoeba. They can be found in the most extreme environments, including the Mojave Desert where they enter dormancy when their habitats dry up. Scientists in Antarctica have recently discovered single cell organisms existing deep below ice sheets, but they’re looking even harden to see if more complex creatures like rotifers have been able to survive without sunlight in sub-zero temperatures for nearly a million years.
Image by Dr. Igor Siwanowicz, HHMI Janelia Farm Research Campus.

    biocanvas:

    Rotifers

    Rotifers are tiny multicellular organisms found commonly in freshwater environments around the world. They are largely considered to be the smallest animals on Earth, composed of over 1,000 cells complete with a full digestive system and jaws but only reaching the size of a microscopic amoeba. They can be found in the most extreme environments, including the Mojave Desert where they enter dormancy when their habitats dry up. Scientists in Antarctica have recently discovered single cell organisms existing deep below ice sheets, but they’re looking even harden to see if more complex creatures like rotifers have been able to survive without sunlight in sub-zero temperatures for nearly a million years.

    Image by Dr. Igor Siwanowicz, HHMI Janelia Farm Research Campus.

    Reblogged from: biocanvas
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  10. jedhenry:

    maelgwyn:

    My Neighbor Totoro house built IRL.

    Y’ALLS DON’T UNDERSTAND HOW DESPERATELY I NEED TO LIVE THERE *m*

    This is so cool, I just had to repost it.

    Reblogged from: jedhenry
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