rufftoon:

The Book Of Life

Directed by Jorge R. Gutierrez 

Studio ReelFX

Okay I really really really need to go see this movie.

axmxz:

stepharooni:

superboyfriends:

ethelindi:

Everyone probably knew this was coming.

#i legit CRY at this commercial #it actually makes me CRY #boom-dee-ada-boom-dee-ada #i just love the flipping world okay? #sobbing now

I JUST HAVE A LOT OF FEELINGS ABOUT THIS COMMERCIAL

I always wondered why they didn’t turn this into a full-scale campaign. It was BRILLIANT.

The Aristocats (1970)

kezrekade:

equine-inspiration:

chase-me-charlie:

Here, have some Friesians.

Can I keep them?

GLORIOUS

You can practically hear them singing “I’m so Prettttty, Oh so pretttty…”

gallifrey-feels:

knitmeapony:

dreaminpng:

allonnziii:

kellanium:

#probably the best explanation of a device in the tv history

This is literally my fourth or fifth time reblogging this.

It’s still hillarious.

One of my favorite lines

I kinda feel like the writers wrote this line specifically to drive the kind of fans who want to figure out how sci-fi tech would theoretically work crazy. They’re like “nope! We’re not going to give you any techno babble to tear apart or investigate or mull over to tell us how we’re doing it wrong, or how it compares in effectiveness to similar tech in other franchises.”

I also feel like this is one of those times when the TARDIS’s translation circuit just gave the fuck up. Like the ‘physics physics physics’ scene, where he is imparting secrets of the universe and the TARDIS is like THERE ARE NO WORDS FOR THIS IN ENGLISH DAMN IT DOCTOR OH HELL FUCK IT.

OH MY GODS she TOTALLY edits his speech. I be he actually swears a fuckton but the TARDIS is like THERE ARE CHILDREN

ursulavernon:



Once upon a time, there was a fetching young wolverine who, wearing her favorite red hood, went skipping through the fields, on the way to her grandmother’s house, carrying a basket of tasty goodies.*
A wolf, who was lurking at the edge of the woods, descended upon the young wolverine and said “Hello, little red riding wolverine, and where are you going in such a hurry?”
"To visit my grandmother," said the young wolverine, as demure and maidenly as a gravelly wolverine baritone can be.
"To visit your…to…grand…to..my goodness, what big teeth you have…" said the wolf, who seemed to have lost his train of thought somewhere.
The wolverine nodded.
"And what…big…claws…you have…" said the wolf, in much the same tone as General Custer commenting on the surprising number of locals at Little Bighorn.
The wolverine nodded.
"I’ll just bugger off, shall I?" said the wolf.
The wolverine nodded.
The wolf slunk gratefully back into the trees and hyperventilated quietly, and the little red riding wolverine skipped merrily through the woods to her grandmother’s house and they ate assorted rodents and watched cartoons and baked cookies happily ever after.  - Ursula Vernon
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*Pepperidge Farms’ Mixed Rodent Party Assortment, to be precise, a pretty good value for the money, although everybody always picks through and eats the gerbils first.


Awwww! Thanks, guys!

This woman is right up there on my list of artist/writers I would be happy take out to a really nice pub. 

ursulavernon:

Once upon a time, there was a fetching young wolverine who, wearing her favorite red hood, went skipping through the fields, on the way to her grandmother’s house, carrying a basket of tasty goodies.*

A wolf, who was lurking at the edge of the woods, descended upon the young wolverine and said “Hello, little red riding wolverine, and where are you going in such a hurry?”

"To visit my grandmother," said the young wolverine, as demure and maidenly as a gravelly wolverine baritone can be.

"To visit your…to…grand…to..my goodness, what big teeth you have…" said the wolf, who seemed to have lost his train of thought somewhere.

The wolverine nodded.

"And what…big…claws…you have…" said the wolf, in much the same tone as General Custer commenting on the surprising number of locals at Little Bighorn.

The wolverine nodded.

"I’ll just bugger off, shall I?" said the wolf.

The wolverine nodded.

The wolf slunk gratefully back into the trees and hyperventilated quietly, and the little red riding wolverine skipped merrily through the woods to her grandmother’s house and they ate assorted rodents and watched cartoons and baked cookies happily ever after.  - Ursula Vernon

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*Pepperidge Farms’ Mixed Rodent Party Assortment, to be precise, a pretty good value for the money, although everybody always picks through and eats the gerbils first.

Awwww! Thanks, guys!

This woman is right up there on my list of artist/writers I would be happy take out to a really nice pub. 

This weekend was devoted to gingerbread. I’ve struggled with rolled cookies quite a bit in the past. Our apartment is kept much too warm in the winter. Thankfully this year I learned a few techniques that help a lot.
Now I just need to practice my pipeing so I can develop a steadier hand.

I got asked to participate in another bake sale/ fundraiser at the CBC so I made meringues again. One batch of orange and one batch of cherry. I found them to be too sweet the last time I made them so I dipped them in a little dark chocolate to balance out the sweetness this time around.At the end of all this I had eight egg yolks just lying around so I put them to good use in lemon chia seed cupcakes with raspberry filling and vanilla cream cheese frosting.

I got asked to participate in another bake sale/ fundraiser at the CBC so I made meringues again. One batch of orange and one batch of cherry. I found them to be too sweet the last time I made them so I dipped them in a little dark chocolate to balance out the sweetness this time around.
At the end of all this I had eight egg yolks just lying around so I put them to good use in lemon chia seed cupcakes with raspberry filling and vanilla cream cheese frosting.