26th May 2012

Photoset reblogged from Hopkyo with 1,293 notes

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Number 2. So, I don’t know if this is enough stuff that anyone would be interested in, but I don’t want it or need it so I’d be glad to send it to someone who does. It will be free, and I will cover shipping to anywhere.

First of all, each person participating, is, by entering, acknowledging that the contest, sweepstakes, or giveaway isn’t associated with Tumblr (including, without limitation, that it isn’t administered, sponsored, or endorsed by Tumblr), and that the information you provide me with (in order for me to send these items to you) is released to me and not to Tumblr. Tumblr is not responsible. Don’t blame Tumblr if something goes wrong. Blame me.

Also, as per Tumblr rules, you gotta be over eighteen. Sorry, young’uns.

The stuff:

1 - Set of four, soft graphite Derwent drawing pencils, HB, 2B, 4B, 8B (one each).

1 - Strathmore Green Sketch Pad, 3.5x5 inches, 400 series, 100 sheets, 60 lbs.

1 - Strathmore Visual Journal - 5.5x8 inches, 84 pages, 100 lb. Brown cover.

1 - 6oz. General’s Artist Quality fine powdered Charcoal.

1 - Set of 2 Sanford Design 4H Drawing Pencils.

1- Set of 11 Derwent Color Pencils (ORIGINALLY 12 BUT I CAN’T FIND ONE SORRY) - colors included are pictures above.

1 - Strathmore Sketch Pad, 5.5x8.5 inches, 400 series, 100 sheets, 60 lbs.

2 - General Charcoal Pencils, 1 6B and 1 8B.

Rules:

There will be 2 giveaways. Most of the items are different in each set.

You can enter both, but you cannot win both.

To enter you can like or reblog this post. If you don’t want to do either, you can message me. I’ll be logging the names and the winner will be chosen randomly

You do not have to follow me.

You do not have to pay shipping - these are small items that I don’t need, it is my pleasure to give them to one of you.

If you have any questions, feel free to ask me.

The winner will be chosen on June 1st, at midnight Eastern US time. I’ll notify whoever it is asap and ship it out soon after.

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14th May 2012

Photo reblogged from did you know? with 3,351 notes

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Persona 3 lied to me! I chose this exact answer on that pop quiz!

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Persona 3 lied to me! I chose this exact answer on that pop quiz!

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21st April 2012

Video reblogged from Dana's Jam with 12,710 notes

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3rd year film from SVA. Done in roughly 8 weeks from start to finish. Thanks to everyone who helped and supported me! <3

This video is cute!

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4th April 2012

Photo reblogged from Finer Fur. with 3,025 notes

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rainbow-lick:


“Fursuiting has a certain dimming effect on one’s senses.
My senses aren’t razor sharp on the best day, so cover me in fur, take away a good portion of my hearing and vision, and I become a tad ineffectual in navigating the world around me.
Rambling up the pier on a sunny Sunday, I became aware of a  sudden heaviness in my right leg.”Uh oh,” I thought. “Stroke.”
Upon closer examination, I discovered that my difficulty walking was not caused by a blood clot, but rather this young man who had anchored himself to my side.
Relieved, I patted his head, gave him the happy paws and looked around for the camera. Surely his parents were taking pictures of their giddy son and the giant canine.
It was then I realized that he was sobbing, and no cameras, let alone parental units, were in evidence.
Dogs I understand. Children are a mystery to me. Worried that I had crushed his little foot, or smacked him with my tail, I asked him what was the matter.
“I can’t find my daddy!” He said between hiccups. “That’s OK,” I said. ‘I’ll sniff him out for you.” “Really? You promise?” He gripped me tighter and brightened a little. “Of course! I’m a search and rescue dog. No problem.”
He grinned and held my paw and I then realized that I had better locate pops post haste or the kid would grow up not to trust talking dogs. I couldn’t have that.
We walked slowly up the pier, searching for daddy, both trying to smile for the tourists. Little Carlos related that his papa had been fishing, but had moved to a new spot on the rail. The kid had walked over to look at a seagull, and somehow lost track of  his dad’s position. I wagged. I was looking for a guy fishing from the pier, and that narrowed my search to only a few hundred blokes. Piece of cake.
“What does your daddy look like?” I asked. “He’s wearing a white t-shirt.” Carlos offered. I looked around. So were 90% of the others fishing.
Sensing that I needed more information, he thought hard for a moment. “He fishes with squid!” He exclaimed, convinced that hunk of knowledge would lead us to pops like no other.
We walked up and down the pier. Twice. Carlos started to cry again, and I felt a peculiar mix of compassion, panic and failure. What if we never found his dad? I’d have to raise him as my own. Where would he sleep? What do kids eat? Kids grow up so fast. How could I afford shoes and tiny fursuits every 6 months?
Just when we were both about to dissolve into sobbing puddles,a frantic man came running towards us, brandishing a fishing rod and a look of profound relief. I’ll never forget it.
“Mijo!” He exclaimed, scooping up the kid and hugging him so tightI thought he might pop. They were both crying and smiling and a flood of relief washed over me. I wouldn’t have to worry about making pint sized DTD’s after all….
Carlos Sr. shook my paw vigorously and thanked me again and again for taking the time to help his boy. He had no idea howthey became separated, but a nice lady on the end of the piertold him that a talking dog was wandering around with a lost kiddo.At least I was easy to spot.
As father and son resumed their day of pescatory bliss, I feltlike a very good dog. Crisis averted, I continued my stroll, heading decidedly for the watering hole with the coldest beer. 
I may not be much of a search and rescue dog, but I felt like it at that moment.”
-Dogbomb

 
sweetest story ever…

need some instant cries?
read a dogbomb story

That&#8217;s such a wonderful story. ;_;

finerfur:

rainbow-lick:

“Fursuiting has a certain dimming effect on one’s senses.

My senses aren’t razor sharp on the best day, so cover me in fur, take away a good portion of my hearing and vision, and I become a tad ineffectual in navigating the world around me.

Rambling up the pier on a sunny Sunday, I became aware of a  sudden heaviness in my right leg.”Uh oh,” I thought. “Stroke.”

Upon closer examination, I discovered that my difficulty walking was not caused by a blood clot, but rather this young man who had anchored himself to my side.

Relieved, I patted his head, gave him the happy paws and looked around for the camera. Surely his parents were taking pictures of their giddy son and the giant canine.

It was then I realized that he was sobbing, and no cameras, let alone parental units, were in evidence.

Dogs I understand. Children are a mystery to me. Worried that I had crushed his little foot, or smacked him with my tail, I asked him what was the matter.

“I can’t find my daddy!” He said between hiccups. “That’s OK,” I said. ‘I’ll sniff him out for you.” “Really? You promise?” He gripped me tighter and brightened a little. “Of course! I’m a search and rescue dog. No problem.”

He grinned and held my paw and I then realized that I had better locate pops post haste or the kid would grow up not to trust talking dogs. I couldn’t have that.

We walked slowly up the pier, searching for daddy, both trying to smile for the tourists. Little Carlos related that his papa had been fishing, but had moved to a new spot on the rail. The kid had walked over to look at a seagull, and somehow lost track of  his dad’s position. I wagged. I was looking for a guy fishing from the pier, and that narrowed my search to only a few hundred blokes. Piece of cake.

“What does your daddy look like?” I asked. “He’s wearing a white t-shirt.” Carlos offered. I looked around. So were 90% of the others fishing.

Sensing that I needed more information, he thought hard for a moment. “He fishes with squid!” He exclaimed, convinced that hunk of knowledge would lead us to pops like no other.

We walked up and down the pier. Twice. Carlos started to cry again, and I felt a peculiar mix of compassion, panic and failure. What if we never found his dad? I’d have to raise him as my own. Where would he sleep? What do kids eat? Kids grow up so fast. How could I afford shoes and tiny fursuits every 6 months?

Just when we were both about to dissolve into sobbing puddles,a frantic man came running towards us, brandishing a fishing rod and a look of profound relief. I’ll never forget it.

“Mijo!” He exclaimed, scooping up the kid and hugging him so tightI thought he might pop. They were both crying and smiling and a flood of relief washed over me. I wouldn’t have to worry about making pint sized DTD’s after all….

Carlos Sr. shook my paw vigorously and thanked me again and again for taking the time to help his boy. He had no idea howthey became separated, but a nice lady on the end of the piertold him that a talking dog was wandering around with a lost kiddo.At least I was easy to spot.

As father and son resumed their day of pescatory bliss, I feltlike a very good dog. Crisis averted, I continued my stroll, heading decidedly for the watering hole with the coldest beer. 

I may not be much of a search and rescue dog, but I felt like it at that moment.”

-Dogbomb

 


sweetest story ever…

need some instant cries?

read a dogbomb story

That’s such a wonderful story. ;_;

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19th March 2012

Photo reblogged from did you know? with 6,427 notes

Math &amp; Science humor.

Math & Science humor.

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19th March 2012

Photoset reblogged from luv bug with 77,899 notes

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abluegirl:

Blue waves produced by bioluminescent phytoplankton: Vaadhoo Island in the Maldives, Florida Everglades, and Lakshadweep Islands off India.

So pretty!

Source: National Geographic

15th March 2012

Photo reblogged from did you know? with 34,003 notes

did-you-kno:

Tigger has severe ADHD, Piglet has anxiety, Rabbit is a pedantic loner, Owl has OCD, Eeyore has extreme depression, while Pooh represents an addict.
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Related to our AP Psych lesson.

did-you-kno:

Tigger has severe ADHD, Piglet has anxiety, Rabbit is a pedantic loner, Owl has OCD, Eeyore has extreme depression, while Pooh represents an addict.

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Related to our AP Psych lesson.

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12th March 2012

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Now I can find my phone. Or that candy i ate.

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Now I can find my phone. Or that candy i ate.

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11th March 2012

Photo reblogged from Gaming Things that make you RAGE with 261 notes

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Gaming Things that make you RAGE #295
Shadow of the Colossus: Pelagia
submitted by: tinkerdoctorslenderspy

My least favorite colossus.

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Gaming Things that make you RAGE #295

Shadow of the Colossus: Pelagia

submitted by: tinkerdoctorslenderspy

My least favorite colossus.

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5th March 2012

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Oh-ho! Caligula, you silly, silly man.

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Oh-ho! Caligula, you silly, silly man.

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