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When I die, I want this played at my memorial… preferably with my own personalized lyrics added. :)




“How to love your depressed lover.
Last night I thought I kissed the loneliness from out your belly button. I thought I did, but later you sat up, all bones and restless hands, and told me there is a knot in your body that I cannot undo. I never know what to say to these things. “It’s okay.” “Come back to bed.” “Please don’t go away again.” Sometimes you are gone for days at a time and it is all I can do not to call the police, file a missing person’s report, even though you are right there, still sleeping next to me in bed. But your eyes are like an empty house in winter: lights left on to scare away intruders. Except in this case I am the intruder and you are already locked up so tight that no one could possibly jimmy their way in. Last night I thought I gave you a reason not to be so sad when I held your body like a high note and we both trembled from the effort.
Some people, though, are sad against all reason, all sensibility, all love. I know better now. I know what to say to the things you admit to me in the dark, all bones and restless hands. “It’s okay.” “You can stay in bed.” “Please come back to me again.”

(via thecaffeinatedmind)

Mental illness is such an utter pain in the ass. Because the part the author isn’t writing about, may not even be aware of, is how it agonizes their love, to know the pain their depression causes others. It’s enough to make one feel they should pull away from everyone they care about, or push them away when they won’t allow themselves to be left behind, to avoid visiting the pain of your sadness upon their lives. 

After all, why should you want to cause any pain or sorrow, to someone who wasn’t built to endure sorrow, as you were. 

Clearly you were the one born with the brain, that has a hard time feeling good, even when good things are happening. You’re the damaged person - why should anyone else have to endure the frustrations of your fucked-up neurology? 

Which is why they disappear, only to come back, when they are forced to admit that they’re causing more pain being away, than they cause being present. 

One of the bravest things you can do, in this world, is to truly love someone who has a hard time loving life. 

(Source: five--a--day, via bowties-and-thugglife)



wilwheaton:

There was a time when flipping the channel to A&E was like the television version of visiting a museum. Now, sadly, it’s a lot more like visiting Walmart. Here are five reasons why …


"A&E’s Evening at the Improv," that’s the era I miss. In the day, A&E was a premiere place to check out quality stand-up. 

In fact, when NBC made the gut-wrenching mistake of cancelling “Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip,” I remember thinking pre-2000’s A&E would’ve been a brilliant spot for the show - talk about one of the best shows about MAKING Art and Entertainment. If only A&E still cared about such things. 


svvisher:

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS THIS

A: One of my favorite QI experiments. You just spray some colored sand with Scotchgard repellant. It will not absorb the water, it stays entirely dry, so you get this affect. It’s very cool. My absolute favorite was when he put cornflour and some water, into a speaker, and pulsed sound through. It looked like tiny people writhing, and trying to escape some kind of hell dimension - or one hell of an orgy. www.youtube.com/watch?v=579hNOgHUs8

svvisher:

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS THIS

A: One of my favorite QI experiments.

You just spray some colored sand with Scotchgard repellant. It will not absorb the water, it stays entirely dry, so you get this affect. It’s very cool. 

My absolute favorite was when he put cornflour and some water, into a speaker, and pulsed sound through. It looked like tiny people writhing, and trying to escape some kind of hell dimension - or one hell of an orgy. 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=579hNOgHUs8

(via bowties-and-thugglife)




Anonymous Asked:
Have you heard Dave Chappelle's routine about women who "dress like whores?" He says that doing so does not make a woman a whore but compares it to how others might perceive him if he dressed in a cop's uniform. Wearing a cop's uniform doesn't make you a cop, but that doesn't mean people won't potentially come up to you asking for police assistance. What are your thoughts about that?

My answer:

neoliberalismkills:

I think it really ignores the social causes for people’s assumptions. A cop uniform has a set reason behind it, a job, with a well known uniform set specifically for that job. However, when it comes to “dressing like a whore”, that is completely based off people’s perceptions, and the responsibility for not being a fucking prick is still on the person assuming such things. There’s also a lot of really gross lack of acknowledgement of a woman’s bodily autonomy and ability to dress however the fuck she wants without acting in a certain way. His joke puts the responsibility for people’s assumptions on the woman dressing in a revealing way, instead of keeping the responsibility on the men who have certain fucked up perceptions of women and what the revealing of their bodies means.

This is VERY well stated. 

It should also be noted that, with the exception of some very silly stereotypes - like Eurotrash wearing a lot of gold chains and spray-on tan - there is no particular way of dressing for a man, that is supposedly implying he is a giggolo, a.k.a. a man-whore. 

So if there is a way in which a woman can dress, that implies her sexual autonomy is in the care of whoever will pay her enough, or show her enough shallow attention - where is the template for how men shouldn’t dress, if they don’t want to worry about women presuming their body is for sale or for the taking? Do we get to tell men, that if they walk around in really tight jeans, they’re asking to be sexually molested or treated like a sex-worker? And if they are attacked by an overly aggressive woman (or man for that matter) and sexually assaulted, do we then get to imply it was his own fault for going commando without proper tucking, or showing off the guns in mixed company? 

I don’t care if, once upon a time, women were practically property and certainly presumed to be chaste - this is not ‘once upon a time’. It’s the 21st Century. I can walk down the street, in fish nets and garters, wearing a microskirt and an entirely transparent blouse, with only pasties on underneath. And under NO circumstances does ANYONE have any business, telling me that my outfit justifies men treating me like a street-corner prostitute, or trying to hurt me when I won’t give them what they think I’m advertising. 

There is no article of clothing - nor any combination of various articles of clothing - I can wear, that grants implied permission for anyone to touch me, or even proposition me. No matter how many times they say it, no matter how many “Slut Walks” we have to have, that is a simple and basic fact. It doesn’t matter what I’m wearing - no one should presume to touch my body, without my expressed permission. 




not-your-wonderwall:

tammy—k:

every single one of these posts are gold

That was some of the best rolling laughter I’ve experienced in ages. 

Someone needs to put that pizza delivery scene into a movie - and beg Kevin Smith to play the Dominos guy. 

(Source: guyism.com, via bowties-and-thugglife)

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frantzfandom:

mmanalysis:

frantzfandom:

siddharthasmama:

2damnfeisty:

elisaddiq:

theqpocshakur:

skylorremixes:

theqpocshakur:

lovenikkigolightly:

ittlebitz:

starrysleeper:

Wait a minute…

I have been laughing at this for hours now…

Uh oh.

it could just be a late baby couldn’t it?

Not for 3 whole months! Lol

oh okay i forgot kids cook for 9 months lol

maybe she…I got nothing. She done fucked up bad.

Somebody lying.

fraudulent

bruh

Y’all, the headline is fake: http://1023blakefm.com/kendra-kaplan-pregnancy-fail-photo-is-not-what-it-seems/

damn

Seriously guys? I can’t believe anyone had to write an article explaining this. Being ‘at war for’ 12 months doesn’t mean you’re deployed every day of those 12 months - soldiers earn 13 days of leave (paltry) for every 12 months they work. They do get time off. Obviously during active wars things get more complicated, but they generally do not have people away for their families for a year at a time, without at least some leave to come home and visit.  Her husband was coming home from a 12-month deployment - he hadn’t been locked in a cave in Afghanistan for 12 months. 

frantzfandom:

mmanalysis:

frantzfandom:

siddharthasmama:

2damnfeisty:

elisaddiq:

theqpocshakur:

skylorremixes:

theqpocshakur:

lovenikkigolightly:

ittlebitz:

starrysleeper:

Wait a minute…

I have been laughing at this for hours now…

Uh oh.

it could just be a late baby couldn’t it?

Not for 3 whole months! Lol

oh okay i forgot kids cook for 9 months lol

maybe she…
I got nothing. She done fucked up bad.

Somebody lying.

fraudulent

bruh

Y’all, the headline is fake: http://1023blakefm.com/kendra-kaplan-pregnancy-fail-photo-is-not-what-it-seems/

damn

Seriously guys? I can’t believe anyone had to write an article explaining this.

Being ‘at war for’ 12 months doesn’t mean you’re deployed every day of those 12 months - soldiers earn 13 days of leave (paltry) for every 12 months they work. They do get time off. Obviously during active wars things get more complicated, but they generally do not have people away for their families for a year at a time, without at least some leave to come home and visit.  

Her husband was coming home from a 12-month deployment - he hadn’t been locked in a cave in Afghanistan for 12 months. 

(Source: itscalledfashionlookitup, via bowties-and-thugglife)


Ok, I want to make this perfectly clear. This is a tale of coincidences - strange, bizarre, happenstances. At no point, in any of this statement, am I saying I believe this to be anything BUT coincidence, and bizarre happenstance. I am no more saying that, than Kevin Smith was actually ACCUSING Tim Burton of ripping off his ending for Planet of the Apes from his Chasing Dogma comic books (as evidenced by the quote in my headline). Like Kevin, I am simply pointing out the bizarre coincidence, and noting it, because it’s totally fucking with me!!

As few people know, one of my great creative joys in life, is ripping off other people’s stuff. Just kidding, because it’s only ripping it off if you try to take credit or get paid. What I mean is, I love to take a show that I adore, and create future storylines in my head. I have, once or twice, written them down. And yes, once or twice I’ve even considered sending them to the actual writers of the show, for their opinions or to offer them up with no more thought to recognition than a small mention in the end credits. Seriously - I would ‘kill’ to have a script I’ve conceptualized, be on a show I adore, without any real concern for it pushing me toward a professional life doing what I love. I’m not a moron, unconcerned about wasting an opportunity. It’s just that, the kind of episodes I’m talking about, are never created for the purposes of showing off my talents. They’re for me.

The kinds of episodes I’ll allow myself to create, for such shows, are things which appeal to ME, as a fan. When I’d think of episodes of Leverage, it was to explore the backstory of Elliott I was always frustrated was so thin. When I’d think about episodes of Buffy I wanted to create, it usually involved something really funny I wanted to see Spike do, or some funny twist on a previous storyline, I felt could be incorporated into an entirely new story. It’s not about creating these scenes to make the show better (even if I do feel they often would), it’s just about indulging my own creativity and love of certain characters and universes.

The most common time I will do this, is in the break between seasons - or series in the case of UK shows (yes I tried to write a Misfits episode once, it didn’t go well). I love taking the finale, and daydreaming about where I’D take it next season, and how I’d resolve the cliffhanger they have inevitably dangled. And one of the shows I’m more recently fond of playing with, is Haven.

I promise, it’s not just because of Balfour - but I will confess, it has A LOT to do with Duke.

All elements of Duke that are of Eric’s doing aside, I LOVE Duke. He’s this amazing archetypal character, that’s finally being portrayed in a way that’s real and honest, while still being a witty sarcastic ass I can enjoy. He’s about as close to Benedict, as any character I’ve seen in years. And we all know how I feel about Benedict (and his lady Beatrice).

Some would call Duke an easy character to describe - he’s the bad boy, the brigand, the scoundrel - the one who makes women drop their drawers with every flex of his eyebrow and law he breaks. Except of course, that he’s not really ANY of those things.

OK, let me clarify. He is a criminal. No one - least of all Duke - would argue otherwise. But he’s never been a ruthless, dangerous or even a petty thief. He’s a man who believes in keeping people safe, and protecting the common good; but he also believes that, as long as no one is really getting hurt, it’s not the law’s business to tell him what to do. Now there’s a lot of debate that can be had, over whether his position is morally or ethically right. There are sound arguments on both camps. But that doesn’t really matter. What matters is, he’s not a character who believes he’s justified in destroying lives or hurting others for his own gain - which most ACTUAL bad boys do.

Duke is the character that continues to convince the world, that woman are all looking for bad boys, because we think we can change them into good men. When in REALITY, most women are attracted to bad boys who already ARE good men - and Duke has been good, from the get go. he might’ve demonstrated it begrudgingly, but he ALWAYS demonstrated it. And this year, he’s really proved the point, in the most serious way possible - even when destroying his own brother was destroying him, he still shut up and did his job, as one of the protectors of this town. 

Contrary to popular opinion, most women do not have Hybristophilia. We are often (as are men for that matter) attracted to people who act according to their own rules, even when it bucks the system - as long as those rules don’t harm people in any readily evident way. How smuggling hurts local economies is a valid point of argument, but it’s hardly a black and white issue, putting a character like Duke into an obvious black hat. 

So more than once, I’ve envisioned a strong female love interest for Duke, who can survive this shit storm that is Haven, accept his ethical perspectives, but still stand firm on her own. But of course, the story isn’t fun if it’s all about Duke’s love life. So, the character must be more than just a token female.

This summer, I spent at least a few weeks, working through this little game in my head. And I have to admit, by the time I was done, I’d impressed myself - you’d be shocked at just how difficult that is to do. I’d created a character who not only satisfied my every geeky desire to see Duke have a relationship that doesn’t end in a bullet wound, but it had created an interesting new dynamic to the story, by suggesting that Howard and Audrey are not the only people in this world directly tied to the barn. 

The name I’d given her, was Annie. A nice simple, highly common, female first name - much like the name Jennifer, you might say. Annie, was a writer. She’d come to Haven, because she’d seen stories and articles filtering out of the town for years, and had this strange fascination, with trying to figure out what the stories were hiding. She’d felt drawn to Haven since the day she’d first heard of it, but recently had felt a pull that was bordering on scary.

Which is why, when she first came to Haven, she’d intended her first stop to be at the Herald. She hoped to convince Vince and Dave to form a sort of working relationship with her, where she could help them do their job, while using their archives (and eventually hopefully Haven PD’s as well) to create a database. She intended to create a way to track troubles, through family lines and local stories, to hopefully at least narrow down the search, when a new scary trouble emerged, and they had to figure out who has it. She didn’t know why, but she wanted to help - needed to help. As if she was somehow, tied to Haven. She was also, as we discovered a bit into her story, adopted.

Sensing a pattern? It gets better.

The first day she came to Haven, she immediately checked into a bed and breakfast and set out to begin the job of introducing herself around, and showing people she could be useful. Unfortunately, a trouble erupted on the first day, and instead she found herself being literally pulled from the edge of doom, by none other than Duke Crocker - he was the first real part of our story, that she connected with. As you can imagine, it was a tenuous but instant connection. 

But it didn’t end there. Obviously Haven PD’s finest showed up to investigate, and Annie was face to face with the Audrey Parker she’d most come to help - again she didn’t know WHY, she just knew that helping Audrey do what she was doing, was something she was meant to do. But she, being a slightly geeky and nervous type, basically told them all of this - in a mad rush - in the very first conversation; who she was, why she’d come and what she intended to accomplish. She also admitted that, at times, the need to come here had made her feel more than a little nuts - she’d even been referred for psychiatric care, because her adopted parents had become worried her obsession demonstrated a tendency toward schizophrenia.

I know what you’re thinking - I avoid spoilers like the plague. If any of the similiar details went out before this recent season, I didn’t know about it.

Annie was also mildly brilliant with technology, had an out of the box way of thinking that resembled Zander from Buffy (tell me you haven’t seen that in Jennifer), and a tendency to talk to herself and roll her eyes a bit more than is necessary - mostly because her history has led her to be a pretty insecure person.

So, as you might imagine, when Jennifer showed up this season, I was geeking out hard core. Like I said - in no way am I suggesting somehow this was stolen from me (I never wrote it down anywhere anyway) nor am I suggesting some sort of mind meld with the show’s writers or magical powers of persuasion on my part. I’m just saying, it’s trippy. I hear Jennifer say certain lines, and they are so similar to the ones I’ve written - just because Annie was so similar in personality to Jennifer.

But then, this week, while catching up on the show (I’d let the DVR accumulate a bit), I nearly spit out my drink.

Jennifer’s birthday, is June 12th. You MUST be kidding me!

No, it’s not Annie’s birthday - it’s mine

And it’s not like it’s an entirely arbitrary thing in my life, being born on 6/12. I’ve always been really jazzed about my birthdate. In my angsty youth, I loved that a bit of division gave you 666. I was literally born the day before Friday the 13th - which is a weird anamoly that only happens every 5 or 7 years, depending on where the leap year hits. All of my immediate family, has birthdays in December and January - and an awful lot of my extended family also have fall and winter birthdays - so I was often the only kid in my family who got to have pool and lake parties. And because it was a couple weeks into June, my birthday usually came at the best point in Summer Break - when you’ve been out long enough to completely shed yourself of thinking about school, but the next semester seems so far away, it might as well be forever. I have always been rather thrilled about what day I was born on. 

It’s also the birthdate of Anne Frank, Richard Ayoade, Jason Mewes, Tim Dekay and Timothy Busfield. Again, coincidence, but cool. 

So to have Jennifer be a character so like Annie, and the relationships she has with both Haven and Duke, be so like I envisioned, is really a neat experience. But her having the birthdate of June 12th, is one of the most serendipitous experiences in the history of my life.

:)






So many many (closes eyes tightly) MANY reasons to love Chandler - so little time. 

And for the record, both Courtney and Matthew deserved Emmy’s, for how often they kept a straight face, when the other was saying something spit-take funny. 

(Source: iamnevertheone, via bowties-and-thugglife)

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the-elegant-hedgehog:

lapetite—mort:

awkwardturtleboy:

khudgarzi:

differentbutnotdissonant:

breakingpinkman:

Ladies and Gentlemen, these are the men from Lamke’s Fashion Week in India.

Lets take a minute to appreciate this photoset.

Oh I’m appreciating it

hoooooooooooly shit

DEAR PRINCE ZUKO.

I really hate my own ethnocentric tendencies sometimes. There are a few pics here, where my instinct is, “No straight guy, who’s not a CD, should be wearing something that feminine.” But that’s obviously a cultural perception that would sound ludicrous in India, and many other parts of the world. 

Especially the guy with the cane - it really bugs me, that my first reaction to that photo, was so narrow-minded. Because he is absolutely stunning in that outfit, and there is certainly nothing remotely effeminate about his appearance. 

Can I blame the guys wearing mesh and mullets, in the 80’s, casting a bad light on on men wearing semi-transparent clothing? 

(Source: demvisualfeels, via bowties-and-thugglife)

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