seasaltkisses:

i don’t know if the best part of this post is the excruciating sexism or the metal gear solid in the corner

seasaltkisses:

i don’t know if the best part of this post is the excruciating sexism or the metal gear solid in the corner

(via bracelet-number-three)

deductivereasonable:

h34rken:

put a fucking bag on your head and sleep you god damn piece of shit

take a nap on a fucking ski lift

deductivereasonable:

h34rken:

put a fucking bag on your head and sleep you god damn piece of shit

take a nap on a fucking ski lift

(via phsfg)

fcebk:

therandomcub:

When digital tv info glitches are more accurate than the actual show info

IM CHOKING ON TERIYAKI CHICKEN IN PUBLIC JESUS CHRIST

fcebk:

therandomcub:

When digital tv info glitches are more accurate than the actual show info

IM CHOKING ON TERIYAKI CHICKEN IN PUBLIC JESUS CHRIST

(via starcrossedsam)

newtypezaku:

Flawless victory

Nope

tecchen:

that’s gross don’t do that

(via skyholic)

unwinona:

tattoos-n-tokes:

this is why the world is beautiful, maybe its just me but i find this cool as fuck

"Your kid says hi." -The sun

unwinona:

tattoos-n-tokes:

this is why the world is beautiful, maybe its just me but i find this cool as fuck

"Your kid says hi." -The sun

(via starcrossedsam)

isei-silva:

sweet-bitsy:

lampsarepeopletoo:

punsicle:

hurdygurdygirl:

This is how I’d play chess

I HAVE NEVER LOVED A VIDEO SO DEARLY

HOLY SH*T

Isn’t this how everyone plays

This is exactly how you play

(via doctor-rapture)

perbast:

Rin: imconfused, whats he doing? is he flying is he sliding?
Rin: taking baby tap dance steps

so i made this and its all rin’s fault

watCHA! CHA! HA! *tappa tappa*

ok i’m almost sorry about making this but also not

(via doctor-rapture)

shubbabang:

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consent is a hell of a thing aint it

(via varian-butts)

black-egret-34:

rubbersoulsandtotempoles:

voglio-scopare:

petrapansneverland:

ultrafunnypictures:

THIS. 100 times, this.

Yes please

Dude, this is so well said.

A perfect description.

(X)

Isn’t that Chipendales?

black-egret-34:

rubbersoulsandtotempoles:

voglio-scopare:

petrapansneverland:

ultrafunnypictures:

THIS. 100 times, this.

Yes please

Dude, this is so well said.

A perfect description.

(X)

Isn’t that Chipendales?

sharkskulls:

forgoodnessjakes:

I JUST CAN’T GET OVER HOW GOOD THE ENGLISH COVER OF THE NICHIJOU OPENING IS OH MY GOD.

OMFG THEY NAILED IT! 10/10

(via princelupin)

omahdon:

allrightcallmefred:

fredscience:

The Doorway Effect: Why your brain won’t let you remember what you were doing before you came in here
I work in a lab, and the way our lab is set up, there are two adjacent rooms, connected by both an outer hallway and an inner doorway. I do most of my work on one side, but every time I walk over to the other side to grab a reagent or a box of tips, I completely forget what I was after. This leads to a lot of me standing with one hand on the freezer door and grumbling, “What the hell was I doing?” It got to where all I had to say was “Every damn time” and my labmate would laugh. Finally, when I explained to our new labmate why I was standing next to his bench with a glazed look in my eyes, he was able to shed some light. “Oh, yeah, that’s a well-documented phenomenon,” he said. “Doorways wipe your memory.”
Being the gung-ho new science blogger that I am, I decided to investigate. And it’s true! Well, doorways don’t literally wipe your memory. But they do encourage your brain to dump whatever it was working on before and get ready to do something new. In one study, participants played a video game in which they had to carry an object either across a room or into a new room. Then they were given a quiz. Participants who passed through a doorway had more trouble remembering what they were doing. It didn’t matter if the video game display was made smaller and less immersive, or if the participants performed the same task in an actual room—the results were similar. Returning to the room where they had begun the task didn’t help: even context didn’t serve to jog folks’ memories.
The researchers wrote that their results are consistent with what they call an “event model” of memory. They say the brain keeps some information ready to go at all times, but it can’t hold on to everything. So it takes advantage of what the researchers called an “event boundary,” like a doorway into a new room, to dump the old info and start over. Apparently my brain doesn’t care that my timer has seconds to go—if I have to go into the other room, I’m doing something new, and can’t remember that my previous task was antibody, idiot, you needed antibody.
Read more at Scientific American, or the original study.

I finally learned why I completely space when I cross to the other side of the lab, and that I’m apparently not alone.

Well. That’s interesting. And terrifying. What if doorways are automatic savepoints and in some alternate reality a version of you died horribly after passing through that doorway - but then reality reboots and hey! You came back! But not everything did. Some short-term memory gets dumped. And when it doesn’t get dumped you get deja vu.This theory is no longer fun. I’ll be hiding under my bed now. But first I have to go through three doorways to get there…

omahdon:

allrightcallmefred:

fredscience:

The Doorway Effect: Why your brain won’t let you remember what you were doing before you came in here

I work in a lab, and the way our lab is set up, there are two adjacent rooms, connected by both an outer hallway and an inner doorway. I do most of my work on one side, but every time I walk over to the other side to grab a reagent or a box of tips, I completely forget what I was after. This leads to a lot of me standing with one hand on the freezer door and grumbling, “What the hell was I doing?” It got to where all I had to say was “Every damn time” and my labmate would laugh. Finally, when I explained to our new labmate why I was standing next to his bench with a glazed look in my eyes, he was able to shed some light. “Oh, yeah, that’s a well-documented phenomenon,” he said. “Doorways wipe your memory.”

Being the gung-ho new science blogger that I am, I decided to investigate. And it’s true! Well, doorways don’t literally wipe your memory. But they do encourage your brain to dump whatever it was working on before and get ready to do something new. In one study, participants played a video game in which they had to carry an object either across a room or into a new room. Then they were given a quiz. Participants who passed through a doorway had more trouble remembering what they were doing. It didn’t matter if the video game display was made smaller and less immersive, or if the participants performed the same task in an actual room—the results were similar. Returning to the room where they had begun the task didn’t help: even context didn’t serve to jog folks’ memories.

The researchers wrote that their results are consistent with what they call an “event model” of memory. They say the brain keeps some information ready to go at all times, but it can’t hold on to everything. So it takes advantage of what the researchers called an “event boundary,” like a doorway into a new room, to dump the old info and start over. Apparently my brain doesn’t care that my timer has seconds to go—if I have to go into the other room, I’m doing something new, and can’t remember that my previous task was antibody, idiot, you needed antibody.

Read more at Scientific American, or the original study.

I finally learned why I completely space when I cross to the other side of the lab, and that I’m apparently not alone.

Well. That’s interesting. And terrifying. What if doorways are automatic savepoints and in some alternate reality a version of you died horribly after passing through that doorway - but then reality reboots and hey! You came back! But not everything did. Some short-term memory gets dumped. And when it doesn’t get dumped you get deja vu.

This theory is no longer fun. I’ll be hiding under my bed now. But first I have to go through three doorways to get there…

(via nvansistine)