I took that sugar cube as a child. I also remember the March of Dimes sign on the easel at many stores, all with dimes stuck on them.
I’ve told this story more than once, and I’m telling it again because it changed my life. When I was a kid I was terrified of needles, and hated getting all my shots. I was a sick kid with a lot of undiagnosed disabilities, and my gramp picked up on the anxiety I had and decided to talk to me about it. He offered to take me to get my flu shot for a christmas gift that year, and when I grumbled about getting a flu shot he said, “well, I had scarlet fever when I was your age. My parents didn’t believe in doctors so I wasn’t allowed to get my shots, and so I got very sick and almost died.”
It stopped me in my tracks. I was 6. I had heard from adults my whole life that shots were important, but I didn’t really understand the consequences of not getting them. I asked him to tell me why his parents didn’t believe in doctors. He said he grew up out in the midwest on a farm, and his parents were “a type of christian” that believed people got sick because god wanted them to get sick, and going to the doctor was going against what god wanted. His parents were terrified of making god angry, which was something I could understand considering I was raised evangelical. But I was confused because he HADN’T died. I asked him how he’d made it this far if he had never been allowed to go to the doctor and he’d been so sick.
And he told me that when he turned 15 he’d run away from home, hopped on a train that took him all the way up to New York, and started asking door to door where he could get these new vaccines he’d heard about. Everyone told him the air force base was the place to go. He went in, asked around, and got his vaccines. At 16, he had his very first annual physical. Shortly after he met my gram, who was the telephone operator for the doctors office he went to every year for his checkups. And he told me as we sat there in the doctor’s office that he was the ONLY person on both sides of his family to live past the age of 60.
I was both horrified and amazed. I went in, got my shot, and he held my hand and said he was proud of me because what I was doing was important. I was still very scared of needles, but it was easier to deal with the sore arm knowing I was keeping myself safe. He lived to be 90 years old, and he was proud to be the first person in his assisted living facility to be vaccinated for covid. When we went to visit him for his 90th birthday just before he died I asked him what he was proud of doing now that he was 90, and he said he was proud of living this long because as a child no one believed anyone could survive the things he could. He said he was perfectly happy to have married, had kids and grandkids, and eat his Applebees knowing he’d cheated death 15 times over.
An opinion piece I photographed from an 1860s small press periodical from Hartford Connecticut.
Get your fucking vaccinations.
A problem I have when reading romance novels is I cannot empathize with disliking someone but finding them attractive regardless. If I dislike someone I’m like “You are like a wadded up ball of sweaty socks and I want you to burn in a pyre, undying and screaming for days”
“He infuriated her, though she was willing to admit he was a handsome man” I couldn’t begin to tell you what the people I dislike look like because I see red instantly. If you were like “Is he the blond one” I’d be like “idk he’s the one who most looks like he should die”
My latest comic for The Nib was written by my friend Mike Thompson- it’s his first published comics work!
The Nib has been a steady source of income and a huge support to me and many other indie cartoonists for years. They publish amazing work, but will be cut loose by their financial backer in July. You can read the official post about it from editor Matt Bors here. They are still running their kickstarter-funded print magazine, but have to put digital publishing on hiatus until they figure out their next steps. If you’ve been thinking about supporting their membership program, now would be a good time. They have levels from $2 to $40 per month. I really don’t want this to be my last Nib piece!
What a year this week has been.
It’s Monday.
It sure as hell is.
The earlier in the day Monday you reblog the funnier this gets
gravityfallsrockz-deactivated20:
So here’s a bit of new Gravity Falls trivia for you….
Reblog if you’re a petticoated swashbuckler and would stab a man with a hairpin
honestly I love history that reminds us that the assholes of today are exactly like the assholes of yesteryear
PETTICOATED SWASHBUCKLERS UNITE
Have worn a hat pin. Would gladly stab an asshole with my tiny, beautiful sword
If I don’t reblog this every time, assume I’m sharpening my hatpin.
hvlthgxth-deactivated20241124:
Allow me to de-introduce myself
My name is [redacted]
his best quality: his wiggles
Look at that smooth jello kitty!!! I love him so much!!!
I have become obsessed with long term nuclear waste disposal warnings
LOOK AT THE HOSTILE ARCHITECTURE PROPOSED TO WARN FUTURE CIVILIZATIONS I’M GOING TO CRY
Like this is the closest thing we’re ever gonna have to old gods I’m really losing my mind
@jonathan-sins EXACTLY… THAT’S WHAT I’M TALKIN ABOUT BABY
“we sure are a species huh”
this fails to include all of the UN’s proposed companion text, which reads:
“This place is a message… and part of a system of messages …pay attention to it!
Sending this message was important to us. We considered ourselves to be a powerful culture.
This place is not a place of honor … no highly esteemed deed is commemorated here… nothing valued is here.
What is here was dangerous and repulsive to us. This message is a warning about danger.
The danger is in a particular location… it increases towards a center… the center of danger is here… of a particular size and shape, and below us.
The danger is still present, in your time, as it was in ours.
The danger is to the body, and it can kill.
The form of the danger is an emanation of energy.
The danger is unleashed only if you substantially disturb this place physically. This place is best shunned and left uninhabited.”
which gives a nice drizzle of cosmic-dread inspiring je-ne-sais-quoi to te whole thing imo
Ilvermorny House Colors
Thunderbird, adventurers - Purple; accented silver
Purple or violet assists those who seek the meaning of life and spiritual fulfillment - it expands our awareness, connecting us to a higher consciousness. For this reason it is associated with transformation of the soul and the philosophers of the world. Silver is related to the moon and the ebb and flow of the tides - it is fluid, emotional, sensitive and mysterious. It is soothing, calming, peaceful, earthy and purifying.
Pukwudgie, healers - Green; accented white
Green is the color of balance and harmony. From a color psychology perspective, it is the great balancer of the heart and the emotions, creating equilibrium between the head and the heart, the sanctuary away from the stresses of modern living, restoring us back to a sense of well being. White is a color of protection and encouragement, offering a sense of peace and calm, comfort and hope, helping alleviate emotional upsets.
Wampus, warriors - Orange; accented black
Orange relates to ‘gut reaction’ or our gut instincts, Orange offers emotional strength in difficult times. It helps us to bounce back from disappointments and despair, assisting in recovery from grief. It’s a thirst for action and success. Black implies self-control and discipline, independence and a strong will, and giving an impression of authority and power.
Horned Serpent, scholars - Turquoise; accented gold
Turquoise, considered beneficial to the mind, is the color to aid concentration and clarity of thought for public speakers as it calms the nervous system, gives control over speech and expression, and builds confidence. It symbolizes trust, loyalty, wisdom, confidence, intelligence, faith, truth, and heaven. Gold is a color which is associated with higher ideals, wisdom, understanding and enlightenment. It inspires knowledge, spirituality and a deep understanding of the self.
saving this so that i can, uh, refer to it for costuming purposes










