Crowdsourcing for fundraising is great. Crowdsourcing the direction of a junior college musical is shit.
Just finished watching Torchwood: Children of Earth and, because I like being punched in the feels, the last 15 minutes of The End of Time.
I have bad luck making coffee. I often wibble between too many grounds and not enough, or the carafe is cracked, or I smashed the carafe into tiny shards. Today I put the filter with the grounds directly in the coffee maker without the basket. And I wondered why it kept dripping on the hot plate.
This incredible photo marks the end of Matador Torero Alvaro Munera’s career. He collapsed in remorse mid-fight when he realized he was having to prompt this otherwise gentle beast to fight. He went on to become an avid opponent of bullfights. Even grievously wounded by picadors, he did not attack this man.
Torero Munera is quoted as saying of this moment: “And suddenly, I looked at the bull. He had this innocence that all animals have in their eyes, and he looked at me with this pleading. It was like a cry for justice, deep down inside of me. I describe it as being like a prayer - because if one confesses, it is hoped, that one is forgiven. I felt like the worst shit on earth.”
I’ve reblogged this at least two other times but this is possibly one of my favorite photos ever.
Tumblr, why do you say I have 12 followers when I only count 11? Is someone out there invisible?
I’m just gonna go with the idea that John Hurt is the eighth doctor at the end of the Time War, before regenerating into the ninth. After all, the Time War went on for ages and we never got that full story.
Otherwise … ANJEHFJSKAKRBRJDJSKS