The Ed Gein Collection At IKEA?
one time my sisters and i were driving around and we saw a mcdonald’s and the m was kind of loose because there was a bunch of wind
and my older sister was like “mel i dare you do go steal that m”
so of course i don’t back down from a dare and i pried the m loose from the sign and we stole that mcdonald’s m and we hung it outside of our house because our last name starts with m and it was clever okay
but the manager of that mcdonalds FOLLOWED US HOME TO OUR HOUSE and they came to our door a few hours later and my mom answered and the manager was like “…it’s peculiar that you have a mcdonald’s m outside of your house when ours got stolen”
and my mom was like “yeah what an odd coincidence”
and the manager came by like the next day and my mom answered again and the manager was like “alright we know what your fucking brat kids did” and my mom was like “my children would nEVER”
and she closed the door on her and she was like “marielle you little shit”
but then we took the m off of our house to throw off the manager and it’s in our garage now
but yeah i stole a big golden arch from mcdonald’s once
Yeah, you guys are so cute…
I think that Tyreese was bit. His arm. He was bit. He needs Carol to take the girls. And y’all already kinda know how I feel about that: http://hisruin.tumblr.com/post/77214855053/walking-dead-rant-spoilers-maybe
I do NOT like Carol. Nope. Not at all. Yes, some of this hate has carried over from the comics. But the rest she has earned.
First off, she is always going off ‘half cocked’. While I agree someone should have been teaching the kids how to take care of theirselves, she did it in secret, without any help and no one to notice that Lizzie is really unstable (and that’s a freaking understatement!) BUT if these lessons had been held with the help of other ‘teachers’ and maybe some guild lines, someone may have caught on. Bottom line, wasn’t her place and no one gave her the right. But she still took it upon herself to teach them and now they may have a child killer, a kid that kills, with skills that Carol taught her.
Carol decides she is judge, jury and executioner and not only set two people on fire, but do it WITH IN FEET OF THEIR HOME AND SHELTER! If you look past the fact that she freaking KILLED TWO PEOPLE, just being dumb enough to set a fire like that, so close to the prison, is beyond stupid! The human body can act like a candle and with the right wind direction, BOOM.
Then there is the whole water drama. When she spilt all the water, then acted all like a toddler with her “I can do it myself” attitude. That almost go her killed and caused people to, once again, put their lives at risk.
And what in the Hell is up with the fact that they will still find crazy hermits living out there like it’s no big deal but any time someone like Carol for example goes outside the safety of the walls, they all most die? Do these people really just suck that bad at staying alive or is being really fucking crazy the key here?
Okay, so y’all know how I was posting about how I’m really wanting to see the new episode of Injustice Files? Well, I just got back from visiting with a friend of mine who also grew up in the town. She also remembered how we never saw ANYONE outside of school. Then she reminded me about something her Mom told me when we were buying our home. We were joking about all the dumb papers you have to read and sign when you buy a house. Like wavers about lead and asbestos. That’s when her Mom said that when they (My Friend’s parents) were buying their home, the deed restriction said on it that the ‘Slave’, ‘Servant’ or pretty much anyone that wasn’t freaking white, could not have ‘Quarters’ visible from the road. This must have been sometime in the 80’s when they bought the home.
Then of course I went on to joke about how socially stupid being raised like this had made me. (Thankfully for my friend, she didn’t have racist parents) Because when you are growing around people like that, you realize how ridiculous their thoughts and reasoning for racism are, but you still have to grow up and learn how to interact with non-dumb-ass people. And this is much harder than ‘ya think. It’s not like you can just walk up to some one and say “Hey! I was raised by some racist assholes in some honky ass redneck town. Will you be my friend and teach me how to hang out with non-dumb-ass people?”
Growing as a ‘White Girl’ that knew a side of my family was American Indian, pretty much my only ‘education’ or insight on this was what I got was from TV.
Knowing that my Father’s family had been Apache made just about every John Wayne movie I ever saw very disturbing and confusing.
Anyways, I notice something that I’ve always wondered if it annoyed Native Americans. While there maybe a hand full of Native American Actors, Hollywood will cast the same dude in pretty much every leading role. Like, in the 80’s and 90’s if Hollywood needed a ‘Native’ or ‘Ethnic’ guy, it was Lou Diamond Phillips. And in the 90’s and 2000’s it was Adam Beach. Now, don’t get me wrong, I happen to like them both as actors, but I often wonder if members of whatever said tribe they are portraying are like “Coming on! For real? Again?”
But at least Hollywood will use a Native Male actor. Most of the female roles just go to chicks with bronzer on. This was really sad for me to realize as an adult. Growing up I was always really proud if someone asked if I was or would say that I had ‘Native Features’. It wasn’t until I was older that I realized that it was Hollywood’s idea of what a ‘Native Woman’ should look like that people saw in me. People didn’t see the history of the woman I was named after. I guess they just saw my naive attempt embrace a side of my life I knew nothing about.
Has anyone seen the previews for Injustice Files - Sundown Towns? I’m very interested in watching this because the town I spent most of my adolescence in was once one. I’m not real sure when the ‘sign’ came down. But I was told it was around the time I moved there. It said to read:
"If You Are Black, Don’t Let The Sun Set Down On Your Back”
One of my cousins and I would have long talks about how we worried that living there was making us racists by default or something. Because anytime we left the area and saw anyone that just had darker skin, it would be surprising and then we would feel bad because it shouldn’t be surprising! We shouldn’t be conditioned to only seeing ‘white’ folks all the time. Sure, the town wasn’t ‘Whites Only’ (But there was one right next to us) I live on the coast of Texas. A place that once was Mexico. So whether or not the rednecks liked it, Hispanic Culture is a huge part of our lives. So there was a large Hispanic community in our town. But a very small African American/’Black’ community. A few Biracial kids and maybe a handful of families. The real fucked up part was, you never saw them outside of school. I lived near a few families, so of course I saw them around that apartment complex. But you just never ’ran in to’ them around town. And this was a small town. As teens we walked all over it. Never once do I remember running to anyone outside of school. These kids were our friends but there was like some unwritten rule that they could only be our friends at school. And us just being kids, we didn’t understand or question that.
Yeah fuck that person who thinks this isn’t intimidating for patients.
I do clinic escorting at a local clinic every weekend. We have a fence and the antis aren’t allowed on our property, luckily, but let me just tell you about my experience just today.
- I had a woman ask me for my name multiple times. She knew I worked for the clinic because I wear an apron that says “clinic escort” on it. She kept telling me I didn’t “have” to work for an abortion clinic. This is part of a concerted effort on the part of anti-choicers to harass clinic workers into quitting their jobs. It’s actually called "And then there were none" and it’s pretty fucking disgusting.
- When I walked up to a patient as she was getting out of her car (this is policy, we have to ask if the person has an appointment because the antis try to park on our property all the time), she got really scared at first because she thought I was one of the antis. She told me how relieved she was once she read my apron. This woman had an existing child that she mentioned to me as the antis were screaming over the fence about her “killing her baby”.
- Another woman told me how she was worried I might be “with them” when I walked up, just because the knowledge of how anti-choicers harass people going into the clinic is so commonplace. She was also relieved to have me there. One of the anti-choicers yelled at her about killing her baby from over the fence. She burst into tears.
- These people also yell at and harass the men that come into the clinics with either their partners or their family members. One woman kept yelling out to the men coming in to “protect [his] legacy”.
This was all in one day. One day. I’ve had other experiences on other days when I’ve escorted that are just as bad or worse.
It’s not like these people stand there silently. They are actively yelling at folks and when they can, pursuing them. If an anti-choicer at my place of work can’t get to someone through the part of the fence that overlooks the parking lot, they will push their pamphlets through the parts of the fence that face the doors of the clinic. They are aggressive and totally insensitive to the feelings of any of the patients coming into the clinic.
I haven’t worked at this clinic long, but I have seen the emotional effects that these people have on patients coming into the clinic. So like yeah, in one picture it doesn’t appear that they’re harassing anyone, yelling, or threatening people. But that doesn’t mean it doesn’t happen. And either way, who wants people staring at them when they’re going in for a medical procedure? Or when you come out of one, and you’re still so groggy from anesthesia that you need one of the clinic nurses (or even myself or someone else in my kind of position!) to hold you up and put you in the car?
Anyone who thinks the people standing outside of clinics are not doing it with the intent to harass and bully is wrong, and patients deserve to be protected from this kind of bullshit. My clinic has a big fence and the patients that we serve still feel harassed and bullied. I can’t imagine what it must be like for people going into a clinic without that, like what is pictured.
Thank you for the work you do. Clinic escorts are so brave, and so needed.
The clinic escort who took me in for my annual exam looked like a Hell’s Angel and was easily 6’5.
The anti who harassed me looked like Aunt May.
Sad thing is, the ‘protesters’ look at everyone going in and out of the clinic in one dimension too. My Husband is an EMT. Made a call at one of those clinics. Protesters tried to interfere, get in the way and take photos with their cell phones. FULL PICTURE - The woman wasn’t there for an abortion but she was pregnant. And if they were so worried about the ‘unborn life’ they really shouldn’t have been getting in the way. And that EMT (My Hubby) is also a Fire Fighter in one of Houston’s Wards. They get attack, shot at and he has had to recover his fallen Brothers from a fire. He served in the Navy. Is the father of two sons. And in his off time his volunteers in animal rescue and our family fosters pit bulls and teaches them how to be part of a family. During the last trimester of my pregnancy with our youngest son, complications came up that, in the doctors words, could cause the baby to be “incapable with life” and could put my own life at risk. So the doctors ran more test and we waited. While we waited for results, we had to think of a “what if” plan b. Because it’s not just my story to tell, I will not go into the details, but we knew there was no way we could put our oldest son at risk. So we decided that we would terminate if it was the ‘worst case’. We would terminate the baby that we named, had a bed ready for and loved. Thankfully, that baby will be turning 11 this year. And that was the EMT those protesters harassed. That’s the EMT that took and threw the phone of a protester trying to take a photo of a woman in the back of his ambulance. I am so grateful for all the heroes that go along in their daily lives with their stories untold.
And Teacher Of The Year Award goes to Cash’s teacher!! When Meathead emailed her to let her know that he needs glasses but only has to wear them when he has to read/do work at his desk, he also told her he is worried he’ll get made fun of because of it. She replied and told him to let her know when it’s gonna be his first day to wear them and instead of contacts, she’ll wear her glasses too that day.
Epic Teacher <3
Cash has been having a hard time focusing on school this year. So when I heard him say he had a headache the other day, I told Dad to take him to the eye doctor. Glasses are like a rite of passage in this family :P
YES - Those are gonna be his new glasses.
YES - He picked them out himself.
YES - I know he’s just like me.
NO - My family does NOT hold weekly meetings were we all sit around and talk about how cool are glasses are.
And no, we don’t not had a secret stock pile of ugly “Buddy Holly” glasses.
And don’t worry about the bully. Dad cussed him out awhile back and he’s pretty much left Cash alone since :P
Black-and-white miniskirt. Ruby-red lips. Heels high enough for sky diving.
At 70-something, Mamie Van Doren still turns heads.
It’s been that way for Mamie since practically forever.
In 1948, she won the Miss Palm Springs beauty pageant and caught the eye of Howard Hughes during a period when (as head of RKO Pictures) he was keen on movies.
She was a teenager then, and a career was born.
These days, to attract such attention, Mamie gets help. She visits regularly – and unashamedly – with her Newport Beach plastic surgeon. And she studies Buddhism.
“As I’ve gotten older, Buddhism helps me to understand and live in the moment, without fears,” Mamie says.
From the teachings of Buddhist monk Thich Nhat Hanh, she has even learned to accept her frown lines.
“If I have a flaw, I’ve learned to love it,” she says. “I look at it in the mirror and say, ‘I love you.’”
Then she signs up for more plastic surgery.
If it’s all a contradiction (and much of Mamie is about contradiction), it’s also part of her battle.
Mamie’s battle plan: To embrace the wisdom, but not the physical trajectory, of age.
Her battle recently included a second mini-facelift from Dr. H. George Brennan. It was a refresher to tighten sags that came about after her first facelift, in the 1980s, and her first mini-lift in the late 1990s.
Love wrinkles, yet go to a plastic surgeon? Is Mamie contradicting herself?
“I just wanted to be Mamie,” she says. And, indeed, Mamie has always been complicated.
She has married five times, divorced four times and, this month, will celebrate her 30th wedding anniversary.
She considers herself Christian. And Buddhist.
She was a sex symbol who, to take on Hollywood, was named after the anti-sex-symbol wife of President Dwight D. Eisenhower.
She dated celebrities from Elvis Presley to Burt Reynolds, was infamous for her nude photos.
Yet as late as her mid-50s, the former South Dakota farm girl was still worried about what her mother might think.
Her mother’s opinion, in fact, was foremost on Mamie’s mind when she met Brennan in Palm Springs in the 1980s.
“I was in the Jacuzzi,” she recalls. “He asked if I had ever had anything done.”
“No. It’s me,” Mamie said. He looked her over and figured he could improve on what he saw.
“Have you ever thought of having something done?” Brennan asked.
“I would never do that,” Mamie replied. “My mother said never let anyone touch your face.”
“He was very professional,” she remembers, “but I knew what he was thinking.”
Her husband, Tom Dixon, told her, “Do it if you want to.”
She had been living in Newport Beach since 1966, and she figured her career was in transition.
She could never return to the sexpot roles she’d played in “Running Wild,” “Teacher’s Pet,” and “Sex Kittens Go to College.” But there were other things she could do — TV appearances, film interviews about Hollywood history, and parties at the Playboy Mansion.
Tom told her, “If you’re going to go to Hollywood again, it probably would be a good idea to have a little touch-up,” she recalls. “Why not? You want to look your best.”
Brennan recommended a facelift and a tightening of the skin around her eyes.
“It’s not as if she looked horrible,” he recalls.
But the changes in her face were hard for Mamie to accept.
“In the middle of the night, I’d wake up and look in the mirror. I’d pull my face up to see myself as I was,” she said at the time.
“People don’t accept it when a beautiful young woman gets old.”
She never considered having breast implants. Her measurements as a teen were listed at 35-23-35 and, she said, little had changed since.
“I’ve been accused of having implants, but I never have. No way!” she says. “I have large natural breasts that I got from my mother and grandmother.”
Before Mamie took the surgical plunge, she asked Brennan how long the effects of the surgery would last.
“Will I be like a princess who turns into a frog?”
“It lasts quite a while,” he assured her.
She decided to go ahead, but she didn’t tell her mother.
Her mother first saw the new look at Thanksgiving, and then she didn’t know what she was seeing.
Mamie recalls walking out from behind a curtain and realizing that her mother didn’t notice the change.
“I went ahead and did it,” Mamie told her.
Her mother turned and said, “She did?”
Mamie credits Brennan’s skill for that moment.
“The trick is doing it without showing it. It’s like acting. If you’re caught acting, you’re not a good actor,” she says.
“It made me feel better,” Mamie recalls. “I didn’t want to look younger. All I wanted to do was to look like Mamie.”
Looking like Mamie keeps her connected with celebrity.
She still refers to herself as one of the three blonde bombshells of 1950s Hollywood, along with Marilyn Monroe and Jayne Mansfield. The three actresses’ careers intertwined as they shared the spotlight, vied for parts, and passed along potential roles to each other.
“Marilyn opened doors for me, and I opened doors for Jayne,” Mamie recalls.
But the last time Mamie did that, the result was tragic.
In 1967, she offered Jayne a show that had been planned for Mamie. While Jayne was appearing at the Gus Stevens Supper Club in Biloxi, Miss., she was in a fatal car crash. If not for swapping with Jayne, Mamie might have been in that crash, she says.
Jayne Mansfield died at age 34, Marilyn Monroe at 36. Mamie has lived nearly as long as the two combined.
“She’s luckier than the other two, because she’s still here,” says Brennan.
“I’ve been blessed,” Mamie says. “I came to Hollywood determined to follow in Jean Harlow’s footsteps, but I was determined not to die young. My hope was to endure. And endure I have.”
Her recollections of celebrities are often more upbeat, but they always connect her to the glamour of days gone by.
“I knew Coco Chanel well in the 1960s. She’d let me take her clothes and wear them in New York. She called me Coco Van Doren. We had the same hearts and body,” Mamie says. And also:
“On my Web site, there’s a photo of me wearing Marlene Dietrich’s negligee. We have the same bone structure.”
Having started her career at age 15 and signed with Universal a few years later, she knows the difficult life of a young celebrity. That makes her sympathetic to young stars of today who run afoul of the media.
“I was 19 when the studio signed me, and there were no other women there. I had to cope with that,” she says.
“There’s even more pressure now, and Hollywood is so fickle.”
She mentions Lindsay Lohan, a star at 12, and Miley Cyrus, a superstar at 15.
“Hollywood wants you to keep that look, but it’s practically impossible,” she says. That’s part of the allure of plastic surgery, she adds.
Consider the singer-actress Madonna, who has often turned to plastic surgery since 1985, when she starred in “Desperately Seeking Susan” at age 27, Mamie says.
“She did a little, then a little more and a little more,” she says. “If you compare her then and now, you’ll see she’s changed quite a bit.”
Mamie can’t object.
“Whatever people choose, it’s all right,” she says.
“I don’t care if a person wants to look like a cat, a dog, or an elephant. It’s a short journey in this life not to let people look the way they want to.”
“But as for me, I’ll keep the dumb blonde look.”
I find this whole scene funny cause last July Emma Roberts was arrested for beating up Evan Peters.
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the kids in this movie complain about not seeing sunlight, or having human interaction outside their family for months and im sitting here like yo
i do this shit voluntarily