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Tumblr LOVES old camera accessories.

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[sanctus-ingenium]

let's see how YOU like it

[greenheartart]

Summertime Stretch ♥

[trans-techpriestess]

Someone was being a bit of a brat this morning while I was waking up. After keeping me up all night, @needy-puppygirl needed a reminder about how grumpy I am when I haven't slept well.

Hopefully this lesson will last at least a couple of days

As promised @xenasaur

[bookwormstarwarsfan]

A few days ago I saw some Ducktales here and decided to write about one of my favourite Hungarian historical moments, but then I realized that the anniversary is in less than a week, so I scheduled this post exactly on the 30th anniversary even for the minute, at 18:08 CET. (Edit: fuck Tumblr, it messed up scheduling, but second part is on its way)

So let me to present you the story of the Ducktales generation of Hungary, the children born in the 80s, who were traumatized by the aforementioned cartoon exactly 30 years ago, on December 12th 1993 at 18:08.

The year is 1993. The ill-fated little Central-European Hungary is barely out of the more than 40 years of terrible communist dictatorship, it only elected it's first in decades democratic government in 1990 and the last occupying Soviet soldier left the the country in the Summer of 1991.

The first media war is on full rage, meaning that there is still only two, government owned, tv channel, (and time to time HBO, if you were at the right place at the right time) but unlike during the socialism, Western programmes are allowed. This two facts together mean that every time there is a kid's programme on, practically every children who has access to tv, watches it.

Every Sunday afternoon is for Walt Disney, but most importantly for Ducktales. This one has a chokehold on every kid, the absolutle favourite. (Interestingly never became popular for any other generations in Hungary, unlike other iconic programmes, despite being aired a few more times in the following decades.)

So we get to the Sunday of December 12th. Allegedly 2.2 million children is in front of the tv, accompanied by many adults. The episode "A Whale of a Bad Time" is at its emotional high. Scrooge McDuck (or as we know him, Uncle Dagobert) is histerically jumping on the dinner table, because the ship with his money is lost. At 18:08 one of the most famous last sentence is said: 'A sea monster ate my ice cream!!!'

The screen goes black and white, the programme stops, blackness, then the grey channel logo shows up and Chopin's Funeral March starts playing. For long minutes nothing happenes, except of course for the hundreds of thousands of kids having a temper tantrum. By the time the March is coming to the end, even more adults are in the room, either because of the screaming kid or the sudden change of mood.

After 2 whole minutes again a moment of blackness, then a fat, old man in thight black suit comes up with a flag in the the background.

For many of the children watching, this was the first time to ever come to contact with politics, and for some of them, with death. Because the man, Péter Boross, who at that first moment still unbeknownst to the audience had already been the Prime Minister for less than an hour, had an important message:

'Fellow citizens, Hungarians, here at home and around the world. Destiny gave me a painful duty. Dr József Antall, Prime Minister of Hungary today after 5 pm passed away.'

Of course the passing of the reigning Prime Minister would be breaking news everywhere, especially if he is the first democratically elected one in more than 40 years, but this event became more important for a different cause.

[opheliaintherushes]

Now, Boris and Natasha Blossom is the most hysterical thing to happen since they sold maple syrup at a profit during the Korean War and absolutely what I signed up for in a 1950s Riverdale.

[idlingsomewhere]

genuinely have not been able to stop thinking about jrjrjr

[aduckwithears]

Hey a question. So the 25 Lazarii miracle plume... 

Was I the only one who thought that this was Gabriel’s miracle? Or more specifically Gabriel’s power? Like yes, Aziraphale and Crowley did their little miracles to hide him from each side but they were holding hands with Gabriel and - he could have acted like a focus? If I understand correctly he is still angelic, just with no memories and the mind of a goldfish/puppy. He was (maybe subconsciously) trying to help! It’s so specific how everyone talks about only a supremely powerful archangel being able to do such a big miracle, and that plume is exactly the same color as Gabriel’s eyes. That’s an awfully big coincidence/filmmaking choice to also just happen to be an ineffable duo color... even if we do assume they are red + blue... or even a general miracle color. (Side note - did miracles in the first season ever have a color?) The funny part in this case is that the angels are looking right at a Gabriel powered miracle and not seeing that fact... because it worked. Just like when they turn up at the bookshop and can’t perceive Jimbriel. On the other hand, I do love the theory that Aziraphale and Crowley are ridiculously powerful when combined. It’s cute and leads to further... interesting speculation. But that didn’t even occur to me until I read it after the fact. What say you?

[lesless]

When I was 16-17 I worked at Target in softlines, which is basically clothing & jewelry. One day I was working in shoes, which was always a mess bc people kick them off & leave them everywhere but I was sick of folding so I was happy to do something else. While I was cleaning up the mess in the ladies section I heard a very timid, “excuse me” & was met by a shy, late 30’s man just a bit taller than me. I gave the standard Target greeting, it was something like ‘how may I help you today’ & he kind of fumbled with his words & said he was looking for heels, for himself. I was like ok! Do you know your size? He said no, so I walked him over to the little sizing floor mat & told him to take off his shoes to size. I cautioned that his left foot may be bigger (like mine) but the mat only had right feet to size so he may need a half to full size bigger, also depending on the width. We figured out his size & I asked him what style he liked. He said he didn’t know, the skinny heels look nice & he pointed to a pair of shiny red ones. I liked those too, I said, do you know how to walk in them? He said no. I said, let’s start off with wedges then, they’re easier & that’s how I learned to walk in heels. I pointed out pairs with ankle straps because that gives you more stability. I also stressed walking heel-toe & made sure he tried them on with BOTH feet. He tried on a few pairs & shuffled up & down the aisle. By the end of the exchange he had opened up & looked excited instead of nervous & was hugging a box of wedges with an ankle strap & the red pair he eyed first. He thanked me profusely. I said it was my job to help, & I’m happy he found a few pairs he liked! I remember that for a split second he just looked at me, smiling, like he wanted to hug me. It made me feel warm. Then, he turned & beelined straight to the registers. I never saw him again, & I didn’t think of it much for a long time except that if my job is in service, I really enjoyed helping someone with something I knew about. I still enjoy that feeling. & now that I’m older I can appreciate the exchange more, how scary it must have felt back then to approach a stranger about something you’re excited about, & that fear of rejection or cruelty that someone might unleash instead. Especially in south Texas, where we were. I wonder about the first time others have bought heels, & how it went for them. I wonder how he’s doing, if he got to embrace other clothing that makes him happy, if he’s still he any more. I hope that wherever that person is, they’re happy. I hope that now there’s a confident strut in shiny red heels. I hope everyone who wants to try something new is greeted with someone who’s just happy to be helping.

[reisspieces]

personally I’m never moving on. September 20,2024 you will live on forever in my heart

[vintage-tech]

Tumblr LOVE old camera accessories, but apparently the general public does not because yesterday's photo was from last weekend (mid-July) and this photo is from late April.

[theoldhalloweentree]

Best Horror Signature Track?

Hey, one of these has never crossed my dash, so might as well make my own! I love horror scores, and what's a franchise/killer without a signature track? Since these do have multiple variations, base it on your personal favorite of each one if needed. I'm absolutely certain I've forgotten several, so if your favorite isn't here, give it a shout in a reblog/tags! ('Other' is also there if your all time favorite is from a standalone movie, or a franchise that doesn't really have a recurring piece associated with it.)

(Standard 'reblog for sample size' here.)

[shutupandplayasong]

The way I'm gonna be 87 years old some day talking about "Where were you when you first heard One More Time"

[bigcats-birds-and-books]

CRYING SCREAMING THROWING STATIONARY THE CURSE OF BEING A DISCOVERY WRITER WHEN YOU'VE GOT SOME BUT NOT ALL OF YOUR SHIT FIGURED OUT!!!!

[trans-techpriestess]

What is one to do with a captured alice?

What a lovely... target she has

I wish I'd taken a better picture of the results, this one doesn't do the welts I gave her justice.

(more photos from this past weekend with the incredible @xenasaur)