#household goods

[scavengedluxury]

Household goods store on Gyula Hegedűs Street, Budapest, 1975. From the Budapest municipal photography company archive.

[rpepperpotshipssciencebros]

Told ya I was gonna make more :-)

Second set of fraternal twin towel toppers, this time using a Halloween print that I bought on impulse a while back, and a purple fat quarter. I think I've discovered my new favorite thing to sew.

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[faithatwork]

DID YOU KNOW?🥈”Recycling Clothes Can Improve Your Health.

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To coincide with the point above, #clothing production is stressful on our environment. It creates more #pollution, which often leads to serious #health issues.

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According to the EPA’s #ResourceConservationandRecoveryAct, ‘Many #textile manufacturing facilities [are considered] to be hazardous waste generators.’ Not only does this waste impact factory textile workers, but also the general population. By #donatingyourclothes and giving them a second home, you’re helping #reduce the amount of textiles produced (goodwillsouthtexas.com).”

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ReignBow ReNEWed’s key focus is #healthandwellness, so hosting a drive for clothing and household goods makes sense.

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MAKE & TAKE the TIME!

• Go through your homes to gather “goodness”

• Bag up clothing & Box up appliances, etc.

• Schedule a drop-off date with us: (833) 72-RENEW or https://bit.ly/Give2Drive

Live EmPOWERed! Elder PAM & Family ♥️

[andtimestandsstill]

Cardboard under-bed storage box, likely circa 1977? Maybe 1971?

[habistore]

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[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

the fact that shakespeare was a playwright is sometimes so funny to me. just the concept of the "greatest writer of the English language" being a random 450-year-old entertainer, a 16th cent pop cultural sensation (thanks in large part to puns & dirty jokes & verbiage & a long-running appeal to commoners). and his work was made to be watched not read, but in the classroom teachers just hand us his scripts and say "that's literature"

just...imagine it's 2450 A.D. and English Lit students are regularly going into 100k debt writing postdoc theses on The Simpsons screenplays. the original animation hasn't even been preserved, it's literally just scripts and the occasional SDH subtitles.txt. they've been republished more times than the Bible

[whats-in-a-sentence]

Many women worked in the business of credit – lending money in small amounts to each other, and pawning clothes and household goods for cash to redeem for later.

"Normal Women: 900 Years of Making History" - Philippa Gregory

[tenth-sentence]

Over the next few years, he sold rum from Bengal and household goods from London.

"Killing for Country: A Family History" - David Marr

[catcrumb]

[interemrelocation]

15 August // India Independence Day // Relocation Service // interem pac...

[r3ynah]

NU UH

Jack Fenton, dialed his younger sister's phone number as he gazed apologetically at the family of bats, that was hanging around in his living room. he impatiently waited for the other party to pick up.

The Bat family remained stoic as they observed the man, they had or Batman had ordered to put the call on speaker, if ever the phone was answered, Robin had stared at the doorway leading to the kitchen there stood Jack's supposed oldest daughter Jazz. who only stared amused at her father's antics much to Robin's confusion.

finally after a grueling 10 seconds wait, the call was finally answered.

Robin held his breath awaiting for the voice he was expecting for.

"Yes, Ahki?" Talia's voice resonated, from the phone. making everyone's eyes except the Fenton family widen.

'what? mother never told me she had a brother.' Damian thought as he took a peek at his father's face who was scrunched up in confusion. same for the rest of his family.

"Talia, my dear ukht, I've heard from a few birds and bats that you have taken my son. on his fieldtrip." Jack said, his nervous and outgoing personality vanishing and what took place was a serious and angry tone of a father as soon as heard the caller's voice, making everyone in the room shudder at the sudden cold atmosphere while the oldest daughter remained composed and unbothered as she watched.

Silence came from the other side of the phone, before answering "It seems i have." Talia answered back, you can here the voice of a boy in the background asking if it was his dad.

"Stop with this false innocence of yours, bring my son back immediately, partly alive and safe." Jack stated, much to the Bats and birds confusion.

Silence once again, as the phone remained quiet seemingly put down on a table with a few whispers and shuffling. before it was picked up once again.

"Nu uh." was the only thing Talia said as she hang up.

everyone paused.

"The fuck you mean 'Nu uh'?!" Jack yelled, at his phone. While his wife walked their daughter's side who was laughing her ass off, confused she looked at the bats then at her husband and then just sighed.

"Dinner's Ready." she only said as she retreated back at to the kitchen.

[3rdeyeinsights]

there's a new trend of people using lemon juice instead of dishsoap

[hualianschild]

[bluerosefox]

Anther DPxDC idea (it can be either turn into future Dead on Main or Anger Management, I'm not picky)

With Toddler!Damian~

So

When Jason was being 'trained' by the LOA in a fit of Pit Madness he somehow manged to stumble upon a toddler Damian in the base when he fought his current 'teacher' and fell into Damian's own training room at the time he was training.

Jason, even in a Pit Rage episode and not yet fully 'trained' out of his Robin teaching and his own (deeply buried) morals of protecting children, see's a toddler being trained with a legit sword and see's some of the wounds and cuts the kid has on himself from the training. He does not take it well and in a fit, fights the other teacher and gathers Damian into his arms.

This leads to Jason, in half coherent and half Pit Madness, to try to escape with Damian in his arms and get the heck out of the League with assassins at his heels.

However the fight eventually ends up with them near the Pits itself and in a single wrong move the two fall in.

The two do not resurface.

-x-x-

It was a normal day in Amity Park.

As normal as Amity Park could be to be honest.

When one of the Fenton siblings came down to clean the lab for the day when the protal suddenly flared up and for the lack of better words spat out a teen around their age and a toddler.

Both passed out on the lab floor.