Thanks everyone who has shown interest in my personal posts about hair, and sewing, and Danny Boy. You are all awesome and make me feel great!
"Most of the intelligence community doesn’t believe he exists. The ones that do call him the ｡*:★Kawaii Soldier★:*｡. He’s an adorable ghost, you’ll never find him.”
If I do not see someone cosplay this at NYCC I will be veeeeerrrrry disappointed!
If somebody cosplays this, I better be sent pictures because OMG
ada-adorable, I feel like you would like this.
Anthony Mackie being the first black superhero (and making Bill O’Reilly uncomfortable) on Jimmy Fallon (x)
I am so happy that Anthony Mackie is a person that exists.
For anyone who’s going: “But what about Storm/Hancock/Frozone/War Machine etc etc?”: they’re referring to the fact that the character Falcon was the first African-American superhero* created (debuted in Captain America #177 in 1969). If you’ve watched the clip, you’ll notice that Mackie corrects Jimmy Fallon when he says first black superhero. This is because the first black superhero was Black Panther - debuted in Fantastic Four #52 in 1966 - whom lives in the fictive African country Wakanda, and is thus not a citizen of the USA.
(* = the word “superhero” is usually not used for hero characters that pre-date Superman, nor actually very often used outside the mainstream comic book companies aka DC Comics and Marvel Comics. This is why such characters as The Phantom, created in 1936 aka 2 years before Superman, and whom wears spandex and a mask and punches evil guys in the face, is not generally dubbed a super hero. Anyway, the point of this asterisk is that I have no idea how many fictional, non-“super” hero characters there were of African decent before 1966)
Reblogging for uncomfortable O’Reilly and awesome comic book information.
This is absolutely magical.
umm excuse me avatar I see a little more than four elements
yes hello I am the last barium bender
I’m crying brb
You know, funny story: There’s this craft store called Michaels. Look, my sister knits, and she goes to Michaels. So my sister called me and she’s like, “Oh my god, I’m at Michaels, picking up yarn. You have a poster at Michaels.” I’m like, “What?” She’s like, “There’s a poster, there’s a Falcon poster at Michaels.” I’m like, “Holy s**t!” She’s like, “I’m gonna come and pick you up, and we’re gonna see your poster in this store.” So she picks me up and we go to Michaels.
We go in, and I see the poster and I’m like, “Oh, this is….” She’s like, “I know, I know.” I said, “I’m gonna sign these posters.” I was like, “That would be amazing, you buy a poster and it’s like, actually signed by the Falcon.” Like, it would blow my mind. So I go to the front, I buy a Sharpie, I run back to the back of the store. And she’s like, “I’m gonna take a picture of you signing it.”
I’m in this store and I’m signing all the posters. The manager comes out, he’s like, “Hey, whatcha doing?” I was like, “Oh man, I’m signing these posters so when people buy ‘em, they’re signed.” He’s like, “Well, people are not gonna buy ‘em if they’re signed.” And I was like, “No, no, no, it’s cool. I’m pretty sure there won’t be a problem.” And he goes, “Yeah, but it is gonna be a problem, you’re messin’ up my inventory.” And I’m like, “No, my man, trust me. I mean, I’m the Falcon, that’s me!” And he goes, “Yeah, right. You’re gonna buy those posters.” I said, “What?” He’s like, “You’re gonna buy all those posters or I’m gonna call the police.”
He rolls up all the posters and goes to the front of the store. And I had to buy like 60 Falcon posters that I signed in Michaels.– Anthony Mackie getting in trouble for signing his posters at a Micheals (x)
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I’m making my first attempt at sewing clothes. I hope to have this dress done before Sunday. I’ll post pictures when it’s done regardless.
In other news Danny Boy took me to dinner today and we went to a sushi place. He said he liked sushi but we ended up going to a bit of a traditional place and he was confused by some of the dishes and had a little trouble with chopsticks. But he tried new stuff and also sushi he already liked. And yay trying new things because you want to and not to impress someone else!
And it’s refreshing to meet a boy in a southern town, that is extremely red on the political maps, who is a southern boy who drinks and smokes, and drives a truck, and goes fishing and likes having cook outs but is also none of the really shitty things that southern boys typically are.
Like I’m sure he has ideas that are problematic but he seems really willing to learn and actually interested. Like something I normally find problematic is boys opening doors for me to be ~chivalrous~ but he just does it, and if I get there first and open the door he just walks in. (Like one of my pet peeves is guys who open doors for me even when it is inconvenient for both of us).
And yeah. dinner was great but I really just wanted to get him home. And then I did. And a good time was had. And I really like him and he’s meeting my parents on Easter. Eeep!