british wizards be like, “omg hogwarts is the best wizarding school in the world” oh really? well beauxbatons didn’t have lord fucking voldemort on campus every other year
The Starfleet Spaceport – Michael Giacchino (Star Trek OST)
yep
me: *drops something*
me: *stares down at it in disappointment for a few seconds before picking it up*

From Twitter.
SO TRUE!!!!!! My good peasant DNA would also get me through any famine. If I reduce my caloric intake my body goes, “Oh! Another famine is it? Dinna fash lass: we’re really good at this! When all those other skinny idjits lie dead around you, ye’ll still be plump as a wee fat hen to pick up the pieces.”
The chronicle of the monk Herbert of Reichenau for the year 1021 ends “My brother Werner was born on November 1.“
1021 was not an uneventful year. The emperor began a campaign into Italy. Illustrious abbots died. There was an earthquake. But Herbert took the time to note, at the end of the year, that his brother was born.
Of such acts of tenderness is history made.
This post broke through the shell of crustiness on my medievalist heart and made me go ‘aww’.

CHARDIN, Jean-Baptiste-Siméon
Still-Life with Cat and Fish
1728
Oil on canvas, 79 x 63 cm
Museo Thyssen-Bornemisza, Madrid

