I'm So Ashamed That He Represents Me.

My wallpaper is essentially stretch marks.

This is a real thing.

WE ALL KNOW THAT EMOTION

So I took the garbage out... At 1:34 AM, and I noticed that the whole backyard was lit up. When I looked to see if any of the lights were on outside, I didn't see anything. So I looked up, and I saw the full Moon, and all the stars, in a perfectly clear sky. Not a single cloud in sight. And I had a moment of, "This is the single, most beautiful site I will ever see." This picture doesn't do it any justice, but I just wanted to document it in some way. Most people don't think of anything when they look at the sky. But me? Like a nerd, I wonder about all the possibilities that are out there. What kind of life is out there, living their own lives, unaffected by humans, and unaware of how big our shared universe really is. But then I get sad when I realize I'll never live to see any of it. And then I get even sadder when I realize that I care about something that will never affect my life in any real way and is actually pointless for me to waste my time thinking about it. But, oh well... We still have cats here on Earth, so life's not all that bad I guess... But I really need to go to sleep.

A running list of all the people Donald Trump has offended while running for President:

Women

Mexican people

Black people

Iowans

New Jerseyans

Jewish people

People with disabilities

Refugees fleeing the Islamic State group

Overweight people

Asian people

Veterans

Native Americans

Muslims

America, this is your Republican presidential front runner. These highlights don’t even mention babies, civilians and half the country.

(This post will be updated as Donald Trump continues to distribute his two cents’ worth.)

From water on Mars to Pluto’s heart, 2015 was a huge year of discovery for NASA. These don’t even mention, the “close encounters” we had with celestial objects this year.

Malaysia Airlines Flight 17

To all you militant atheists out there, telling religious people over the internet, "prayer duznt works bich, gods totes nt reel, fggt.", fuck you.

Do I believe prayer works? No, but that doesn't mean I should go around putting people down that do. Sure, I don't think prayer helps the world, me or the people they're praying for, but as long as their not doing any Godly (or Satanic) human/animal sacrifices then who cares? You have no right to tell someone what they can or can't do on their own time, so long as their not hurting anyone else. That not only applies to one's religious affiliation, but also to one's sexual preference, a woman's decision to get an abortion, or an addict's decision to use drugs.

Some people pray when tragedies happen, some people make jokes when tragedies happen. I don't denounce people that do either, I think they're both acceptable responses to the horrible things the world and humans are capable of. Prayer and comedy, believe it or not, are both coping mechanisms, and sometimes the only way you can stand to live in such a fucked up world is if you can pray about it, or, dare I say, laugh about it.

*sigh* With the rant over, who remembers when flying on Malaysia Airlines wasn't a deathtrap? #ThrowbackThursday