Rachel Marie Merritt

Feb 02

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The pros and cons of Moon Base Gingrich -

Rachel Marie Merritt

theeconomist:

Our correspondent examines the practicalities of Newt Gingrich’s plan to build a colony on the moon. All things considered, it would be a rather left-wing place.

TSK: A little blood goes a long way

Medically-Correct Nursery Rhymes: Humpty-Dumpty

Rachel Marie Merritt

cranquis:

Humpty-Dumpty sat on a wall.

Humpty-Dumpty had a great fall.

All the King’s horses and all the King’s men

Couldn’t put Humpty-Dumpty together again.

Probably because horses make lousy surgeons, due to their faulty fine-motor skills and lack of opposable thumbs.

Plus the King’s men had never heard of a sentient egg, so they must’ve assumed that the gelatinous smear of protein with fragments of crystalized calcium carbonate was just a practical yolk.

Dr. Cranquis' Mumbled Gripes: Feedback on Humpty-Dumpty. -

Rachel Marie Merritt

cranquis:

captain-nitrogen replied to your post: Medically-Correct Nursery Rhymes: Humpty-Dumpty

Ah, but where in the nursery rhyme does it say Humpty Dumpty was an egg? :p
Dangit, I knew that somebody would complain about the original rhyme’s lack of explicit eggitude. However,

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teamcoco:

“Here To Party” by Garyck Amtzen. [More Newt & Calista Photoshop Joy]

Rachel Marie Merritt

teamcoco:

“Here To Party” by Garyck Amtzen. [More Newt & Calista Photoshop Joy]

it's all come alive.: master of crutches boast. -

Rachel Marie Merritt

cranquis:

mysoulcanbreathe:

I, Katelyn, connoisseur of purple walking sticks

Have acquired a skill that many people do not need.

An ability so mastered that it comes natural to me.

Learning immediately after being under the knife for the first time.

Perfecting it after the four operations that followed.

I stealthily swim through the scholar’s safe haven hallways.

People part, like the red sea,

When they observe me crutching.

Dipping, dodging, and ducking,

Vehemently avoiding an assail from those who ignore my presence.

Clicking and clacking constantly from class to class.

Hopping haphazardly up and down harsh steps.

Resolute to conquer the stairs,

No matter how arduous they may be.

Hours and hours of trekking wear me down.

But I must be strong and press on,

Until that final bell rings and I can go to my humble abode.

Lazy and lethargic, I never want to leave my throne again.

But then the day comes when I no longer need my crutches.

That is, until the next operation happens.

Beautiful poetry about finding beauty in your illness/restriction, written by an old soul who knows of whence she writes. (And who is also one of my longest-following Cranquistadors, so you KNOW she’s fabuloso!)

(Source: viewtoadmire)

Dr. Cranquis' Mumbled Gripes: Hot or Not? Mrs. Cranquis speaks out. -

Rachel Marie Merritt

cranquis:

bunichow replied to your photo: HAHA! Oh man, this thread on the Cranquis Facebook…

Hahaha, what does Mrs. Cranquis think?

Mrs. Cranquis replies: “Dr. Cranquis is incredibly unattractive, and definitely not worth fantasizing about. Nope, nothing to see here, nuh-uh. Move…

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