recently my dad bought himself a molecule building set to play with
today he made a complicated molecule made up of methane and hydrogen that looked a bit like a crown
so he put it on his head and said gleefully “Look, I’m King of the polyaromatic hydrocarbons.” and left it on for a bit while he ate dinner
my dad is 59.
I just realized that I’ve been using Tumblr for so long, I remember when the radar was a way to discover awesome blogs and not some incredibly obnoxious animated gif advertising bullshit I don’t care about.
“WHERE’S MY SPEECH NOTES”
“WHERE. ARE. MY. SPEECH. NOTES.”
“I UHHHH. ORGANISED THEM.”
“WHY DO YOU NEED TO KNOW.”
“I NEED THEM”
“UH UH DON’T YOU THINK ABOUT PRACTISING THAT SPEECH TONIGHT I’VE BEEN PLANNING THIS DINNER FOR MONTHS”
“BUT AMERICA IS IN NEED”
“MY STOMACH IS IN NEED OF THAT FANCY DINNER.”
“YOU TELL ME WHERE MY SPEECH IS WOMAN THIS IS FOR INTERNATIONAL JUSTICE”
“I’M MICHELLE OBAMA. I INVENTED JUSTICE.”