Back in January, I sent Coopy this picture asking him to pick a dress for me to wear to the tour kickoff since he couldn’t make it. I’m currently in the middle of doing the same thing as Coopy always picks the best dresses. (at Scorpion Queens’ Castle)

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Today in History: May 16th, 1770 - Louis XVI of France and Marie Antoinette of Austria are married

A fourteen year-old Marie Antoinette and fifteen year-old Louis were married to form a political alliance that was supposed to stabilize often hostile relations between Austria and France. Although the marriage was always said to be amiable, Louis was very shy (it is also rumoured he suffered from phimosis, something royal doctors already stated in late 1772) and the marriage was not consummated for seven years. However, in 1778, the first of their four children was born, also the only one to survive past childhood. The couple was executed during the French Revolution, 8 months apart, after 23 years of marriage. After the death of her husband on January 21st 1793, Marie Antoinette went into deep mourning, refusing to eat or exercise. She was executed on October 16th, 1793. Their bodies were thrown in an unmarked grave. In 1815 their bodies were exhumed, and the couple is now buried at the Basilica of Saint-Dennis, a northern suburb of Paris.

Oops. I’m one day late.

pewresearch:

Our new study finds a record number of new moms have been to college. [Graphic: Deseret News]

sexpigeon:

Morris is missing. He ran out of the house he was staying in at 17th and Bryant and is now loose in the Mission. If you see him, please, please send anything to my tumblr inbox or email me at foodsco at gmail.

Update: some people we ran into saw him running around near 19th and Kansas last night, up in Potrero Hill, but none of them managed to get ahold of him. We searched from 17th to 20th and from Vermont to De Haro and couldn’t find him. Thank you so much to everyone who’s already reblogged this, and for all the support in general. We’ve notified animal control and we’ll be flyering/searching all day. If anyone has suggestions about other things we should be doing, let us know. And please keep your fingers crossed for little Morris.

“The new cerce songs are pretty frickin sweet. ‘specially the mermaid one.”

Hahaha. I’m dead.

allwaysfloatingaway:

New batch. #totalitär #lewdacts #cerebralballzy #dropdead #infest #cerce #punch #trashtalk #blackflag #crust #diy

Ew. You’re still making Cerce patches?

weirdvintage:

Elvis Presley is inducted into the Los Angeles Tribal Council by Chief Wha-Nee-Ota for his ‘constructive portrayal of a man of Indian blood’ in Flaming Star, December 1960 (via Retronaut)

ParaNorman

I’m half posting this to clarify and half posting this to laugh in the face of haters. Because I can. And that’s therapeutic.

Last night a few friends and I thought it would be funny to start a rumor that Cerce has beef with The Hotel Year. For those of you that don’t know me, I adore starting rumors about my own band. I don’t know why and I don’t know why we always find it funny to see who can come up with the craziest lies about ourselves. It’s a fucked up relationship we all have. Christian of The Hotel Year did not stop there, he decided we should start a rumor that Cerce hates The Hotel Year, because Christian has been trying to steal my boyfriend, Coop. Because if we can throw Coop in the middle of an argument, why not? I know, we’re asking for trouble at this point. And so the Facebook argument began.

We each made fun of each other for liking Coop and made fun of each others’ bands. Raph of Old Gray got involved only making it too easy to declare that I hate Old Gray as well. (I shouldn’t have to clarify at this point that I don’t hate them.) All of us thought this was funny because we have some sick sense of humor.

And then someone who I go to school with, but have NEVER met or spoken to took it upon himself to send Christian a private message that went a little something like this:

“Yo, so I don’t know you, but FUCK YES to you FUCKING STICKING IT TO BECCA ‘CERCE’ EDGY PINK HAIR CADALZO. You win. Thank you. Have a nice weekend.”

Of course Christian has no other response, but to tell this kid that he looks like a “reeeeal dick right now.” So thank you to whoever is judging me based entirely on my band and hair color(?). I mean, I’m not going to judge you in return… but you’re PROBABLY an insecure shithead. Good luck to you in your future endeavors and you’re right, thank you Christian for “sticking it to” me after “fake hitting on my boyfriend.”

I do not hate everyone that hates me. I just look down on those that hate me before even mildly knowing me.