degari:

degari:

degari:

Hey, if you were in the UK in 1994 around Christmas, and you grabbed a ride towards Scotland in a black van, and in the back of the van there was a body in a coffin, a lady with a fiddle, and another lady with a newborn, and everyone was in weirdly high spirits, and you eventually had to bail just kinda in the middle of nowhere and you hopped off and disappeared into the night, can you let me know if you’re alright? 

I was the newborn and I’m really worried about you.

(Can folks share this post? I legitimately want to find this stranger, I have so many questions, and I think they do as well.)

Now with some corrections according to the lady with the fiddle!

THERE IS AN EXPLANATION. I’m so sorry for what ended up being a teaser of a post, but there is a story and it’s not INCREDIBLY WEIRD I promise.

Basically, around the time I was born one of my uncles was dying. I’ve been told that he saw how poetic it was, and that holding newborn me helped a little bit. But soon after I was born he passed away.

Now I don’t know all the details, and some of what I know might be wrong, it was 23 years ago now and I was a newborn but parts of the family (including my mum and a couple of my extended cousins) were transporting his body to Edrom, Scotland. My cousin had this van that was a huge part of her entire persona, so we loaded it up, everyone was settled, and away we went!

Everyone has their own way of dealing with loss, and if I’m entirely honest at least most of my family are the most interesting people I know. So it was kind of a really jaunty trip, everyone was in high spirits, and it was a long drive. We had to stop to refuel, it was quite late at night, and there was some bloke who wanted to hitch a ride (or we offered him a ride). Either way, we had a hitchhiker.

Now, if my cousin remembered it right, she did disclose that we had a body in the back. He was in his coffin but still. Mysterious Stranger assured that it was no problem, he’s seen a body before, it’s late, he just wants to get where he’s going.

So, the Weirdly Cheerful Road Trip continued with this new person! And I suppose it was just… too weird. Because at some point he just kinda demanded that we stop the van, he hopped out, and just… left.

And to be fair, if you managed to grab a lift with a small group of strangers with a body in a coffin, and everyone is just singing and having a grand ol’ time, it would be a bit unnerving to say the least. I certainly don’t blame him for needing to bail. But I hope he’s ok and he got where he needed to go. And now I’ve cast this frightfully specific weird post into the internet in the hope of maybe finding that person so I can be reassured that they’re ok, and they can be assured that we’re not dangerous folks. We’re just eccentric.

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joshpeck:

heckacute:

Yeah, you talk like you’re into guys with beards, but just you wait until you’re dating one and he sneezes and gets snot all over in his face hair and he doesn’t notice it because the slime isn’t touching his skin and you can’t tell him about it because he has headphones on and he’s listening to “abstract hip hop” so loudly that it’s giving you whatever the opposite of an orgasm is. 

are you okay

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sparkyjade:

So many sexual assault victims speaking out

against the big names that have been glorified and running the industry for decades. It’s shocking, and painful, to know the possibility of truth behind these allegations.

To all those that have been sexually assaulted, know your worth has not been compromised. Know that it was NOT your fault. It is scary, embarrassing, and painful to tell the truth, especially on a public outlet. Either way, I salute your bravery.

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the-official-nasa:

amazingmars:

self care is breaking into nasa and launching yourself directly into the Fucking void

May we suggest a Soothing Bath™ instead

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