Are u going to/is there already a way to access your transcriptions of those letters with Rachel/rat, Jack, will, & co? I love them so
I would love to eventually, but it would be a huge undertaking and I would probably have to make a separate website for it. There are over 1000 letters, and my first draft transcription (which I still need to proofread) is over 1200 pages typed single space.
I'm so glad you're enjoying them!
I have made a handy-dandy chart.
i just realized “embrace the probability of your imminent death” is a wyatt callow reference
Markus: why is it... So... Quiet?
North: *reading magazine* I dunno
*hears loud thumping on roof*
Josh: *busting down door with random pieces of duct tape on him* SHE DUCT TAPED ME & SIMON TO THE ROOF
Markus: Where is Simon?!
Josh: The roof!
Simon: *falls off roof in background*
Josh: I take that back he's in the yard
It's so fucking funny how many people who owned Furbies as children ended up being traumatized by them in some way
"It took me TWO years to finish this sketch book!" Well that's cuz you're not fuckin sketching. Those are fully painted pieces dawg that's a renderedbook. I've gone through four sketchbooks in my off time this year alone I just draw stupid faces and shit for fun. pussy up like the rest of us and start drawing stick figures with guns
For some reason the versions of this where he gives two salutes is being deleted and replaced with a version with a quick cut to a cheering crowd so I’ll just share it here 🙃
Haymitch and his ducklings
Josephine Goodrich and her “husband” (it does not appear the two were legally married) C. J. Phillips were charged with stealing $61.80 from a man’s pocket at the Stockton train station in September of 1918.
C. J. had a long criminal history, having been in jail at least seven times, mostly for vagrancy.
After their initial conviction, they requested a new trial on the grounds that the complaining witness, Mr. Song Won Sook, was a recent Korean immigrant who spoke little English, and there were apparently questions as to the accuracy of his testimony.
Their request was denied, and the two entered San Quentin Prison on June 10, 1919, receiving consecutive numbers. C. J. died in prison four months later.
Coriolanus after only helping his girlfriend because it meant he could get money: Oh my god I'm such a good person!
The Kansas Newspaper Union, Topeka, November 26, 1887