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-nintendo
-doctor who
-paper crafting
-cat pictures
Puzzlewood is an ancient woodland site, near Coleford in the Forest of Dean, Gloucestershire, England. The site, covering 14 acres, shows evidence of open cast iron ore mining dating from the Roman period, and possibly earlier.
In 1848 some workmen, after moving a block of stone in the woods, found a small cavity in the rocks. In this cavity, hidden away, were three earthenware jars containing over 3,000 Roman coins. No-one knows why the coins were hidden away in the cliff face nor by whom.
J. R. R. Tolkien, a frequent visitor to the Forest of Dean, may have visited Puzzlewood, and many believe Puzzlewood was the inspiration for the fabled forests of Middle-earth, such as the Old Forest, Mirkwood, Fangorn or Lothlórien contained within The Lord of the Rings. J.K Rowling is also said to have visited Puzzlewood, and it may have been this that influenced her idea of The Forbidden Forest in the Harry Potter books.
Billie + David, right after Billie’s last scene on Doctor Who.
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THIS MAKES MY LIFE
All too often in cases like this I hear that the answer is for an offended party to “get a sense of humor.” I hate this. I hate how it puts the blame for the failed joke on the audience, and I hate how it’s almost always used by crappy comedians defending crappy jokes. If someone takes something really seriously, they have reasons for it, reasons that they can’t ignore. Don’t mock them for that.
The solution then is to understand at least a bit about what your audience is not going to find funny and adjust your jokes accordingly, even throwing them out entirely. Can you live without that Holocaust joke? Yes of course you can. Idiot.
" -‘4 Reasons No One Laughed at Your Joke’
An article from Cracked.com that makes an excellent point regarding joke telling, and why people need to stop saying “get a sense of humor” if their joke isn’t appreciated by everyone.
There are now three unendingly exciting posts over at Morgan Eats. I expect great things from that tumblr.
The accents in Edinburgh make even the creepiest of words sound lovely! I’m looking at you, Cockburn Street…
