reblog and make a wish!
this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)
World Heritage Post
reblog and make a wish!
this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)
World Heritage Post
Wanted to verify/thought this was interesting so I dug up some more about him!
"The day his sister said 'I think I'm a boy'," Sunday Pictorial, 01 Apr 1956
"Bridegroom was a woman months ago," The Province, 11 Jun 1957
"'Ex-science mistress' marries," The Birmingham Mail, 11 Jun 1957
Note: Two of these articles were reported in newspapers across America, Canada, and England: the first (in OP post) and the third.
Sadly, I don't have access to an Ancestory subscription right now and I can't find the birth date or death date or place of burial for either him or his wife, or if they ever had kids :( Newspapers.com results drop off sharply after 1957 so this is all I could find
If anyone does, I would love to see what you can find!! Although, based on censored information Ancestory WILL show me, it looks like he lived as Donald Bury until the end of his life :]
Anastasia wasn’t a Disney movie. Saying it is now, simply because Disney bought Fox, is creatively anachronistic. Don Bluth didn’t fight in the animation trenches and escape the clutches of The Mouse to have his work artistically misattributed. I’m not dying on this hill. I’m defending this hill. I’m killing on this hill.
Even saying ”I’m so sorry, I completely forgot” sounds marginally better than ” I’m so sorry, I didn’t completely forget, I actually completely remembered. I thought about it the whole time and it stressed me out so much my brain built an insurmountable wall around it.”
I’m losing it over this twitter thread. this is the post-digital hellscape
Sometimes high tech is worse
My fan has a string that I pull.
I have a button… on the wall.
I go *click* and it shuts off. No arguments, no remotes.
Fuck, I hate remotes.