"I try not to read best-dressed lists or anything like that. For every good thing, there will often be a not-so-nice thing people would say."
On June 9, 1973, a bright chestnut colt named Secretariat ran the 1 1/2 miles of the Belmont Stakes in a blistering time of 2:24, averaging a running speed of 37.5 miles per hour, winning the race by 31 lengths and securing the Triple Crown for the first time in 25 years. The time has never been bested since Big Red set it nearly three decades ago.
However, none of this would’ve taken place had a mare named Somethingroyal not given birth at exactly this time (12:10am) 33 years ago to a gangly redhead who grew up to be a tremendous machine. Here’s to the athlete some thought “too good-looking” to ever amount to anything as a racehorse.
Happy birthday, Secretariat.
Okay, tumblr, I need your help. I’ve seen things like this get thousands and thousands of notes, and I really think that this is a cause worth sharing.
This couple is an elderly couple that live in my small town in Canada’s smallest province. They both suffer from dementia and for the last 55 years, they’ve sent out Christmas cards to everyone in their neighbourhood. They’re both in a home now, and their son is doing a little project. The woman, Bev, her favourite movie is A Miracle On 34th Street, and she especially loves the part where the christmas cards come in by the hundreds. Her son is trying to get that to happen for her.
It would make this lady’s Christmas to get the hundreds of Christmas cards from all over the world. I think we owe it to this kind soul to come together and give her a Christmas miracle. If you would like to send a Christmas card, their information is;
Don and Bev Enman, C/O Summerset Manor
15 Frank Mellish Street
Summerside, P.E.I. Canada
Please reblog this and spread the word, guys. There’s also an article here x if you want to read more about them.
“When I work out, I feel happy, confident, and accomplished.”
(Three Dimension Zip x Plenums Tammy (TB))
Latest drawing by Meghan Bacso
*spits water* DRAWING?!!?!
NO YOURE LYING
sometimes I think of a person/something so vividly that if I talk about it to someone I accidentally say “I dreamed about…” even though I was fully awake.
I’m going to be signing books tomorrow evening at the Upper East Side Barnes and Noble on 86th Street, from 6pm to 9pm. (No speeches or anything, just a casual, run-of-the-mill signing.)
I know it’s last minute, but I made the decision rather impulsively because the manager Will made me a sign, and I was quite touched. The negotiations went something like this:
"Wow! A sign!"
“Will you do an event here?”
So here’s Will and the sign he made. After I took his photo, Will asked me if I was going to include the fact that he used to work as a callboy.
“You were a callboy?” I asked.
“Of course not,” he replied. “I give that shit away for free.”