Tag: maryland

supitscarrie:

Seeing as JK Rowling knows absolutely nothing about America I have decided to found my own school exclusively for Maryland children for WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

The Bawlmer Merlin School is located actually under the bay right at the harbor and the persistent stench coming from the water is just a curse as a deterrent to prevent the non-magical folk from diving down and finding anything.

The school’s main sport is not Quidditch. It’s just fuckin lacrosse. Lacrosse on flying broomsticks.

Crab House students are known for having tough external personalities but are generally softies underneath once you get to know them. Their best subject tends to be Defense Against the Dark Arts.
Mr. Boh students are quiet, studious, and reliable. They are always there for you when you need them to be. Their best subject is Charms.
Berger Cookie students are outgoing and fun to be around, but have a tendency to be considered shallow and one-note. Their best subject is Potions.
Old Bay students are fiery and hot-tempered, and most likely to get into an argument over something stupid – but are always there to back up their friends if needed. Their best subject is Herbology.

did-you-kno:

A water wheel in Baltimore has removed
over 313 tons of trash from the Inner
Harbor. In just 18 months,‘Mr Trash
Wheel’ successfully cleaned more than
6 million cigarette butts, 200,000 plastic
bottles, 255,000 Styrofoam containers,
173,000 chip bags, and 4,000 glass
bottles out of the city’s notoriously
polluted river.

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Mr. Trash Wheel has a lot of work to do.

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EEEEEW. 

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Mr. Trash Wheel also has a Twitter account.

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And a sense of humor.

And a pretty nice view…

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… thanks to himself.

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annapolis gothic

petitegaynerd:

  • you see a midshipman. you see another midshipman. they are multiplying, walking around in twos and threes. the midshipmen obscure your vision. there is nothing left to see but midshipmen.
  • you are crossing the severn river. you look to the side and see another bridge. am i on the right bridge? you wonder. you’re not sure, so you drive to the other bridge. you have a sense of deja vu. you are now caught in an eternal loop, crossing back and forth across the severn river.
  • you sniff the air. there is a distinctive salty smell in the air. is it the brackish water? no, you realize. it’s old bay. you inhale the air, smiling. you feel tears trickling down your cheeks, and one slips inside your mouth. you can taste the old bay in your tears.
  • you feel a pang of hunger. you look around for somewhere to buy food. you spot a building, and sigh in relief. there may be no grocery stores in a ten-mile radius, but at least there are three different places that offer handcrafted ice cream.
  • “croquet,” someone says. you ears perk up. visions of johnnies in togas and formal wear fill your mind. you can’t wait for this year’s game.
  • swimming off your community beach, a jellyfish stings you arm. another one stings your leg. you pay it no mind, because the brackish water that flows within your veins has made you immune to the jellyfish.
  • in your orioles jersey, you spot someone wearing purple and black. you hiss. a ravens fan. never mind that they are fans of a completely different sport–it’s about true loyalty. things are going to get ugly. if someone wearing navy colors passes between you, there will be a war.
  • as a woman wearing a bonnet passes you on the sidewalk, a horse-drawn carriage rattles down the brick road. you fear that you have traveled
    back in time. when the town crier tips his hat in your direction, you
    remember – watermark tours.
  • the bay bridge is endless. the first time you crossed it, you thought it was long. now you know it is eternal. not only does is stretch across the water, it reaches into the future and the past.

Maryland Gothic

pressx2sean:

Your car pulls forward onto the Bay Bridge. The sea to your side seems to stretch on infinitely. The cars in front of you seem to stretch on infinitely. There is no noise but the distant slosh of waves. Your car hasn’t moved in an hour. Your car hasn’t moved in three hours. No cars have moved. You notice that the man in the car in front of you is dead. The sloshing gets louder. Your car will never move.