#baggage car

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Baggage / Restaurant Car RD 7659 (1951) Spoorwegmuseum (Railway Museum) Utrecht, Netherlands

#photographers on tumblr #railway #trains #vintage #utrecht #netherlands #baggage car #restaurant car #dining car #spoorwegmuseum #railway museum #rd 7659 #original photographers #original photography

[mystic-monkey-express]

Okay gamers! I’ve decided to make Friday the day in the week I will try to post more about Placeholders and only Placeholders cuz I want to talk about it more publicly and I will forget unless I have a dedicated day. I might forget even if I have a dedicated day

So

Yeah

Placeholders days are on fridays

This means I have to also make sure I make content for every Friday so it forces me to create more often rip

#placeholders #baggage car

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

“Prisoner Too Fat, So Put In Baggage Car,” Border Cities Star. September 20, 1921. Page 17. ---- Special To The Star Woodstock, Ont.. Sept. 20. - Charles R. Veal, who was last week sentenced to five years in Kingston penitentiary on the charge of arson today removed to Kingston. When the party with Veale arrived at the train, the conductor refused to allow Veale to ride In the day coach on account of his tremendous size and he had therefore to make the trip with his escort in the baggage car.

#woodstock ontario #sentenced to the penitentiary #kingston penitentiary #arson #criminal arson #baggage car #prisoner transport #fat man #fatphobic #history of crime and punishment in canada #crime and punishment in canada

[pocketramblr]

Ok, but how about?

Mom Might Lives AU (she survived the Yagi family tragedy) where Toshinori still finds his way to Nana and Gran Torino and becomes their protégé. Then when he introduces these dumb hero duo to his mom love ensues.

Young Toshinori: STOP DATING MY MOTHER!

Sorahiko: You know what? I’m gonna start dating her even harder.

Or

Homewrecker Gran Torino AU

The possibilities are limitless.

Toshinori would be so distressed by Gran dating his mother that he would go full throttle in his plan to set his mom and Nana up instead. This is both a success and a failure because it turns out they all have two hands.

#Toshinori: Mom don't you think Shimura-sensei is pretty don't you think it's cool when she lifts a car over her head #Mom Might: oh Toshi do you have a crush on your teacher? that happens sometimes and- #Toshinori: NO I'm her wingman... I'm just trying to figure out if you are into her #Mom Might: Toshi‚ she's a widow. i know you want to make her smile but it's alright for her to take her time if she ever wants to reenter #the dating pool. or if she never does. #Toshinori: you literally are also a... nevermind. point is she still has less baggage than Torino-Sensei -_- #Toshinori: why don't you at least meet her for coffee? you would get along! it would be nice for both of you to have another friend! or more #pocket talks to people #anon

[suffering-is-cute]

you won't come back. i know, that's fine. inhale, exhale, breathe in the secondhand smoke that hasn't yet been drowned out by the rain.

if it's not one thing then it's another. find any excuse you have to use. i can watch you say it. you are valid to hate standing by me. i can still breathe in what's choking me. i am fine.

weary smile. heavy heart, but i click open the camera and pose with my hand around your shoulders anyway. my hand. why not my arm? my whole heart isn't in this. yes, i said pose.

heavy heart, but i flick open the umbrella's metal joints anyway with a practiced, casual ease. one moment folded, lips of the steel pressed into thin lines that squash the full height of the umbrella. the next, unfurled like an penned owl's wings as it takes off into misty mountains.

i wish I could follow it, but i'm resigned to the ground.

my sneakers are soaked through with damp and my socks chilled with muddy water. i wring the wet locks back from my shivering face. odd i hadn't noticed until the water got into my furiously blinking eyes, but i'm enraged, silently enraged in the water.

i know it's futile, i don't deserve such a thing, but i have so much wrath at this sudden downpour. today, why must there be water?

irrational. unseemly. my first reaction is shame, not shaking. i know to be embarrassed at weakness. all these times i have idolised the strong. i wanted to hide under my umbrella but mary poppins doesn't hide, so why should I? neither shall i.

you're not coming back to me. you never will. not the same you. i speak heavy things in an attempt to crush my feet with the weighted slam of cinder blocks. i run myself over mercilessly with a land rover. i buy a gun and shoot it, unloading pellets into my chest. i tell myself not to move but broken and bruised there my feet go again.

it's not like i don't know how this will end up. the bones of my feet visible. the shoulders of my overcoat drenched. my hair flinging water into my face with every slight movement.

it's not like i don't know how this will happen. how everything will play out. i know, darling, i know. but a hit-and-run couldn't stop me, the ashes and cinders will infuriate but cannot induce defeat in me, the gun will shoot only where bullets have already hit.

I: have always been walking around with carefully concealed bullet holes in my chest.

my heart keeps beating, traitorous thing. let me steal a kiss from you, at least, a ring maybe, a line of verse. some keepsake, any keepsake -

magpie that i am i have a vision of a nest full of stories to tell.

storage. if i could be packed away in bubble wrap and shipped overseas on a conveyor belt, would anyone come to pick me up? claim me because i look interesting? i'd be disposed of as a possible danger, a tick-tock time bomb.

bibbity, bobbity, boo! cinderella explodes at midnight when the clock strikes twelve.

you won't come back. in this story, the prince loses the glass slipper when he gets drunk and he never thinks of cinders again except when he's hiccuping. she heaves a sigh and gets back to work scrubbing the stairs. never expected anything else. at least she's full tonight.

#spilled ink #poets on tumblr #original poem #original poetry #poems and poetry #writers #poets of tumblr #writerscreed #poeticstories #fairytale #cinderella #magpie #luggage #BAGGAGE #ashes and cinders #tw: smoking #tw: guns #raining #umbrella #tw: car crash #camera #sufferingiscute #didn't work out #being left behind #dark academia #stolen moments #stolen love #there are some things it's not okay to want. #penned double meaning like in capture and ink wait isn't ink capture hmm #poetryriot

[prolibytherium]

Bagman is the best BCS episode to me by far. LOVE me a good tv episode where two guy's (gender neutral) struggle through a wilderness they are woefully unprepared for (where the wilderness also perhaps reflects an internal struggle through the wilderness of the self or Whatever??!!?!!) and the guys involved (for better or worse) learn more about each other in the process. AND he drinks his own piss

#bcs #AND it's got 'I Got The...' by Labi Siffre one of my favorite songs #The fact that the piss drinking is not even ONLY an indicator of how awful the situation is but also functions as a legitimate #dramatic beat with symbolic baggage is SO fucking funny. Amazing choice no notes #I do think they could've gone a LITTLE further to make the situation more unavoidably dire like they kind of present Mike as a #knowledgeable survivalist but for some reason this guy isn't carrying at least two camelbaks or something into the fucking desert #Even if you're assuming you'll have a car it's crazy to not pack extra water #Then again this is me being a pedant about fucking everything

[natugood]

Denver light rail feel like heavy rail, like damn these trains are big

#this is wild. PDX SEA ans VAN have a whole different saturen #this is wild. all my pnw light rail girlies (PDX SEA and YVR what’s up) are in another WORLD #this train is. so fucking long? the cars feel like HEAVY RAIL CARS. IN WHAT WORLD IS THIS LIGHT RAIL #hello? #why are there baggage racks? why are there 2 person and 3 person seats only? where are the bike racks? #googoogajoob #dude I’m losing it over this light rail what the actual fuck is this

[cosmicrhetoric]

do you think granny weatherwax and nanny ogg were in love

haha. esme and gytha are like a perfect representation of what it wouldve been like if gilgamesh and enkidu were platonic. they r both the closest thing to soulmates in the whole universe and also just what happens if you hang out with someone for 60+ years straight. professional haters. so no but also nanny literally fed granny an aphrodisiac pudding once and granny refused to let it affect her out of spite soooooo whatever that means i guess

#fr went to my car to type this out on acct of laffing #statler n waldorf or whatever......this is such a funny ask they are literally life partners but in a chill way #they are to me the great platonic ideal. what if you were best friends but also a disgusting old baggage #discworld #granny weatherwax #nanny ogg #asks

[figureofdismay]

maybe there's no audience for this but I just made it up thru Allegiance in my SG-1 rewatch and I got to thinking that I'd be thrilled to see a murder mystery AU. Like, half the thing popped into my head fully formed (except, of course for the plot part, but.) Sam/Jack with serious crimes division cohorts Teal'c, Daniel and Jonas solving something Moody and Disturbing in Vaguely Vancouver in canadian-scandi-noir style angst and sarcasm, while riding around in cars and haplessly fumbling their personal responsibilities and forming a codependent partnership bond.

Vibes of a Broadchurch-The Killing-Deadwind-the Bridge-Cardinal-ish thing, you know the kind of thing. Currently engaging all my willpower not to launch myself face first into writing this, ngl 🙈👀

#sam x jack #stargate sg1 #sg1 #aus i need in my life #fic writing problems #i watch so many of these i am so weak for this genre #esp if they have huge arguments and heart to hearts sitting in cars #your my ride linden became a defining trope for me what can i say #the sam-jack joint baggage would fit in *so* perfectly for the modern noire detective thing. as does the age gap. and attitude gap. #can you see the vision

[misforgotten2]

When your parents gives you luggage it doesn’t mean “Merry Christmas” but “Get out of my goddamn basement and get a a job you lazy little turd!”

An 8 page bound-in product pamphlet for Samsonite Luggage in Reader's Digest   December 1974

#vintage ad #vintage ads #advertising #advertisment #1974 #luggage #baggage #samsonite #travel #christmas ad #xmas ad #xmas #christmas #christmas gifts #1970s #1970s cars #1970's

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Baggage Car HSM D 1920 (1914) Spoorwegmuseum (Railway Museum) Utrecht, Netherlands

#photographers on tumblr #railway #vintage #baggage car #utrecht #netherlands #spoorwegmuseum #railway museum #hsm d 1920 #ns d 6019 #vertical #original photographers #original photography

[mystic-monkey-express]

Since Sony Vegas' rendering washed out the everything have this test picture I made to see if all the assets look good together! As well as the background by itself and the loading screen that has the Dog Zodiac Guard!

#baggage car #OC: Yasushi #OC: Minori Løgner #Dog boy has no name yet and I'm not worried about it

[dobaara]

okay let me tell you everything

#so my grandparents came with me my mum and my sister to drop us till the airport #and we got stuck in traffic #when the traffic cleared the driver sped up #and because there were too many human luggage one of the the non-human luggage was placed on top of the car #and the idiot driver did not tie it #so when he sped up #the suitcase went FLYING 😭😭 #literally it was in the air for one minute and fell like 750 metres away #okay so we got that #Then.... 😔😔 #the airport help kept our luggage on the trolleys #it was two at first but that man was like noo we'll keep it in one #already i knew something will happen #when we entered the gates... i realised i left my purse in one of the trolleyd #we ran back and that man told us to wait for fifteen minutes for the securitu personnel to come and allow me to take it #and my sister's yelling at me my grandparents are yelling #and my mum is silently cursing at me from her place in the queue #we finally got it after i gave all my details and ran in #then during security we got pulled aside... #because my sister got craft scissors in our hand baggage #....that was my favourite scissors 😔😔😔 #got thrown away mercilessly by the personnel #i...only know heartbreak #heartbreak my friend heartbreak my fanilh 😔😔😔 #oh my god then finally when we sat and thought of having donuts.... #....they called us for boarding #my mom has been glaring at me sincethe past 50 years #now we're finally in the flight 😔😔😔

[tmgstudios]

I have a question about narcolepsy as I may have it. Are you extra sensitive to medications that may cause drowsiness? I take a 25mg benadryl and just die.

i honestly have no idea? melatonin which is like, supposed to cause drowsiness doesn’t work for me anymore (used to, but doesnt anymore) but benadryl will Knock Me Out. to be real i thought that was an everyone thing. ive used benadryl as a replacement for my insomnia meds when they run out since its so effective. it like, totally could be a narcolepsy thing but again i have no idea LMAO

#sorry im so clueless if anyone else knows please like add on #i wasnt currently sitting on the floor at baggage claim in an airport id do more of a deep dive for you #but alas. i am on the floor in an airport waiting for my shit #if i remember ill come back to it but for now im grabbing my bags and passing the fuck out in a car LMAO #bonemeal

[depressedraisin]

now that they've got suck it and see back on the setlist and have played that's where you're wrong just last summer, imagine they play both together and pull off that perfect transition from sias to twyw on stage :'))))

#justice for sias #arctic monkeys #the car tour #+we say this knowing very well that the baggage of dwik and high and 505 will forever hang over their heads #and they'll only be able play a certain no. of rare(r) songs before the crowd and the press at large become unenthusiastic #i hate it:(((

[sydmarch]

will never forget this time I was at arlene's grocery for a concert & it had been advertised that as part of the show the band would take whoever wanted to go ghost hunting after the set & in the bathroom before the concert this random older woman hears us discussing the ghost hunt & gives us a ted talk about all the spirits she knew that were haunting the place & after the show im chatting w the singer (we were acquaintances who chatted after several shows & on social media & I had helped promote this particular show) & I'm like "oh yeah btw what's the deal with this ghost hunt?" & he's like "honestly I have no idea some other group was supposed to be doing that and we decided might as well just tag along" and it literally just did not happen

#also at this show i brought several friends who knew i had SUCH a crush on this singer & when he introd their biggest song w 'this ones abt #my ex gf who tried to run me over with her car' my one friend turns to me & goes 'uh oh! baggage!' it was so fucking funny #2018 followers may remember this era in my life LMAO it went nowhere but god damn was it quite the crush #texticles