January 2012
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I just got the weirdest craving for the fake cheese product from Taco Bell… lord help me
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Drone Pilot Discovers River of Meat Blood →
A Dallas drone hobbyist was flying his rig around one bright Texan afternoon, scouting the skies, when he hovered across something perturbing: an enormous, oozing river of blood behind a meatpacking plant. That’s gross and illegal! Here come the cops.
good freaking lord
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TV
Not watching TV as a general rule (except few specific shows and skipping commercials) was a wonderful decision.
After giving in slightly and watching some satellite television on my flight back home, it’s pretty pathetic the kind of garbage is on there.
High Fructose Corn Syrup is not in any way good for you ever Corn Refiner’s Association. Shove it. I sincerely hope your ad...
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Been listening to this song so frequently lately, I had to give singing it a try…
“My Funny Valentine” (In the style of Ella Fitzgerald)
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So the internet rose up and defeated SOPA and PIPA...
early-onset-of-night:
that the government could do what those laws gave it the power to do all along. Should we be shocked? Not if we are over ten years old. The government, you see, can do WHATEVER it wants, WHENEVER it wants. The laws are numerous enough and vague enough that they can be interpreted anyway the government wants to interpret them. They are like the Bible that way. But is it...
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Alone in a long cold house sat a young man at a circular table, staring out at the reflection of the moon on the water across the bay from the window.
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I can’t stand it to think my life is going so fast and I’m not really living it.
– The Sun Also Rises, Ernest Hemingway (via fyeahliteraryquotes)
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Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.
– Ernest Hemingway (via misschristyrose)
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THE YEAR 2758
child: mommy i can't sleep
mother: don't worry child. lay down as i sing you this ancient lullaby, passed on through my family for generations
mother: PON PON WAY WAY WAY PON PON WAY PON WAY PON PON WAY WAY PON PON PON WAY WAY PON WAY PON WAY WAY.
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me: did it hurt?
person: what
me: when you blew through the earth, emerging from hell
person:
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Oh boy… getting my hair dyed tonight.
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