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Anyone else feel awkward when another guy presses the crosswalk button even though he saw you press it first? Because obviously my attempt didn’t work?
After the crosswalk light goes on, I just want to cup his face in my hands and say, “Brother! You have succeeded where I have failed. I’LL TELL THE WORLD OF YOUR STORY”
And then ride away on my noble steed.
i-lean, you have spoken the TRUTH.
(Source: eileenoconnell)
e. e. cummings
Humanity i love you
because you would rather black the boots of
success than enquire whose soul dangles from his
watch-chain which would be embarrassing for both
parties and because you
unflinchingly applaud all
songs containing the words country home and
mother when sung at the old howard
Humanity i love you because
when you’re hard up you pawn your
intelligence to buy a drink and when
you’re flush pride keeps
you from the pawn shops and
because you are continually committing
nuisances but more
especially in your own house
Humanity i love you because you
are perpetually putting the secret of
life in your pants and forgetting
it’s there and sitting down
on it
and because you are
forever making poems in the lap
of death Humanity
i hate you
(thanks to Jacob Clifton of Television Without Pity for this gem)
The web site of the Westboro Baptist Church is down at the moment thanks to Anonymous, not that I would ever link to it. More on that from Tara McGinley at Dangerous Minds, righty here.
I captured this gem from Google, which I’m assuming is not their usual site description. If I’m wrong, may Bob strike me down.
oh look it’s a… mouse
For real, folks. I’m flabbergasted, yet delighted that this design was not stopped in its tracks before it was manufactured.
Since Thanksgiving isn’t over until we say it’s over, I would like to take this opportunity to pay tribute to that golden moment in 2008 when Sarah Palin made one of her most baffling moves. Is she oblivious here or just completely off her nut? It’s hard to say. ALERT: Don’t subject yourself to this one if your have terribly delicate sensibilities, because there is animal slaughter involved.
Click here for a brief description of what happened if you can’t watch the video. Never forget, because this mess deserves to be remembered.
I just had the stunning realization that I have much more detailed memories of the years from 1972 on forward than for the years before that, specifically because 1972 was the year I became passionate about rock and roll music. Some of these memories are tied to other artists, most significantly The Kinks and Elton John, but my infatuation with Exile on Mail Street and the divine decadence and celebrity factor of that 1972 Stones tour formed a big part of it.
The song I played most addictively was “Rocks Off,” but my iconic image for that year was this one, captured by the great Annie Leibovitz. Keef has a new biography coming out later this month, and I would almost stand in line to have a book signed by this man.
Above all Keith Richards strikes me as utterly genuine, a quality I value perhaps above all others. Mah friend Marianne wrote a way cool post about him back in May on her Popthomology blog, with a video interview that is well worth your time, hereabouts.
This post was inspired by my dancing friend Beth Coffey, who needs to git back to her blogging.
My new followers, I greet you and wish you many goats. But due to a glitch you don’t really want me to explain, my real tumblr is above. If you really want to see what I git on up to, that is that place to go.
