These Days

i hate this day.

Sat, 07 Nov 2009 15:10:31 -0700

and i feel like the stapuff marshmallow man’s ugly girlfriend. and everyone sucks. i need home and jogging pants and video games before i kill peoples.

dirtyskydub: via mimikry [ via crashinglybeautiful /...

Sat, 07 Nov 2009 15:06:48 -0700

dirtyskydub:

via mimikry [ via crashinglybeautiful / aboyinmidair ]

Source unknown.

gilmoure: lickystickypickyme: Artwork showing space debris in...

Sat, 07 Nov 2009 08:30:00 -0700

gilmoure:

lickystickypickyme:

Artwork showing space debris in low and geostationary Earth orbit. Space debris includes thousands of inactive satellites, fragments of broken up spacecraft and equipment lost by astronauts. This artwork is based on density data, but is not to scale

Picture: EUROPEAN SPACE AGENCY/SCIENCE PHOTO LIBRAR

This is bad bad bad terrestial Feng Shui! Terrible! We need to clean up that clutter! Oh..ick…it just makes me cranky looking at it. GOD!

This reminds me of Raphaelesque Head exploding which was always an evocative, gorgeous space garbage scene to me. I inexplicably found it in a strip mall in a crap part of Calgary in the mid 80s (I didn’t know what it was at the time…i was a goofy suburban teenager). I loved it so much I drove home to my parents (before the time of the cellphone) explained it best I could, had the presence of mind to mention it was by Dali and they sent me back with a visa. This is how they came to own one of 300 signed prints.

That is the end of my story.

kapi: In Your Eyes — Peter Gabriel A) Can’t resist most...

Sat, 07 Nov 2009 08:10:00 -0700

kapi:

In Your Eyes — Peter Gabriel

A) Can’t resist most any Peter Gabriel song (with Sledgehammer being the one crappy distinction)

2) Am I the only one who isn’t just a teensy bit disappointed that Kapi didn’t photochop his face onto Jon Cusack’s? I’m not am I? Yeah, that’s what I thought.

stillawannablessedbe: “Because here’s something else that’s weird but true: in the day-to day...

Fri, 06 Nov 2009 09:51:00 -0700

stillawannablessedbe:

“Because here’s something else that’s weird but true: in the day-to day trenches of adult life, there is actually no such thing as atheism. There is no such thing as not worshipping. Everybody worships. The only choice we get is what to worship. And the compelling reason for maybe choosing some sort of god or spiritual-type thing to worship — be it JC or Allah, bet it YHWH or the Wiccan Mother Goddess, or the Four Noble Truths, or some inviolable set of ethical principles — is that pretty much anything else you worship will eat you alive. If you worship money and things, if they are where you tap real meaning in life, then you will never have enough, never feel you have enough. It’s the truth. Worship your body and beauty and sexual allure and you will always feel ugly. And when time and age start showing, you will die a million deaths before they finally grieve you. On one level, we all know this stuff already. It’s been codified as myths, proverbs, clichés, epigrams, parables; the skeleton of every great story. The whole trick is keeping the truth up front in daily consciousness.

Worship power, you will end up feeling weak and afraid, and you will need ever more power over others to numb you to your own fear. Worship your intellect, being seen as smart, you will end up feeling stupid, a fraud, always on the verge of being found out. But the insidious thing about these forms of worship is not that they’re evil or sinful, it’s that they’re unconscious. They are default settings.

They’re the kind of worship you just gradually slip into, day after day, getting more and more selective about what you see and how you measure value without ever being fully aware that that’s what you’re doing.

And the so-called real world will not discourage you from operating on your default settings, because the so-called real world of men and money and power hums merrily along in a pool of fear and anger and frustration and craving and worship of self. Our own present culture has harnessed these forces in ways that have yielded extraordinary wealth and comfort and personal freedom. The freedom all to be lords of our tiny skull-sized kingdoms, alone at the center of all creation. This kind of freedom has much to recommend it. But of course there are all different kinds of freedom, and the kind that is most precious you will not hear much talk about much in the great outside world of wanting and achieving and [unintelligible — sounds like “displayal”]. The really important kind of freedom involves attention and awareness and discipline, and being able truly to care about other people and to sacrifice for them over and over in myriad petty, unsexy ways every day.

That is real freedom. That is being educated, and understanding how to think. The alternative is unconsciousness, the default setting, the rat race, the constant gnawing sense of having had, and lost, some infinite thing.”
—

This is how I’m feeling today.

exclamationmark: The Dog (1822) by Francisco Goya.

Thu, 05 Nov 2009 19:41:11 -0700

exclamationmark:

The Dog (1822) by Francisco Goya.

mercurypdx: thedailywhat: Graph of the Day: Universal truth is...

Thu, 05 Nov 2009 14:48:13 -0700

mercurypdx:

thedailywhat:

Graph of the Day: Universal truth is universal.

[via.]

Replace “wife’s” with “dog’s” and you have my household down. Somebody starts curled up in a teeny-tiny ball that magically sprawls across the entire bed by morning.

Is it weird that I don’t actually have a side of the bed, I switch all the time? What does that foretell? I do do the thing where i sleep on the whole thing except for the 3 inch strip my husband is clinging mightily to in his sleep though. that is true. I do that.

photons: “luxury apartment living” by Greg Turner

Thu, 05 Nov 2009 13:55:41 -0700

photons:

“luxury apartment living” by Greg Turner

Christmas cards for a 5-year-old boy dying of cancer.

Thu, 05 Nov 2009 10:44:25 -0700

mercurypdx:

awesome-everyday:

amandoline:

A 5yr old boy named Noah Biorkman , is in the last stages of a 2 1/2yr battle with neuroblastoma cancer. The family is celebrating Christmas next week and Noah’s request is to receive as many Christmas cards as possible. Let’s send him some.

Please send cards to:

Noah Biorkman

1141 Fountianview Circle
South Lyon,Mi 48178

Lets see how many cards we can send to this little guy.

Thank You!

Verified as TRUE on Snopes: http://www.snopes.com/inboxer/medical/biorkman.asp

Picture it:

Thu, 05 Nov 2009 09:41:00 -0700

Scene opens: Over exposed white clouds, gold and green tint float through sky. Camera backs away to reveal this:

“Growing older is not an excuse”

Camera pulls all the way back revealing the expanse of the sky and

“FOR GROWING UP”

Music swells, camera continues to pull back, audience dies of acute sentimental nonsensery caused by blunt helveticism to the head.

Can’t even cope anymore my babies. I just cannot. I’ve unfollowed everyone who posts even one of them. I seriously can not do it. Anymore. My limit. Has been reached.

afghanibanani: Round Here - Counting Crows perfick!

Thu, 05 Nov 2009 09:26:23 -0700

afghanibanani:

Round Here - Counting Crows

perfick!

I just spent approximately 45 minutes comprehensively engrossed in looking at pre-forclosure...

Wed, 04 Nov 2009 20:06:39 -0700

I just spent approximately 45 minutes comprehensively engrossed in looking at pre-forclosure properties in Malibu. When I came to I was all like…Montana? Married? What? THAT feeling. That’s how into it I was.

Then I decided to find out what exactly is the dealio on pre-foreclosures, foreclosures, auctions etc.

You can get some crazy good deals if you are 1) ballsy and b) charismatic as fuck.

Also, 420 words on my ‘novel’ this evening. stopping there for luck, brah.

hey

Wed, 04 Nov 2009 18:08:58 -0700

i’m writing crap! Good show old boy, good show!

Upon being diagnosed with brain cancer, 6-year old Elena hid hundreds of love notes for her parents to find after her death.

Wed, 04 Nov 2009 16:20:49 -0700

Upon being diagnosed with brain cancer, 6-year old Elena hid hundreds of love notes for her parents to find after her death.:

twothirty:

Just before her sixth birthday, Elena Desserich was diagnosed with brain cancer and given 135 days to live. She lived 255 days, passing away in 2007. After her death, Elena’s parents, Brooke and Keith, found hundreds of notes from Elena hidden around the house — in between CD cases, between bookshelves, in dresser drawers, in backpacks…

can’t read. any. farther. will. die. crying.

afghanibanani: Owner of a Lonely Heart - Yes

Wed, 04 Nov 2009 16:19:12 -0700

afghanibanani:

Owner of a Lonely Heart - Yes

i had a grapple last night

Wed, 04 Nov 2009 14:58:12 -0700

weird experience peeps. I’m eatin one right now. Still weird. Though not unpleasant.

Grapples

barrymanifold: Spider Jerusalem. See large. Accidentally...

Wed, 04 Nov 2009 14:45:39 -0700

barrymanifold:

Spider Jerusalem. See large.

Accidentally spilled wine on Spider’s crotch whilst drawing, which seems to have improved the illustration immensely. Still not sure how I feel about that.

influent: ticklr: Massive Attack - United Snakes | Fubiz™

Wed, 04 Nov 2009 14:35:18 -0700

influent:

ticklr: Massive Attack - United Snakes | Fubiz™

I’ve noticed that some people on the internet (whether its Gawker boards or WoW forums or...

Wed, 04 Nov 2009 14:03:00 -0700

I’ve noticed that some people on the internet (whether its Gawker boards or WoW forums or here) just live to argue. Like they just wait around and they’ll argue about anything.

Literally anything to do with everything. They jump on the smallest or largest of issues. A missed comma or a racist remark.

And I’ve come to realize that’s why no one listens to them or takes much of what they say seriously, because they are freaking out about everything all. the. time. There’s no way to determine the severity or importance of the argument because they will argue to the death about everything from the misspelling of the word ‘weird’ to the realities of sexism in the workplace.

Chances are they’re like this in real life too. Constantly contrary, always criticizing, not picking or choosing their battles. Not realizing that being vocal is remarkable in it’s absence. Right? I mean if you’re always marching around screaming about every damn thing, how can we know what to listen to? Eventually we just tune all of it out.

Chances are they think no one wants to listen to some of the very legitimate issues they champion and some of the very real concerns they have, but I think in many cases it’s just that no one wants to listen to them. Again.

I feel terrible for pets because they can't untag themselves from unflattering facebook pics.

Wed, 04 Nov 2009 13:33:32 -0700

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