January 2012
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December 2011
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That’s our ironic fate—to have Shakespearean feelings and (unless by some...
– Aldous Huxley, The Genius and the Goddess (via room42)
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2011-12-25) →
Wild Flag (8)
Patty Griffin (8)
The Wailin’ Jennys (7)
Björk (6)
Dum Dum Girls (4)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2011-12-18) →
Sleater-Kinney (5)
The Wailin’ Jennys (3)
Nat King Cole (2)
Ray Anthony (2)
Random (2)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
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Televistas
She was Sanyo-oriented, He was Rank-Arena bred, A faulty tube led to their meeting: ‘Watch with me a while,’ she said… O happy hour of Bugs and Daffy, Sylvester and Tweety-pie! Blue remembered hills of childhood Where each seeks the other’s eye! Right between the Carol Burnett And the David Nixon Show They fell in love, and shared a Samboy, Crunching in the afterglow....
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Tumblr Backwoods Christmas Hiatus
Not that this likely matters to anyone who doesn’t already know, but as I’m spending the rest of December in my mom and stepdad’s very very backwoods Georgia home on a sluggish and strictly quota-ed internet connection (which doesn’t play so well with image-heavy Tumblr), I won’t be reading or posting here until the new year. In the meantime, I’ll be eating a...
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The dog’s real name was Honey Tree Evil Eye (October 7, 1983 - May 31, 1993).[1]...
– Spuds MacKenzie - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia (via trudymade)
Honey Tree Evil Eye (AKA Spuds MacKenzie)
Let it be known that, were I to have a child, I would seriously consider naming it this.
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Imagine, if you will, a man who, as Speaker of the House, orchestrates the...
– Hendrik Hertzberg, The New Yorker. (via langer)
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Yelping with Cormac: T. G. I. Friday's →
yelpingwithcormac:
Fresno, CA
Cormac M. | Author | Lost in the chaparral, NM
Two stars.
Watts strode into the restaurant smelling of horse and woodsmoke and all the patrons turned to watch him as if he had called out to them but he had made no sound save the whispering of his leathers and the jangle of his spurs. He sat at the bar. A bartender in a vaudevillian striped shirt approached...
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Astronomers Find Evidence of a Special Direction... →
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Megszentségteleníthetetlenségeskedéseitekért →
millionsmillions:
The longest word in the Hungarian language.
Means ‘due to your continuous pretending to be indesecratable’. I find this is a concept which comes up in conversation often.
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Is the opposite of backgammon "frontmutton"?
(#Just something I wondered at a party last night that stopped all conversation)
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