I’m sitting in a hotel lobby with Micah Ruelle, it’s about 5:00 in the morning, and the Egyptian gentleman on staff—Talaat B.—has been telling us about his life. And I sort of want to go home and cry and understand all of these things that I don’t understand. Is this because I’m exhausted, or because this stranger’s story has in some way changed me?
Thanks for everything, Talaat.
Yep. That just happened.
this comic originally had dromiceiomimus saying “What if you look in the mirror and see flaws so fundamental that they can’t be changed? What if you see nothing but a big pile of flaws?” and then I was like, “man, I don’t know the answer to that!! looks like it’s time for another PANTS-CENTRIC REWRITE”
(via qwantz)
Honestly, what couldn’t use a pants-centric rewrite once in awhile?
jlovely:growingupindie:stellarmatters:duemilaquarantasei:
Abed: What are you reading?
Annie: “Pride and prejudice.”
Abed: So you’re familiar with two sins. How about a third?
Shirley: Oh!
Annie: I don’t think we’re allowed to smoke in here.
Abed: Then you picked the wrong outfit. Didn’t you?
Shirley: Abed, what are you doing?
Abed: Don Draper from “Mad Men”. What’d you think?
Britta: Weird.
Troy: Awesome.
Pierce: Put your tongue in her ear.
Annie: I liked it.
Shirley: Don’t be him. He cheats on his wife.
— Community - 1x17 - Physical Education
Such a great episode!
Using a ring to bind someone you covet into your dark and twisted world? Wow, just got the subtext there. Also, the apparently eager Beyoncé would’ve made one badass Nazgȗl.
(via xkcd)
If Sauron liked it, he should have put a ring on it.
How can something shipped from a location six hours away by car take a week to arrive at my house? Seriously, are they carrying my package on foot from Campbellsville, KY to my door?
USPS, this is why nobody likes you.
Rebecca, Sara and I went to the St. Louis Zoo today. You can check out a slideshow of my pictures on Flickr.
Blue Moon. Fine art.
Glorious weather. Windows down!
EDIT: Hah, I actually just made this my flavors.me picture.
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2010-3-7) -
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
Just relaxing, watching some Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman and—what is this? A free copy of Fantastic Mr. Fox in my box of Shreddies?! Yes! Best cereal box prize ever!
Hah, so jealous right now.
In England, cereal boxes come with books. In America, they come with toys. Go figure.
the real question is why strongmen don’t wear clothing scaled to their physique, only the incredible hulk has a plausible excuse and even HE takes care of it when it comes to his party shorts
(via qwantz)
“there can be a little bit of an unhelpful whirlpool of cleverness that eats its own tail and, having spent a little time in that, it wasn’t always the best company to keep and it wasn’t the people I was used to.” —
dave eggers (via meaghano)
This whole interview is excellent. I love Dave Eggers.
seen from a great enough distance i cannot be seen
i feel this as an extremely distinct sensation
of feeling like shit; the effect of small children
is that they use declarative sentences and then look at your face
with an expression that says, ‘you will never do enough
for the people you love’; i can feel the universe expanding
and it feels like no one is trying hard enough
the effect of this is an extremely shitty sensation
of being the only person alive; i have been alone for a very long time
it will take an extreme person to make me feel less alone
the effect of being alone for a very long time
is that i have been thinking very hard and learning about existence, mortality
loneliness, people, society, and love; i am afraid
that i am not learning fast enough; i can feel the universe expanding
and it feels like no one has ever tried hard enough; when i cried in your room
it was the effect of an extremely distinct sensation that ‘i am the only person
alive,’ ‘i have not learned enough,’ and ‘i can feel the universe
expanding and making things further apart
and it feels like a declarative sentence
whose message is that we must try harder’
me: Josh, what’s in that Cool Whip container in the back of our fridge?
Josh: (upon opening) Disgusting. It looks like little smokies. When did we have those?
me: I’m not sure, but they can’t be older than Thanksgiving. We cleaned everything out, remember?
(pause)
Josh: JD, it’s March.Welcome to my world.
Remember festering meat water?
The last three words there are where horror stories begin.