January 22, 2012

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January 21, 2012

“After the first glass, you see things as you wish they were. After the second, you see things as they are not. Finally, you see things as they really are, and that is the most horrible thing in the world.”
 - Oscar Wilde

“After the first glass, you see things as you wish they were. After the second, you see things as they are not. Finally, you see things as they really are, and that is the most horrible thing in the world.”

- Oscar Wilde

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January 17, 2012

blownspeakers:

Lionel Ritchie’s “Hello” using film dialogue in place of the singing.

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January 16, 2012

January 15, 2012
electripipedream:

1968

electripipedream:

1968

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January 15, 2012

January 15, 2012

January 14, 2012
oldhollywood:

Vivien Leigh in A Streetcar Named Desire (1951, dir. Elia Kazan)

oldhollywood:

Vivien Leigh in A Streetcar Named Desire (1951, dir. Elia Kazan)

January 7, 2012

The Electric Company - The Menu Song 

Rita Moreno and Morgan Freeman perform an amusing and catchy little song written by Tom Lehrer and arranged by Joe Raposo.

January 7, 2012
bbook:

13 Writing Tips From Chuck Palahniuk

bbook:

13 Writing Tips From Chuck Palahniuk

January 7, 2012

January 7, 2012

Cold War Kids - Hang Me Out to Dry

Careless in our summer clothes splashing around
in the muck and the mire
Careless in our summer clothes splashing around
in the muck and the mire

fell asleep with stains
cake deep in the knees
what a pain

now hang me up to dry
you wrung me out
too too too many times
now hang me up to dry
I’m pearly like the whites
the whites of your eyes

all mixed up in the wash
hot water bleeding our colors
all mixed up in the wash
hot water bleeinding our colors

now hang me up to dry
you wrung me out
too too too many times
now hang me up to dry
I’m pearly like the white
the whites of your eyes

now hang me up to dry
you wrung me out
too too too many times
now hang me up to dry
I’m pearly like the white
the whites of your eyes

now hang me up to dry
you wrung me out
too too too many times
now hang me up to dry
I’m pearly like the white
the whites of your eyes

January 6, 2012
“So it goes”

The story continually employs the refrain “So it goes.” when death, dying, and mortality occur, as a narrative transition to another subject, as a memento mori, as comic relief, and to explain the unexplained. It appears 106 times.

“So it goes”

The story continually employs the refrain “So it goes.” when death, dying, and mortality occur, as a narrative transition to another subject, as a memento mori, as comic relief, and to explain the unexplained. It appears 106 times.

January 6, 2012
"Remember that there are only three kinds of things anyone need ever do. (1) Things we ought to do (2) Things we’ve got to do (3) Things we like doing. I say this because some people seem to spend so much of their time doing things for none of the three reasons, things like reading books they don’t like because other people read them. Things you ought to do are things like doing one’s school work or being nice to people. Things one has to do are things like dressing and undressing, or household shopping. Things one likes doing — but of course I don’t know what you like. Perhaps you’ll write and tell me one day."

— C. S. Lewis, in a letter to Sarah, his godchild, on 3 April 1949 via Stan Carey (via bobulate)

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January 6, 2012
"I returned to college in the Fall, but my mind wasn’t at rest… I left and went down to the South to think things over. Since then, on my own, I have been learning fast, writing a lot, reading good men, and have been slowly making up my mind, seriously & quietly. Either I am loathsome to others, I have decided, or else I shall be a beacon of rich warm light, spreading good and plenty, making things prosper, being a cosmic architect, conquering the world and being respected, myself grinning surreptitiously. Either that, Sirs, or I shall be the most loathsome, useless, and parasitical (on myself) creature in the world. I shall be a denizen of the Underground, or a successful man of the world. There shall be no compromise!!! I mean it."

— 19-year-old Jack Kerouac in New York Diaries, a fantastic collection of famous and infamous journal entries about New York City from the past 400 years, featuring Andy Warhol, Mark Twain, J.F.K., and other icons. (via curiositycounts)

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