Originally Posted By nevver

nevver:

Snow Elephants of Canada

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Originally Posted By nowserving

nowserving:

(via Buamai - OH, DER SCHON WIEDER - Ein zweiter Besuch bei Gaspar No�, nach Enter the Void - Vice Magazine Deutschland)


This is very cool

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Originally Posted By ardenstreet

Kids are jerks. You know.

ardenstreet:

Where the Wild Things Are, as narrated and interpreted by Christopher Walken.

“He kind of looks like George Wendt. That’s nice. Kids like George Wendt.”

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Originally Posted By grelg

grelg:

(via http://www.glennoart.com/)

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Originally Posted By urhajos

urhajos:

Matt Saunders

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Originally Posted By myimaginarybrooklyn

Love this

myimaginarybrooklyn:

Book Art By Jonathan Wiley, A Tree Grows In Brooklyn.

(via robot-heart)

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It’s not slang that bothers me, as it does so many oldsters, nor is it even all the LOLzy net-speak that threatens to make spelling the new cursive writing. It’s the inflation of language and devaluing of expression, and the considerable role of fashion in that. It’s the dread ubiquity, the absurd-making via thoughtless repetition, of truly essential irreplaceable words like “beautiful” and “glamour” and “perfect” and “love” and “need” and “hate” and “want.” Invented words, neologisms, portmanteaus: those aren’t the threat to language. Rather, they can protect language by giving new words to new ideas or whims, thus saving from bastardization and overuse the old and endangered and best (here I swear I do mean best) words. Some words cannot be permitted to become cliches of style, void of truth.

Interesting article on language and fashion by Sarah Nicole Prickett in Toronto Standard
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Originally Posted By apoplecticskeptic

apoplecticskeptic:

Sandwich Artist

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Building Woes

I just came across this email that I sent to the builders after I had moved into my loft. The builders were terrible; It was a shit show from the start, and in the end I was left with the $2500 expense of installing glass in a window that had metal siding instead of glass (try to figure that one out). Most of the other deficiencies didn’t got addressed either, including dirt (and a pube) sealed into the concrete floor, shoddy flooring and no lights in the kitchen. My tone in this email is a nice example of how fucking annoyed I was on a regular basis for about a year and a half.

“Hi all,

As I mentioned in my deficiency list, there are no vent covers on either of the vents going from my bedroom to outside. I also mentioned that it’s an open invitation to birds and other wildlife to take up residence there. Well there is now a chickadee living in my vent. I can hear it scrabbling around in there, and when I went round to the side of the building, I could see it in there, snug as can be, nestled in beside the brick that someone, in his or her infinite wisdom, decided was a good enough substitution for an actual vent cover. Shirley, you seemed to think the outside of the building was not your responsibility. I don’t know if this is true, or whose responsibility it is, so you’re all included on this email. Someone please just do something about this. It’s one more ridiculous thing on a long list of ridiculous things that have gone on, but sharing my space with a bird is not something I can live with. Thanks.”

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Originally Posted By nprfreshair

Hellooo

nprfreshair:

Hello. Is it me you’re looking for? — Lionel Richie

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