August 2011
1 post
Hello, babies. Welcome to Earth. It’s hot in the summer and cold in the winter....
– Kurt Vonnegut – God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater
July 2011
5 posts
Where, after all, do universal human rights begin? In small places, close to...
– Eleanor Roosevelt (via pantslessprogressive)
Day One Family Vacation Checklist:
Cried for four hours after being made into a scapegoat? Check!
Sleeping on the floor? Check!
Threatening to leave until harsh realization that car is parked almost 200 miles away in a stranger’s driveway? Check and check!
[Baseball was] born out of the enlightenment and the philosophies so beloved of...
– Michael Novak, philosopher (via mightyflynn)
There’s a language, I think it’s called Mescalero, in which verbs don’t change...
– from Ca.Blues,1981 by Milan Oklopdžić [Mika Oklop]
(translated by and via billyjane)
(via invisiblestories)
June 2011
6 posts
And so with the sunshine and the great burst of leaves growing on the trees-...
– The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald.
May 2011
14 posts
1 tag
When you play this game twenty years, go to bat 10,000 times, and get 3,000...
– Pete Rose (via mightyflynn)
April 2011
16 posts
accidental genius: "Lies I've Told My 3 Year Old... →
smalltownbeatnik:
Trees talk to each other at night. All fish are named either Lorna or Jack. Before your eyeballs fall out from watching too much TV, they get very loose. Tiny bears live in drain pipes. If you are very very quiet you can hear the clouds rub against the sky. The moon and the sun had a fight…
My candle burns at both ends; it will not last the night; but ah, my foes, and...
– Edna St. Vincent Millay
People who pronounce it “Ann Rand.”
People who correct people who pronounce...
– People You Might Not Want to Have Casual Sex With | The Hairpin (via countcenci)
I am only responsible for my own heart, you offered yours up for the smashing my...
– Not heartbroken, but this is wonderful.
75 Abandoned Theatres from around the USA →
canadiansliveinigloos:
Amazing….anyone up for a road trip?
March 2011
17 posts
Of all the airlines I hate, Continental I hate you the most.
Don’t you drink? I notice you speak slightingly of the bottle. I have drunk...
– Ernest Hemingway in a letter to Ivan Kashkin (August 19, 1935)
I could go for a whiskey right now.