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Tin Tin by Brandon Graham
Also, I have that symbol on the car door tattooed on mah arm now.
Lovely… but y’all know it’s Tintin, one word, one cap. In any language, even American.
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NOW I JUST SEE THIS SCENE AS TWELVE TROLLING THE SHIT OUT OF TEN.
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I pulled last year’s tree out of mothballs to wish you all a happy, healthy and prosperous New Year. Seasons Foetings.
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The man feels very awkwardly racist while standing by the starbucks pick-up coffee shelf, he crosses his arms over his chest a few times, trying to cover up the flag, but why, he sort of mutters to himself and shakes his head like an electrocuted rat, nuhuh, nuhuh, I ain’t a racist, he tries to say and gets just then a little mad at the black man who is working as a barista but that’s not right either, come on man, he tries to smile at the barista, but that don’t feel right either and it’s a sort of half-wept lemonface, now he bobs his head a little bit to the void coffee soundtrack, is he really worrying about what kind of tweets people might be writing about him now, is this really the modern world we’re living in, I mean, I guess, but I know I’m not racist, he starts to sing to himself in his inner sing-song voice, the voice he knows so well, the one that riles him and reminds him who he is, he’s a country music songwriter and he ain’t racist, he hums a bit, but silently, hums in his head, I’m not a raaaacist, humm humm, sorrrrrry to-th’barista, humm humm, I’m just a whiiiiiite man, living in a south laaaaand, humm, it’s getting there, isn’t it, he nods at the barista, more confident, he is aggressive with his smile and rather than cover his t-shirt he projects his chest a bit forward, he asks the barista where the barista is from, the barista says, ‘from here’ and he says ‘well, great, that’s great, nice to meet you,’ and tries to reach over the espresso machine to give the barista a handshake but he can’t reach very well, so he asks the barista to come out from behind the counter and they shake hands in front of the coffee shop.
And… AWESOME TWIST… the barista is LL Cool J!
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There’s nothing so classy as resenting an artist for being successful because they didn’t “pay their dues” in your eyes. In the world of art, you either have chops or you don’t. Some people are self-taught, others are not. How you get there is less important than how good you are.
There are lots of ways to become a successful artist, and going to school is just one of them. But you think taking a class or getting a diploma guarantees fame and fortune, you’re just a delusional asshole.
Goes the same for all the arts, I’d think. In both directions, mind you - delusional pop musicians who think their lack of training means their creativity is unfettered; and delusional classical/jazz musicians who think their training means they’re automatically superior.
So it goes.
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