August 2008
60 posts
dalasverdugo:
caseypugh:
Thank you, Barack Obama!
(If you’re patient, you’ll see my subtle edits to the video… mostly towards the end.)
Nice one.
Did anyone else yell at the TV for Obama to stop saying thank you? I felt so awkwardly embarrassed for him.
The Palin Mistake
samreich:
Also from this article, here are the reasons why Palin is a terrible VP pick.
She’s inexperienced.
McCain can no longer argue that Obama is inexperienced.
It’s an obvious ploy to lure disgruntled Hilary supporters.
The ploy shows that McCain obviously doesn’t put America first, since he’s willing to put someone inexperienced a heartbeat away from the presidency.
It calls...
Carl
One of the coolest things about having Carl as your boyfriend is that you can request him to learn a song on the guitar and literally about 20 min later, he’s mastered it.
Best boyfriend everrrr!
happening a lot lately
So my friends and I like to make jokes of stupid jokes — sort of post-ironic humor. It’s risky because it’s lost on a lot of folks, meaning they don’t understand you’re joking about joking.
For example:
Today I overheard a conversation about attempting to sign a faked, sloppy signature. One lady suggested the other use her left hand. As a post-ironic joke, I...
duplo:
Hey, Unicorn Fan Dance, why don’t you have a email address posted on your tumblr so I can email and tell you how much I like you?
Great way to spread the word about a cool tumblr to follow!
If my office had hard floors, I’d ghost ride my office chair all the way to the copy machine.
flickr explore formula:
1) get a naked woman, preferably just in socks. 2) Try to get some “bokeh” (fancy term for depth of field, focus point, etc, etc) 3) have her standing somewhere outside in a sunset, or sunrise, lots of smooth clouds 4) a close up of a flower would push it over the edge into awesometown 5) and if you can somehow make it HDR (the visual equivalent of a hobo is humping a rainbow), then...
I want a dinner that consists of deviled eggs and asparagus only.
– Carl talking about his favorite foods. I’m making this as soon as we get our new grill up and running.
Women spend 136 days of their lives "getting...
dihard:
That’s 3,276 hours spent primping and preening for a night out - enough time for an astronaut to fly to the moon and back 22 times. This is per a recent poll of 1,000 women between the ages of 18 and 60, conducted by Skinbliss, a women’s beauty brand.
It takes me literally 5 minutes to shower. If I’m going out, I put some paste in my hair after I dry off and get dressed and...
Who gives a shit what he dresses like? Give it up dude, it’s just clothes.
– Brian Brown, one of my heroes, making a really good point after some folks were making fun of Michael Phelps.
I miss you already, Muxtape.
ianbroyles:
So worth the extra click.
(via malty)
Perfect!
But going out and getting stupidly laid and then coming home and reconciling...
– Jane Smiley: My Edwards Diary, Day Two (via billcameron) (via duplo)
Exactly what I was thinking.
Looking for a name for your band?
blakewhitman:
Use this security check (which I found while using Ticketmaster) and simply refresh the page till you find a name you like. Try it and I’ll bet you’ll find a good one within 5-10 tries.
Reblog the best one you find. Mine was ‘Deputy Revolution’.
I liked “Earned War.” Third refresh.
Five later — “Harold Resigned.” Good find, Blake!
via samreich
Men's Relay
What an epic race! Favorite Olympic moment yet.
embarrassing
I get pretty emotional from the Visa olympic commercials narrated by Morgan Freeman. Typically I get better once Freeman says Visa is the only card accepted at the games. It’s like, “Oh yeah, it’s just a Visa commercial — the tear ducts can forget about it.”
This is one of my favorite orders yet.
rach: sharingtime:
Onion Video - “Study Finds Young People Remain Apathetic About Office Politics
updated muh mux →
I’m bringing Oasis back.
the so-called "hipster tirade"
nickdouglas:
spiegelman:
adbusters:
What they may or may not know is that “cool-hunters” will also be skulking the same sites, taking note of how they dress and what they consume. These marketers and party-promoters get paid to co-opt youth culture and then re-sell it back at a profit. In the end, hipsters are sold what they think they invent and are spoon-fed their pre-packaged cultural...