"Timeholes" by Ben Mallaby.
This matches my Dan Harmon experience.
Douglas Adams really knew how to retcon: “just before arriving (on Earth) he registered his new name officially at the Galactic Nomenclaturoid Office, where they had the technology to unpick his old name from the fabric of space/time and thread the new one in its place, so that to all intents and purposes his name had always been and would always be Ford Prefect.”
this is the greatest thing to ever be submitted to me. bless you friend, may all your dreams come true
No Ford Prefect?
Into The Mist | Emmanuel Millet Delpech
erupted into spontaneous prayer in an as-yet unidentified language upon seeing this pic, not sure what that’s about but I wasn’t really doing anything else so why not. to anybody in this room who was offended let me just say that if you are put off by the sight of a guy with his eyes rolled back in his skull praying to a goat in an unknown tongue then don’t look at him.
the perpetual terror and confusion on greg sestero’s face in the presence of tommy is what keeps me going in life
This is the appeal of “The Room” in a nutshell: Greg Sestero is a normal human being, doing a normal human thing: tossing a football to his friend. You’d think the man who used “football tossing” as a go-to signifier of normal friendship would know what was going on here. And yet…
“There are 8 billion members of this club called Lonely People. And it was 4 billion just a few years ago, that’s how lonely we are. We all want to be with anyone but ourselves, we all want to hear from someone else that we’re fine, but it’s when we’re alone that we finally get to hear we’re fine from the true expert. The one we’re the most scared won’t have that opinion. The pain of loneliness comes and goes, but gradually goes. Singleness is an opportunity, not to get laid, but to be, well, yourself. Everything you do gets to be what you, and only you, want to do, which is a superpower couples don’t have. Abuse it. Become random. Shuffle your identity. Pick topics and activities you know nothing about and dive into them. This person you adore will fade from your blood like nicotine or carbs, and a cooler version of you will emerge. Then this person, or some other person, is going to jump on you and all your friends will secretly hate them, you know why? Because you’re cool by yourself. Happy Valentine’s Day.”
- Dan Harmon and Erin McGathy on loneliness (X)
I wish everyone who visits our website, blog, Twitter & Facebook could see this piece in person. I just know my words, and our photos, won’t do it justice, but let’s try.
Aled Lewis handmade a 30 foot cross-stitch tapestry that tells the ENTIRE story of Star Wars. EVERY moment. Every character. EVERYTHING. I’ll let him explain:
A hand-stitched cotton thread on 30 foot of continuous length of 7 stitch per inch Klostern fabric. Stiffened with a thin batting and hemmed with a custom-made printed pixel star farbric on rear. This cross-stitch tapestry depicts the Star Wars saga (so far) from Episode 1 through Episode 6. Quotes from each movie are written in Aurebesh on the surrounding border. Chanelling the Bayeux Tapestry.
30 feet x 13 inches
It’s so crazy. And yes, quotes from the movie are represented by Aurebesh lettering as the border. The detail and scale of this one is just unreal. If you live in LA, or are going to visit, PLEASE stop by G1988 (West) and take a look.
AND if you have some dough, and want to have a piece in your home/work that makes people want to never leave or stop talking about it, here is the link to buy:
Obviously I love this.
serving size: 4
all 4 me
you ever thought that maybe the reason girls say they’re fine when they’re not, or they’re not mad when they are, is because the second they show any semblance of emotion they’re written off as hysterical bitches that are probably on their period?
THE FUCKING DA VINCI CODE HAS BEEN CRACKED
Hey, this is why guys try not to show emotion. The second we do, we’re labeled as girly wimps and mocked for it.
The lesson is probably that we should all just be honest about what we’re feeling and embrace others for who they are. Like goddamn adults.
(Though I don’t like that there’s an instinct, when someone points out how women are marginalized, to try to argue that men are similarly marginalized. If someone posts something about a family member dying, we all know it’s not ok to be like “hey now, I stubbed my toe, I’m suffering, too.”)