anonymousmidwest: A stop motion video I made while walking down washington. 1800 ish photos. Just trying to get my swerve on so when I go to NYC and shoot video, I have at least a broad concept of how to edit it when I get back. it’s times like these I’m very jealous of the work you do. Yeah you put up with often fussy brides and work weekend nights, but you also get to walk the...
People with the first initial "D" have the...
ohyeahfacts: (source) uh oh
The meeting between General McChrystal and...
McCHRYSTAL [saluting]: Sir.
PRESIDENT: At ease.
McCHRYSTAL: Thank you, sir.
PRESIDENT: I mean, if there's anyone who can do "at ease," it's you, amirite?
McCHRYSTAL: Yes, sir.
PRESIDENT: Did they teach you that at West Point, General?
McCHRYSTAL: What's that, sir?
PRESIDENT: How to crack wise.
McCHRYSTAL: No sir.
McCHRYSTAL: No sir.
PRESIDENT: Do you even READ Rolling Stone, General?
BIDEN: Only for the pictures, I'd bet.
PRESIDENT [irked by BIDEN's sudden appearance]: Joe? I got this.
BIDEN: Sigh. But he was mean to me!
McCHRYSTAL: Waaaaah, you big fuckin' baby.
BIDEN [taken aback]: Barack! Did you hear that? Did you hear what he called me?
PRESIDENT: I did. [Turns to give McCHRYSTAL a high-five.]
BIDEN: Oh, you two! What would I ever do without you?
[The three collapse into GROUP HUG.]
PRESIDENT: Now Stanley - no more media interviews, hmmmmkay?
McCHRYSTAL: Yes sir.
BIDEN: Did you read the article online? They've got pictures there of Lady Gaga wearing some machine-gun brassiere!
McCHRYSTAL: I sure did. Mr. President? [Channeling Jack Nicholson.] 'YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH!'
[All burst out laughing.]
General McChrystal probably had the same dream last night
And whatever happens tonight, consider this: the...
inothernews: And history is on Boston’s side: 1983-84 — Celtics 111, Lakers 102 1968-69 — Celtics 108, Lakers 106 1965-66 — Celtics 95, Lakers 93 1961-62 — Celtics 110, Lakers 107 (OT) you forgot to mention that 3 out of those 4 game 7’s were being played in Boston. Don’t discount home court advantage.
schwenk: The Cranberries - Zombie I’ll probably...
Ethnic Cleansing- The Los Angeles Celebutante...
kellyoxford: awful. not surprising, but awful
Soccer lovers can crow all they want, but this...
(via inothernews) At the same time, how pissed would you be if the US soccer team played a 4 OT game in the first round, only to show up to their next game absolutely exhausted to play a team that only played 90 minutes? The overtimes only make sense when you absolutely have to have them. Like in a seven game series where both teams will be totally beat, or farther in the rounds when the...
I met a fellow Tumblr tonight!
While celebrating the birthday of a friend at the Map Room here in Chicago, I saw a familiar face. Why was it familiar? I couldn’t quite figure it out. And then it clicked. It’s bees-knees! The only tumblr I know with a dog just as cute as my own. As expected, conversation ensued. This is what can be often awesome about the internet; real life meetups when you don’t expect...
There’s nothing quite like the woodgrain veneer of expertise over the...– love it. Courtesy of BikeSnobNYC
contrariwise: run this town...or not. →
this is not the face of a girl who had a satisfying run. my shoes were laced too tight (and I couldn’t get them right), my ears were ringing, i started to get vertigo and I stepped in… well. yes. it was literally a crap run. i haven’t really had a good run since last week’s debacle (car,… just. keep. running. You’ll get it back
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2010-5-30) →
Gorillaz (6) Cloudkicker (3) Treasure Fingers (3) NPR (1) Whitest Boy Aive (1) Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
Understanding Rap Lyrics →
rettigulous: Best thing that’s happened to me all day.
...the words of the drunk are the thoughts of the...
I’ve always believed this.
At Starbucks, right now
Me: Can I have a piece of lemon raspberry loaf and a grande Americano with soy milk please?
Him: Grande Americano Soy Misto?
Me: Did you just say 'misto'?
Me: What the fuck is that?
Him: Uh it's half Americano half steamed soy milk.
Me: No. I want an Americano with soy instead of cream. And for the record, before I get to the window and you look at me all weird, I wasn't swearing at you. The 'fuck' was directed at the word 'misto' okay? I'm not an asshole.
Him: Ok, your total will be at the window.