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My daughter likes to pull Bedo’s skin through his collar to emphasize his natural “Elizabethan collar”

Try to imagine a life without timekeeping. You probably can’t. You know the month, the year, the day of the week. There is a clock on your wall or the dashboard of your car. You have a schedule, a calendar, a time for dinner or a movie. Yet all around you, timekeeping is ignored. Birds are not late. A dog does not check its watch. Deer do not fret over passing birthdays. Man alone measures time. Man alone chimes the hour. And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralyzing fear that no other creature endures. A fear of time running out.

- Mitch Albom, The Time Keeper (via fleurlungs)

(Source: thecityinsummer)

He’s smiling

He’s smiling

mxydxy:

iraffiruse:

The Quokka

HE POSED FOR A FUCKKJNG SELFIIWE I CANT RIGHT NOWE

most photogenic animal ever

fjordism:

AARON PAUL JUST POSTED THIS ON TWITTER AND I’M SHITTING

omg

(Source: garythecloud)

nprfreshair:

Remember film?

when selfies were too expensive to have their own slang

nprfreshair:

Remember film?

when selfies were too expensive to have their own slang

pleatedjeans:

via

pleatedjeans:

via

zacharieshusbando:

the-fandoms-are-valentines:

grandtheftautosanandreas:

Douglas Adams is the best when it comes to describe characters

we need to teach classes on Douglas Adams analogies okay
“He leant tensely against the corridor wall and frowned like a man trying to unbend a corkscrew by telekinesis.”
"The Galaxy, which had been enjoying a period of unusual peace and prosperity at the time, reeled like a man getting mugged in a meadow.”
"it was a deep, hollow malevolent voice which sounded like molten tar glurping out of a drum with evil on its mind.”
"Stones, then rocks, then boulders which pranced past him like clumsy puppies, only much, much bigger, much, much harder and heavier, and almost infinitely more likely to kill you if they fell on you.”
"… a large and voluminous creature who looked like someone losing a fight with a pink duvet …”
"He screwed up his face and then dropped his head forward, shaking it like someone trying to shake a coin out of a money box.”
"He gazed keenly into the distance and looked as if he would quite like the wind to blow his hair back dramatically at that point, but the wind was busy fooling around with some leaves a little way off.”
"He leapt to his feet like an author hearing the phone ring”
"he started to stalk forward slowly and stealthily wearing a puzzled frown of concentration, like a leopard that’s not sure whether it’s just seen a half-empty tin of cat food half a mile away across a hot and dusty plain.”
"it looked only partly like a spaceship with guidance fins, rocket engines and escape hatches and so on, and a great deal like a small upended Italian bistro.”
"If it was an emotion, it was a totally emotionless one. It was hatred, implacable hatred. It was cold, not like ice is cold, but like a wall is cold. It was impersonal, not as a randomly flung fist in a crowd is impersonal, but like a computer-issued parking summons is impersonal. And it was deadly - again, not like a bullet or a knife is deadly, but like a brick wall across a motorway is deadly.”

h2G2 has one of my favorites: “It hung weightlessly in the air in much the same way bricks don’t.”

omg (the bolded one)
fantastic

zacharieshusbando:

the-fandoms-are-valentines:

grandtheftautosanandreas:

Douglas Adams is the best when it comes to describe characters

we need to teach classes on Douglas Adams analogies okay

He leant tensely against the corridor wall and frowned like a man trying to unbend a corkscrew by telekinesis.”

"The Galaxy, which had been enjoying a period of unusual peace and prosperity at the time, reeled like a man getting mugged in a meadow.”

"it was a deep, hollow malevolent voice which sounded like molten tar glurping out of a drum with evil on its mind.”

"Stones, then rocks, then boulders which pranced past him like clumsy puppies, only much, much bigger, much, much harder and heavier, and almost infinitely more likely to kill you if they fell on you.”

"… a large and voluminous creature who looked like someone losing a fight with a pink duvet …”

"He screwed up his face and then dropped his head forward, shaking it like someone trying to shake a coin out of a money box.”

"He gazed keenly into the distance and looked as if he would quite like the wind to blow his hair back dramatically at that point, but the wind was busy fooling around with some leaves a little way off.”

"He leapt to his feet like an author hearing the phone ring”

"he started to stalk forward slowly and stealthily wearing a puzzled frown of concentration, like a leopard that’s not sure whether it’s just seen a half-empty tin of cat food half a mile away across a hot and dusty plain.”

"it looked only partly like a spaceship with guidance fins, rocket engines and escape hatches and so on, and a great deal like a small upended Italian bistro.”

"If it was an emotion, it was a totally emotionless one. It was hatred, implacable hatred. It was cold, not like ice is cold, but like a wall is cold. It was impersonal, not as a randomly flung fist in a crowd is impersonal, but like a computer-issued parking summons is impersonal. And it was deadly - again, not like a bullet or a knife is deadly, but like a brick wall across a motorway is deadly.”

h2G2 has one of my favorites: “It hung weightlessly in the air in much the same way bricks don’t.”

omg (the bolded one)

fantastic

(Source: pizzahottie)

prostheticknowledge:

36 ventilators whirl 4.7m3 of packing chips

Latest installation from Zimoun uses simple materials to display turbulance - video embedded below:

From Creative Applications:

Opening this Saturday (April 26) at the Art Museum of Lugano in Switzerland, 36 ventilators, 4.7m³ packing chips is the new installation by Zimoun, the Bern-based artist known for his architecturally-minded platforms of sound. Zimoun yet again extends his installation inventory. Converting nine of the museum’s towering window spaces into ‘ventilation chambers’ (four ventilators are installed in each window) and filling them with polystyrene, Zimoun unleashes a perfect ‘plastic storm.’ Congregating into a mass that’s neither solid, gaseous nor liquid, the flakes perform a violent, otherworldy dance. With the phenonema trapped behind glass, we get to watch in wonder from the safety of the outside.

More at Creative Applications here
Zimoun is also featured in Creative Application’s new magazine HOLO, which you can find out more here

audible woes

You know your wish list is getting out of hand when you go to add a book you think you’ve never seen before and it’s already there. 

me when I see that a book’s author has two initials for their first name

wnycradiolab:

That Time Cleveland Released 1.5 Million Balloons and Chaos Ensued

besturlonhere:

scarymansion:

Aubrey Longley Cook,   Runaway – Animated Hand Embroidery

i now understand it is possible to go too hard 

(Source: littlelimpstiff14u2)

kevwil:

"Na Pali Gold" by silentgphotography (http://bit.ly/1jA4bt8)

kevwil:

"Na Pali Gold" by silentgphotography (http://bit.ly/1jA4bt8)