Bunch of phonies mourn J.D. Salinger →
drinkyourjuice: [nedhepburn:sabine] CORNISH, NH—In this big dramatic production that didn’t do anyone any good (and was pretty embarrassing, really, if you think about it), thousands upon thousands of phonies across the country mourned the death of author J.D. Salinger, who was 91 years old for crying out loud. “He had a real impact on the literary world and on millions of readers,” said...
A medium sized time ago, in a galaxy that is quite literally this one, my dad was born. happy birthday, old man. also: well done, grandma and grandpa, way to make a wonderful human.
sunday and monday are the best days to have off. for me, a case of the mondays is eating breakfast in bed and visiting my old friends on the ship serenity. also, it’s raining and windy outside. i am not outside. huzzah.
this will happen in my kitchen. →
Anything you dream is fiction, and anything you accomplish is science, the whole...– Ray Bradbury (via booklover)
By the time a man realizes that maybe his father was right, he usually has a son...– Charles Wadsworth (via rulesformyunbornson)
misc portmanteaux deux
ragbag: if there is one thing metallica fans like us know, it’s that metallica is a portmanteau of metallic + replica. speaking of portmanteaux, here are a few that i have been dreaming up since posting the first list exactly 400 days ago*. fauxtest: (faux + protest) when one pretends to object but secretly consents. as in: “i know that you actually want to see the latest rom-com with that...
Rule No. 569: At a party, if there’s a lull in the conversation,...– esquire
the couple at the end of the bar confirm my suspicion that love actually is all around.
this is my 400th post.
recently my friend and i were discussing his concerns over the possibility that he may, in fact, be a hedonist. i asked him if he was happy about it. he answered yes in a way that certainly has a question mark at the end, so if we follow hedonism in the most literal sense of the word, then he is not, in truth, a hedonist.
thinking about blinking
my dad used to tell me that it takes absolutely forever to get to 21, and that simply waiting for that age seems like a lifetime. then, once you finally get there, once you finally reach that pinnacle of adulthood, “son, you blink, and the next thing you know, you’re fifty”. the last time he said this was on my 21st birthday, when i took him out for a beer to celebrate his...
Anonymous asked: If you had to choose between burning all your comic books and never reading one again or getting rid of your iphone and only using a traditional land line, which would you pick?