Popsicle Robot Dinosaur
Here are some things I like.
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When Your Mind’s Made Up - Glen Hansard & Marketa Irglova
Whoops. Looks like The Swell Season’s spinning on my iTunes (a phrase that makes little to no sense in the digital music age, but fuck it) I guess that means it’s time to get sad and weird.
Lord, it’s a sign that I can’t take anything seriously if I can’t even take my poor mood seriously. The instinct to be a smartass is pretty hard to turn off. It’s either my way of protecting myself or my way of continuing to attack myself. Haven’t quite gotten that bit figured out yet.
Anyone that’s started to follow me recently, I apologize. You’ve caught me at a bad time. Just check out all of the other posts that I’ve queued up. They’re all silly and random.
Sorry. This is one of those moments where your song for someone isn’t the song you’d hoped it would be.
(Source: elongatedpantaloons)
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BttF ride-ons are rad.
If I had this I would use it to go back and time and gift it to myself as a child.
Thusly creating a time paradox in which I probably wouldn’t exist or something. Darn.
- Fun fact: I actually was one of the kids that was lucky enough to get a Hot Wheels car for one of my birthdays.
- Funner fact if you know me at all: It was a hot pink Malibu Barbie Corvette complete with fake plastic car-phone.
(Source: imremembering)
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RAAAWRRRR
Cali, we’ll miss you and all the shenanigans you allowed us to partake in with our friends from FAM NYC, PUMA, VW, Ben & Jerry’s, Havaianas, Fat Tire Beer, Samsung and Gibson Guitar.
Photo by: Mike Bogart
I really need more giant dinosaurs in my life. Miss you, Cabazon.
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Cameron’s never been in love. At least no one’s ever been in love with him. He’s gonna marry the first girl he lays. And she’s gonna treat him like shit because he’s gonna kiss her ass for giving him what he’s built-up in his mind as the end-all, be-all of human existance. She won’t respect him because you can’t respect someone who kisses your ass. It just doesn’t work.Ferris Bueller (via corbarr)
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Al Green - “Tired of Being Alone”
Submitted without comment.
(Source: elongatedpantaloons / musicfromthebook3)
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TED: Okay, I’m going to say something out loud that I’ve been doing a pretty good job of not saying out loud lately. What you and Tony have, what I thought, for a second, you and I had, what I know that Marshall and Lily have — I want that. I do. I keep waiting for it to happen. I’m waiting for it to happen. I guess I’m just tired of waiting. And that is all I’m going to say on that subject.
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Bibio - “Lovers’ Carvings”
This song came on while I was on the road traveling through a land of endless fields and hills, surrounded by a world swaddled in golden sunlight. It’s a beautiful song. I only wish I were capable of expressing anything nearly as radiant as this song or the vista through that car window. The instrumental intro to this song was a perfect compliment to the wildflower-dappled hills passing me by.
Of course it wasn’t a perfect drive. There was the pervasive cow smell of shit and the equally pervasive ache of loneliness, but you know, other than that…
(Source: elongatedpantaloons)
A walking, talking, socially maladjusted IMDB.
