Cratering

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Cratering

a half-stack doesn't fit in the trunk

Free to a good home

Along with my two tickets to see Robert Plant in October (squeeeeee!) I got two copies of his new CD, lullaby and…The Ceaseless Roar. I don’t need two copies, so you can have one. Yes, you.

First commenter who wants a CD can have it. I’ll mail it. You’ll have to be willing to inbox me your address, obvs. No creeper, I promise.

XTC - Here Comes President Kill Again
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Here Comes President Kill Again // XTC

Here comes President Kill again
Surrounded by all of his killing men
Telling us who, why, where and when
President Kill wants killing again

gatsbylives:

120pagemonster:

Hot damn.

YESSSSSSSSS

Here’s the (one, singular, only) good thing I saw today. I feel I should share.

pleasedontsqueezetheshaman:

dopemove:

1. Go to http://www.fcc.gov/comments
2. Click on 14-28
3. Comment “I want internet service providers classified as common carriers.”
4. Done

5. Boost

As we go through round N of the net neutrality fight, the phrase that pays is “common carriers.” That’s the same status that the phone companies had. It forces them to be completely agnostic about the content they carry, and just shut up and carry it.

Do this, and use that phrase when you talk to your whoevers in DC.

the whole and nothing but

felistella:

zoomwitch:

number-one-mollusc-fan:

snerky:

incredible

holy shit

look at this

Good morning guys.

What a great time to be alive.

I appear to have sweat a cat.

I appear to have sweat a cat.

Kid most likely to come home inked.

Kid most likely to come home inked.

In My Time Of Dying // Jimmy Page & The Black Crowes

Sunday morning sacred music: a balls-to-the-wall jam from one of the guys on the Mt. Rushmore of guitarists, backed by the best rock and roll band of the last 25 years.

You should watch it all, but if you can’t, Chris Robinson executes one of the great rock screams of all time around 7:12.

Tailgating. Bosslike.

Tailgating. Bosslike.

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  1. Belly fat, pattern baldness, lumbar discs, overactive maxillofacial nerves, early knee and shoulder obsolescence due to design flaws, tissue that inflames for no apparent reason. Engineering failures across the board. If I’d bought this contraption, I’d want a refund.
  2. On that same thread: as has happened so many times before, just as I was making serious momentum on a fitness regimen, this wretched body decided to repay me with a massive bronchial infection that leaves me winded going up the stairs. After this likely 2-week+ setback I’ll get to start all over again. If I choose to bother.
  3. I have listened to that a cappella thing I reblogged this morning a dozen times. It’s silly, maybe, but that kind of human achievement (the writing, the arrangement, the performances!) gets very close to what I consider spiritual. “Why we’re here”-level stuff. What we can do when all the lower tiers of the Maslow are fulfilled. And that leads to thoughts on why it’s so fucking important that everyone’s basic needs are taken care of. (Longer post on that, someday.)
  4. I have overscheduled my September. Bad choice. As if it wasn’t bad enough that we are losing like 40 minutes of light every day, I went and did this to myself. Not helping.
  5. Parenting. LOL.

almostfancynancy:

popappella:

Voices - When You Wish Upon a Star

OPB: Disney’s Pinocchio 

Album: Magic of Voices

I LOVE the Voices of Liberty AND their new collective group VOICES…. I’m starting to sound like a broken record but the director of Voices of Liberty Tony DeRosa is a family friend…. He was in a Barbershop Quartet with my dad in the 80s as a tenor when he was just 10 years old! Now he’s a glorified baritone and has won the Barbershop Harmony Society’s international championship with 3 different groups (Keepsake, Platinum and MAX Q)

Keeping with their Disney relation, here’s When You Wish Upon a Star

Perfection.

Holy crap, this gave me chills.

Anagrams!

lizzinlosangeles:

fancycwabs:

5by5kevin:

wordishness:

Reblog with the best anagram for your name. Sadly, mine is a very fitting Wives Hate ‘Trek’

Evil knew zen

Anal Rape Cordoned

Galleon Sizzle Sin.

Does that sound like a Wizarding Ministry of Finance sex scandal headline to anyone else?

Goddamned thing couldn’t find any anagrams in English. And the German, Dutch, Portuguese, and Swedish ones all failed google translate so I call bullshit on that, too.

So I added my middle name and got another giant pile of multilingual gibberish. Its best effort in English is…wait for it:

Clink Hen Vent Josh Hon.

This thing is racist.

Botulism experiment: underway.

Botulism experiment: underway.

How Tumblr Works

tbridge:

Write a meticulous guide to protecting your photos: 10 notes.

Offhand comment about the death of the space sex geckos: 200 notes.

Yep. Bout right.

Post original music: ~10 notes.

GPOY: 30-60, depending.

Before tumblr existed, if you would have told me I’d be more rewarded for my looks than my music, I’d have laughed until I burst an artery.

So it goes.