It’s amazing that after all these years That Kid still annoys me. The one who claims that your hits, your touches on bases “didn’t count” because he looked away or blinked or just wasn’t looking. That Kid who claims that his misses or mistakes “didn’t count” because you did some new random thing wrong. That Kid always wins, because when he loses it “didn’t count”.
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I love this photo!
Another gem by Trevor Paulhus, this time of the luminous Res at the Okayplayer X Frank151 SxSW 10 yr Anniversary.
So, you’re telling me that so-and-so is talking shit about me. Great. First of all, I’m not 11. This is infantile. Secondly, what purpose do you serve? What is the point of your existence in my life. You’ve now told me something that clearly wasn’t meant for my ears. Am I supposed to react to that so you can go running back to the other person? Why do you think you have the right to even considering reacting defensively when I ask you, “What’s your point?” Simply by allowing someone to talk shit about me in your presence proves you are no friend. Simply by telling me what this person said, proves you are no friend. Toodles!
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I had completely forgotten about this picture. I can’t stop laughing at their faces! (via Anika Malone)
Anti-establishment post-grad slacks have soul! via @geekand a half at friendfeed-media.com