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aichudechu:

The most intriguing thing about San Francisco, in my books, is this: the banner hanging from the light pole. This is a city promotion for the Folsom Street Fair, a celebration of alternative sexualities (ie leather, bondage, public sex, etc). Doesn’t it kind of warm your heart that a city government would not only allow such a festival, but also make signs to promote it around town in the same way they do museums and culture events?

lottereinigerforever:

Rocco e i suoi fratelli

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jimchuck:

Do me a favor:

Reblog and/or participate. Get at her.

Let’s see those notes. Thanks!

disneypixar:

"Remy’s silhouette curves into this crescent shape, leading with his nose because of his fantastic sense of smell." —Greg Dykstra, character designer

ohrobbybaby:

HAPPY 50th ANNIVERSARY MARY POPPINS! (Aug 27, 1964) 

I cannot express in words how much this film is important to my life, except maybe for supercalifragilisticexpialidociousHere I leave some of my favorite photos of the whole production of this wonderful Walt Disney picture. 

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ahsadler:

deerypoof:

Of all a deer’s senses, their eyesight is the worst. 

I don’t know what I was expecting but this was so much better than that

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mattfractionblog:

kellysue:

kellysue:

brianmichaelbendis:

One of the highlights of the weekend was kellysue and mattfractionblog party where great comic artists filled in their hallway comic panel wallpaper.

that’s Matt Wagner, skottieyoung, tony moore, Matthew clarke and many others.

Hey, look, it’s our hallway. 

Edited to add: 

This is the wallpaper we used: http://www.grahambrown.com/us/product/52050/taylor-wood-frames

In case anyone was wondering why we were late to the con Saturday, it’s because this was our friday. 

next year we’ll have it planned better!  it was a fantastic night, though. thanks to all our friends that let themselves be put to work for the price of grilled meats and beer.

jkottke:

When she was 33, Christine Hyung-Oak Lee had a stroke. It was not exactly a normal stroke and it ended up saving her life.

Our fridge was empty. I went to Andronico’s grocery store and browsed the aisles, a blur of colors and letters and shapes. What was it we needed? I wondered. I could not figure out how the pieces fit together, that I would need onions because we used onions for everything, that I would need bread for sandwiches, that I would need meat for a possible entree. They were shapes and colors and textures. That fleshy pink package was a fleshy pink rectangle. The countless numbers of canned soup and canned vegetables were mere metal cylinders.

I emerged with one thing: a jar of Muir Glen spaghetti sauce. I grabbed it because I had seen it before, because I could read the label. If it was something I could understand, it must be something I needed. I did not need spaghetti sauce.

I still do not remember how it is I paid, whether by cash or by debit or credit card. I do not remember swiping or handing over bills. I just remember blinking in the cold winter sun at my car in the parking lot. Holding a jar of spaghetti sauce.

And wondering how to get home. I did not know how to get home.

I got in the car and started driving. If I just drove, I thought, I would somehow get home.

Each time I thought about whether I needed to make a left turn or right or stop or go, I felt lost. I had no idea. And so I pressed on without thinking, while relying on intuition. Each time I stopped, I recognized landmarks - a tree or a house or a store. I knew I was getting closer to home, but I did not know how to continue.

Intuition carried me when logic and memory failed.

I made it home.

And then I thought, I need to get to a hospital.

I picked up the phone and then I asked myself, What is the phone number for 911?

I looked at the numeric keypad, and I could not figure out what number each shape represented. And what is the number for 911?

I thought perhaps I should try calling my husband. I could not remember his phone number, either. It did not occur to me to look for it in the contacts list on my BlackBerry, either.

I finally decided I would mash a bunch of numbers on the keypad and talk to whomever it was I dialed on the landline. I did not think about the fact that I did not know where I lived, but I punched in a set of numbers anyway.

"Hello," a man said.

"Hi!" I said.

"Hi," he said.

"Who is this?" I asked.

"This is A-," he replied.

"Oh! I have been trying to reach you! I forgot your phone number and I didn’t know how to get ahold of you! I called this phone number, because it was in my fingers."

Just go read the whole thing, what a great piece.

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medievalpoc:

il-tenore-regina:

vivelareine:

—Marie Antoinette (2006)

 Just so everyone is clear, the handsome Black man tutoring Marie Antoinette is Joseph Boulogne, classical musician extraordinaire whose work influenced Mozart’s. This has been your Western music history tidbit of the day. Adieu! 

*just leaves this here*

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Chevalier Joseph Boulogne de Saint-Georges

andreii-tarkovsky:

in the mood for clean! 

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jolteonerrex502:

brothertedd:

Before and After Video Effects – Movies

Let us take a moment to appreciate all the effects people who create these things and the actors who make you believe them.

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