April 2009
i bought Dan Auerbach's c.d.
now i must go, find him, and make him mine. move over Justin Vernon…here comes my new(est) lover Dan Auerbach.
omg it’s so f’n good it (almost) gives our beloved DRA a run for his money.
now i’m going home to make a cake and eat it. vanilla cake so Stella can have some.
thewayoftheworld:
I was in the Grain Train this afternoon. It’s a health food store and restaurant. They were blasting a concert bootleg of Ryan Adams’ “Please Do Not Let Me Go” in the back. I spoke with the head chef and turns out he is a huge DRA fan. That’s kinda rare as most people usually go: “Bryan Adams?”
i get that without fail whenever i mention him.
“you like Bryan...
“Fashion is not something that exists in dresses only. Fashion is in the sky, in...”
– Coco Chanel
George Seurat's Sketchbooks from MoMA →
printedandbound:
You can flip through 4 of Seurat’s Sketchbooks here.
amazing.
i've done it again.
i’ve started a book that i shouldn’t have…i’m not enjoying it. well, i’m not loving it, and i’m not loathing it either. i’m just reading it. and it’s pretty silly. but i can’t stop until i finish it or i will end up spending more time than necessary thinking about the damned thing.
it’s pretty vintage…it’s a classic...
“Punk is musical freedom. It’s saying, doing and playing what you want. In...”
– Kurt Cobain
last nights dream was fantastic!!
i love that! and i remember everything! i also love that! it’s all in the details.
someone i admire but don’t know was in the dream and we had a great time and he was lovely in person. we compared freckles and laugh lines. my grandfather was around and very happy. it was heaven. literally.
so i woke up feeling great. ate berries for breakfast in my new kitchen which is filled with...
Eric Elms →
santogold is now santigold?
oh. ok.
thewayoftheworld:
Dry Your Eyes - The Streets...
i came back...to post this video...
i mean, where am i gonna go? like really? i’m still sitting in front of the computer…
and i had to post this video that goes with my Streets pic. i got the heads up about this vid from Sirius…and personally i love Mike Skinner.
bye now tumblies. life awaits me...
i love you but i gotta tear myself away… yeah that’s right. i said it. and i don’t care who knows it. i’m all about the love. there’s way too much negativity in this world. i don’t need to add to it.
put that in your pipe and smoke it. your peace pipe.
xo
But you know, don't panic
thewayoftheworld:
jaie:
CDC on swine flu: ‘We will see deaths’ | CharlotteObserver.com
swine flu? *pulled pork sandwich drops to the floor with a thud…just before i hit the floor with a bigger thud.*
“Just remember that the things you put into your head are there forever… You...”
– My Google Quote Page (via pdvmorris)
Cormac McCarthy reminds me of someone i love very very much therefore i love Cormac by default. (not Outer Dark tho. never never that. reading that book was too much for my soul to bear)
“Women dress alike all over the world: they dress to be annoying to other women”
– Elsa Schiaparelli
this sandwich is delicious!
*drool*
salty.
porky.
WAY TO GO, WAY OF THE WORLD!
you rock. don’t ever change.
“much of what is said on the internet would never even be muttered if face to...”
– Ryan’s twitter
Yes it would Pansy-ass. I’d say exactly the same things to your face. Want to talk?
(via acheron)
I don’t say much online that I wouldn’t say face to face. Can I talk with you all too?
(via einsteinsgirl)
Good grief: the more things stay the same the more they stay the same....
so i started the day by trying to work my way...
1700 plus emails and not all of them spam…
i’m down to 500 something. and i quit the computer now.
even tumblr…for the day…has lost it’s lustre.
but in other news i am living on the edge and eating a pulled pork sandwich. the way i see it (since pork is my favorite meat. i know. it’s true.) i must eat more pork now to build up an immunity to the SWINE FLU...
thewayoftheworld:
I could have arranged these words
into a cry for help
or my last ever spoken
releasing the angels
from their perch
in the vault of the choir.
I could have drawn myself a map
for when I lose my way
through this canyon of fallow days
the legend derived
from the topography
of the sleep deprived
dreaming aloud.
I could have composed myself a song
to soothe the frayed...
I’m evil. I plot. I go out of my way to drive my boyfriend crazy.
