All dried up.

Insanity>Marbles.

May 25
boniverotica:

There is a note in the bucket I carry to the garden. Nestled between a trowel and a dirty hand rake, the note reads, ‘Meet me in the hayloft, 1PM.’ When I peek over the top of the ladder, he is naked and grinning!

boniverotica:

There is a note in the bucket I carry to the garden. Nestled between a trowel and a dirty hand rake, the note reads, ‘Meet me in the hayloft, 1PM.’ When I peek over the top of the ladder, he is naked and grinning!


May 17
its all about the electromatic

its all about the electromatic


May 1

I found our band van on the internet.


Apr 30
“Humans have a tendency to fall prey to the illusion that their economy is at the very center of the universe, forgetting that the biosphere is what ultimately sustains all systems, both man-made and natural. In this sense, ‘environmental issues’ are not about saving the planet—it will always survive and evolve with new combinations of atom—but about the prosperous development of our own species.”

Carl Folke, the science director of the Stockholm Resilience Centre at Stockholm University, when asked, “Imagine—much as Feynman asked his audience—that in a mission to change everyone’s thinking about the world, you can take only one lesson from your field as a guide. In a single statement, what would it be?” [source: Seed]

This wasn’t the best or funniest (Robert Sapolsky wins this one) quote but I felt it was important, the planet will always survive and evolve. It’s not about the planet, it’s about you and yours too.

(via thenoobyorker)

(via thatfizzsound)


“It’s far more admirable to confuse people than it is to reassure them.”

Will Sheff                                     (via acelebrationofweird)

This reassures me.


Apr 29

Elle écoute la java
Qu’elle fredonne tout bas
Elle revoit son accordéoniste
Et ses yeux amoureux
Suivent le jeu nerveux
Et les doigts secs et longs de l’artiste
Ça lui rentre dans la peau
Par le bas, par le haut
Elle a envie pleurer c’est physique
Tout son être est tendu
Son souffle est suspendu
C’est une vraie tordue de la musique


She listens to The Java;
She hums it softly.
She imagines her accordionist
and her loving eyes
Follow the vigorous playing
And the long lean fingers of the player
Get under her skin
inside and out
She wants to weep, it’s physical
All of her being is tense
Her breath suspended
The music has wrung her out


“The last time she was asked out by a successful bachelor, Amy hesitated before saying, ‘Thanks for asking, but I’m really not into white guys right now.’” David Sedaris, Me Talk Pretty One Day (via ohyesdavidsedaris)

cierahorton:

“Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it.”  C. S. Lewis

cierahorton:

“Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it.”  C. S. Lewis


Apr 26

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