February 2012
salesonfilm:
What if, as a society, we all just decided to adopt the Scorsese drinking game and that, if you’re at a bar or a party and anyone yells “SCORSESE!” everyone takes a shot.
That’s a world I’d like to live in.
cbenjamin:
seanfennessey:
French Montana feat. Diddy & Rick Ross, “Shot Caller (Remix)”
Minus 5 points for Wale cameo. Plus 1,000 points for all of the other things.
So good…
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Oh, the onion jam that I put on the pizza was made...
themattsmith:
I used a recipe I hadn’t used before for a little sweeter jam, and it’s AWESOME.
2 vidalia onions
1/2 cup sugar
1/3 cup red wine vinegar
1/3 cup red wine
1/3 cup grenadine
salt
1 tbsp butter
Cut the onions into 3/4” dice. Melt butter in pan over medium heat, add onions and a healthy pinch of salt and cook until translucent, 8ish minutes. Deglaze with wine, add vinegar,...
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I’ve always felt that poetry was particularly erotic, more than prose was. … I...
– Former poet laureate Donald Hall on poetry. (via nprfreshair)
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sebastianwaters:
The Day Before by David Weigert
»The Day Before« is a short film about procrastination, acomplished during my MA course in Graphic Design at MDX, London.
Great research, great conclusion, wonderful illustrations, reasonable accent (David moved from Munich to London) and awesome way to tell the story about procrastination. I watched this several times before I decided to work...
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a request
synecdoche:
Do you remember that whole “icing” thing? I think we should start a similar and equally obnoxious trend called “Lana Del Reying” where you have to drink a Pabst Blue Ribbon on ice while slowly twirling around in a circle in the middle of a room.
themattsmith:
My aversion to conflict is so deep that I leave the room when it’s obvious that none of the judges are going to turn their chairs around for a singer.
$4.39
– That’s how much Facebook made off of you last year. (via nedhepburn)
Not worth it.
I could see the road ahead of me. I was poor and I was going to stay poor. But I...
– Charles Bukowski (via absea)