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5th March 2012

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5th March 2012

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5th March 2012

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Your day now contains 100% more naked Bill Murray than it did before. 

Your day now contains 100% more naked Bill Murray than it did before. 

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5th March 2012

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The Black Keys: Ramble, Ramble. Rant, Rant. Redundant, Redundant.



As a longtime TBK fan, I’m absolutely thrilled by their success. I’ve seen them in small venues (like this… I was 2-3 feet to the right of the camera, just as far up.) as well as big (headlining at Bonnaroo) and everything in between. I’m glad they gained the attention they deserve and that so many people have been exposed to them.

The selfish part of me, though, is a bit melancholy about it all. Everybody always asks why I say seeing Dan and Pat play these days at large venue or arena/stadium shows makes me sad. I could type out a long(er), detailed explanation, but this video does the job just as well…. You see, I don’t care they’re popular, I don’t care they’ve gained fans, and I don’t care they’re making money. These are all great things. I’m sad for purely personal reasons.

Their shows used to be a way to surround myself in the memory of my first couple concerts, and in a sense, relive it all. It’s what made Black Keys concerts so great, so untouched in my mind. I guess you could say that feeling you get the first time you see a band live, the goosebumps, never left. These days though, this is almost impossible for me. The whole experience, while still great, has just changed too much. It doesn’t bring me back… It only tells me that this (what you see in the video) probably will never happen again, and it’s all going to fade in my mind until it’s nothing more than a couple snapshots. The meaning and purpose of it all has left dramatically for me. I go to these concerts to go to the past, but now they just remind me time only moves in one direction… It’s just sad.

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4th March 2012

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theoriginalcommunist:

some-rain-must-fall:

theoriginalcommunist:

accidentalbackrub:

theoriginalcommunist:

accidentalbackrub:

I can’t wait for somebody to bump into this years from now.

You two are such a lovely couple.

You know, we get that all the time!!! I guess it’s just meant to be.

Clearly.

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theoriginalcommunist:

some-rain-must-fall:

theoriginalcommunist:

accidentalbackrub:

theoriginalcommunist:

accidentalbackrub:

I can’t wait for somebody to bump into this years from now.

You two are such a lovely couple.

You know, we get that all the time!!! I guess it’s just meant to be.

Clearly.

reblogging for posterity

Yes. Yes these tags are good and appropriate.

I approve.

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4th March 2012

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theoriginalcommunist:

accidentalbackrub:

I can’t wait for somebody to bump into this years from now.

You two are such a lovely couple.

You know, we get that all the time!!! I guess it’s just meant to be.

theoriginalcommunist:

accidentalbackrub:

I can’t wait for somebody to bump into this years from now.

You two are such a lovely couple.

You know, we get that all the time!!! I guess it’s just meant to be.

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4th March 2012

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I can’t wait for somebody to bump into this years from now.

I can’t wait for somebody to bump into this years from now.

1st March 2012

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Social anxiety isn’t cool.

OCD isn’t cool.

Bipolar disorder isn’t cool.

Depression isn’t cool.

Cutting isn’t cool. 

Phobias aren’t cool.

Trauma isn’t cool.

Sleep disorders aren’t cool.

Eating disorders aren’t cool.

They’re real things, they’re scary, and pretending you have them is just fucking obnoxious and an insult.

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28th February 2012

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Anonymous said: Why does your picture look like you are pooping?

If you saw a picture of a man painting, would you ask, “Why does it look like he’s painting?”

28th February 2012

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Ways To Make People Uncomfortable (Or At Least Confuse Them)

  • Go to a public restroom and eat a bowl of cereal. Every time somebody walks in, insist they try a bite. Act offended when they refuse. Do not stop staring until they leave.

  • Break silences by saying, “I know what you’re thinking. The answer is post-op.” Immediately drop the subject and start talking about the weather or politics.

  • Pretend to examine an elevator… When the door opens, keep it from closing, glance at the buttons, and shine a flashlight down the gap at the door. Say something along the lines of,”Gotta tell the boss about that one.” Don’t get in, and let the door close.

  • If somebody asks you a question that you don’t know the answer to, no matter what they ask, just say you found yours at Target.

  • When meeting somebody for the first time, ask what their name is. Call them Stephen from that point on. If Stephen tries to lie and convince you they’re name isn’t actually Stephen, snap back at them for interrupting you. (I do this all the time.)

  • Try on hats and ask other customers whether or not they make you look like you have kankles. Always respond with, “Psh. Like your opinion matters.”

  • Go to a busy public place, like a park or something, and very slowly pour a can of soup on the ground in front of you. Make sure it’s obviously deliberate. Shout, “WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING?!?!?!?!?”

  • When somebody hands you your food at a drive thru and tells you to “Have a nice day,” respond with, “Thanks! Good luck with that house of yours.” Drive away before they can say anything. They’ll spend the rest of the day wondering what the fuck you were talking about.

  • Tell somebody they have something on their face. They’re ALWAYS going to ask if they got it off or not. “Uhhhhhh…. well actually, ummm… yeah, you got it. Close enough.” They’ll rub their face for hours.

  • Whisper, “Stranger Danger,” into the ear of the person in front of you at a checkout.

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