Posted 3 weeks ago

One of my favorite things to ever be a thing.

The End Of The Ocean - We Always Think There Is Going To Be More Time (live)

Posted 3 weeks ago


Watch the kid pick a cracker up from the floor and stick it in his mouth 

Do nothing about it, because at least he’s eating 

This is my life 

Posted 3 weeks ago

The cutest choo choo ever.

Posted 4 weeks ago

She’s got places to be. She has been like a perpetual motion machine all day.

Posted 1 month ago

Watching Mary Poppins an when Bert pulls his pants down to dance with the penguins, Olive turned to me an said, “He dance like you, daddy.” Thanks, kid.

Posted 1 month ago



Posted 1 month ago

It’s almost midnight and yet here I am, laying in bed watching a behind the scenes show about Disney cruises.


Posted 1 month ago

THIS IS NOT A DRILL: knitters wanted for penguin pullovers



Oiled penguin in jumper

Once again there’s been an oil spill and PENGUINS NEED SWEATERS.

Posted 1 month ago
Cakes have gotten a bad rap. People equate virtue with turning down dessert. There is always one person at the table who holds up her hand when I serve the cake. No, really, I couldn’t she says, and then gives her flat stomach a conspiratorial little pat. Everyone who is pressing a fork into that first tender layer looks at the person who declined the plate, and they all think, That person is better than I am. That person has discipline. But that isn’t a person with discipline; that is a person who has completely lost touch with joy. A slice of cake never made anybody fat. You don’t eat the whole cake. You don’t eat a cake every day of your life. You take the cake when it is offered because the cake is delicious. You have a slice of cake and what it reminds you of is someplace that’s safe, uncomplicated, without stress. A cake is a party, a birthday, a wedding. A cake is what’s served on the happiest days of your life. This is a story of how my life was saved by cake, so, of course, if sides are to be taken, I will always take the side of cake.
Jeanne Ray (via fictionandneuroscience)

(Source: the-healing-nest)

Posted 1 month ago

Wu Tang Theatre


RZA is seated with his back towards a massive mixing board as his eyes scan the room. METHOD MAN adjusts in his seat as he flips through a worn issue of Rolling Stone. Conan O’Brien is on the cover. Across the room, sprawled out on a loveseat, RAEKWON is quietly snoring to himself.

GHOSTFACE KILLAH enters and taps on RAEKWON’s Timberland to wake him up. RAEKWON sits up to make room for GHOSTFACE KILLAH on the loveseat.

RZA: Ok guys. We made some good headway yesterday but I really want to get this track knocked out today. Did you guys finish your verses?

METHOD MAN: You know it.

RAEKWON: [groggily] Mmm…Yeah.

GHOSTFACE KILLAH: Yo Yo What’s Good. I’m ready for the booth.

RZA: Alright let me cue up the track so we can hammer it out.

[“THE PROJECTS” starts playing through the in studio monitors. RAEKWON physically recoils from the sound and starts rubbing his temples.]

RZA: Kwon. KWON! You’re up, man. What did you write about?

RAEKWON: Weed. Oh and about the struggle of living in the projects.

RZA: Cool. Cool. Meth?

METHOD MAN (from behind his magazine): Spielberg movies and the Red Hot Chili peppers. Also the struggle of living in the projects.

RZA: Ghost?

GHOSTFACE KILLAH: Check this out.
♪♫♪Suck my dick it’s the kid with the fat knob
I bust all into ya face, plus it come in globs
Quick get on your knees, with yo’ sweet pu-♪♫♪

RZA: WHOA WHOA WHOA. What the hell man? This is a song about the projects. Hell, it is even in the title. Do you have any lines about it or is it all just fucking?

GHOSTFACE KILLAH: Well…no…not really any lines about the projects. It is pretty much just fucking. I do end it with being scared that I may have contracted AIDS.

RZA: Fuck it. At this point, it still makes more sense than what ODB was trying to lay down. He was talking about jeeps and stars. Dude is fucking weird