donchiefnerd: Now I’m thinkin’: it could mean you’re the tortilla. And I’m the refried beans. And Mr. Taco Truck here, he’s the tiny burrito protecting my refried ass in the valley of spiceyness. Or it could be you’re the refried beans and I’m the tiny burrito and it’s the world that’s fat and diabetic. I’d like that. But that shit ain’t the truth. The truth is you’re the M&M. And I’m the...
Wait…– They don’t love you like I love you. Maps!
Noodles and Broth
Soup is a very good food. It makes you feel great when you’re sick, it can be made based on your tastes, and it’s super easy to cook - put some heat under the sucker and let it cook all day, you’ll come home to a pot of deliciousness. I’m probably only writing this because I’m sick and the combination of broth and noodles is BLOWING MY MIND.
Thing I Discovered at the Rock Show
The greatest obstacle to discovery is not ignorance - it is the illusion of knowledge. - Daniel J. Boorstin Having a Robert Smith haircut doesn’t make you The Cure any more than your basist being on drugs makes you any 80s band If you don’t open your damn mouth to sing or speak or yell, you’re not allowed to call yourself the “vocalist” Being a technically...
I had a dream that...
All the roads around here turned to ice I spun out twice and held it all together, somehow Anne’s friend Kristen was hiding canoes in my grandparent’s house Anne won some some sort of award for being a humanitarian I had a nice, pinstripe suit All the other stuff seems plausible, but a pinstripe suit? Me? I’d look like a made-up gangster in a 50s musical comedy.
I wish I was as good at anything as Dave Grohl is at everything.– UPDATE: Sorry, forgot to delete the tag on this post - apologies all around.
But...this morning...tumblr was...
What…happened? Where… I… Is this because I did something bad?
Which is the right "52 Weeks Thing" page?
Is it http://tumblr52.tumblr.com/ Or is it http://52weeksthing.tumblr.com/? I’ve got both bookmarked.
I fixed the drain in our tub today. Lots of old hair and q-tips clogging up the pipe. Used my bag o’ tools (a Christmas gift from my dad) for the first time. This, of course, was shortly after I came back from eating a sushi lunch with my dude-friend. So, for those of you keeping score at home: Manly Points: 10 Lady Points: 8 NET MASCULINITY: 2
Momentum (52 Weeks of Tumblr)
The day left, I cried so hard that the collar of my shirt started getting wet. I’ve never cried that hard in my life before that day, and after that day I’ll never cry so hard again. I don’t have it in me. She and I grew up in the same little hollow in the middle of a state that didn’t produce anything of significance. She was blonde, a little chubby, and had bangs. I was...
Hi, new followers!
I like getting new Twitter followers just fine, but when someone follows me on Tumblr I get super excited. You?