Your attention please.

Jan 19

garfieldminusgarfield:

G-G the book

Jan 16

(via spx)

Jan 8

limnrix:

brb encouraging myself to crush on NDT

(via avianarchitext)

Dec 27

The Food at Our Feet

My dad spent years studying mushrooms and roots, learning what he could pull from the woods behind our house and serve as part of a meal, or stew into some detoxifying drink.

As a kid, I spent a lot of time following him into brambles and mud pits, searching for anything edible nature had to offer. Despite the chance to muck around, I hated the task, since it meant that I’d later be drinking dandelion tea far too bitter for a pallet that exclusively craved gushers and corn pops.

Man, what a stupid kid I was.

BOWIE IS NOT AMUSED.

Dec 16

nevver:

The Year in Volcanos

Dec 15

laflaneuse8:

Jules Olitski, Shoot, 1965

Dec 10

thedailywhat:

A Chuck Testa Christmas of the Day: Just a very normal and not at all terrifying Christmas card from the mayor of San Juan, Puerto Rico.

[thanks AbeRod1986!]

Dec 9

MUSIC     
     Frank O'Hara

        If I rest for a moment near The Equestrian
pausing for a liver sausage sandwich in the Mayflower Shoppe,
that angel seems to be leading the horse into Bergdorf's
and I am naked as a table cloth, my nerves humming.
Close to the fear of war and the stars which have disappeared.
I have in my hands only 35¢, it's so meaningless to eat!
and gusts of water spray over the basins of leaves
like the hammers of a glass pianoforte. If I seem to you
to have lavender lips under the leaves of the world,
      I must tighten my belt.
It's like a locomotive on the march, the season
      of distress and clarity
and my door is open to the evenings of midwinter's
lightly falling snow over the newspapers.
Clasp me in your handkerchief like a tear, trumpet
of early afternoon! in the foggy autumn.
As they're putting, up the Christmas trees on Park Avenue
I shall see my daydreams walking by with dogs in blankets,
put to some use before all those coloured lights come on!
      But no more fountains and no more rain,
      and the stores stay open terribly late.

Time Enough At Last

Your attention please.

This will either be very serious or not at all.

The Food at Our Feet