L: 24 YEARS, LIVING THE DREAM
fuck-benedict:

hurleyquinn:

webabuser:

piano

people that don’t know the piano notes must be so confused 

son sit down with ur sense of music superiority literally everyone gets the joke

fuck-benedict:

hurleyquinn:

webabuser:

piano

people that don’t know the piano notes must be so confused 

son sit down with ur sense of music superiority literally everyone gets the joke

Saturday, July 26, 2014
whatsdifferentincanada:

Excellent question from the Commonwealth Games

whatsdifferentincanada:

Excellent question from the Commonwealth Games

theopenroad1978:

ruinedchildhood:

How it really feels when stepping on a Lego

Best

theopenroad1978:

ruinedchildhood:

How it really feels when stepping on a Lego

Best

jessicalprice:

chairhiro:

reichenbachtrip:

flymyass:

Who is this man? Mackling at my more,

While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a rapping,
As of some one gently Mackling, Mackling at my chamber more

quoth the rapper

macklemore

CANNOT NOT REBLOG

lordeddardstark:

remember when ned stark was alive

Thursday, July 24, 2014

fallontonight:

ingopixel:

raudette:

Dying.

perfection

The key to a perfect wardrobe is to protect the turtle neck! 

I think I’m in love

Working from home!

Working from home!

Tuesday, July 22, 2014
Feeling so fresh, looking like wealth

Feeling so fresh, looking like wealth

Monday, July 21, 2014

choochoobear:

tastefullyoffensive:

If Disney Princesses Were Actually Sloths by Jen Lewis

Previously: Nicolas Cage as Disney Princesses

Give unto me.

humansofnewyork:

“We were a two career family. I was a nuclear engineer. I designed shields for the fuel reactors on the first nuclear submarines. He was a carpenter.”

humansofnewyork:

“We were a two career family. I was a nuclear engineer. I designed shields for the fuel reactors on the first nuclear submarines. He was a carpenter.”

Wait, what?

So one of the direct reports (who will be getting a nickname soon I’m sure) that I have repeatedly butted heads with had me into his office this morning. We talked about my new role, expectations, strengths, etc. And this guy totally got it. He was like “I see how hungry you are, how much you want to succeed, and how few tools you’ve been given to do that. I want us to learn together and succeed together.”

Just feeling a whole hell of a lot better today.

Also I’m wearing this totally killer wrap dress and I feel like a god damn model.

Sunday, July 20, 2014
"Romeo can’t really be blamed for Ophelia’s death."

Senior English major on a Shakespeare final. (via minininny)

WELL THEY’RE NOT WRONG

——

How about this, though?

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[Editorial Note: This “theory” depends on believing the Romeo and Juliet and Hamlet take place contemporaneously. So, for the sake of argument, let’s all agree that the events of both plays occur in the Spring of 1517 (chosen because of Martin Luther’s 95 Theses, and the Reformational threads that run through Hamlet).]

See, in the Second Quarto and First Folio versions of Romeo and Juliet, a[n extremely minor] character appears with Romeo, Mercutio, and Benvolio at the Capulet’s Party (where, if you recall, Romeo meets Juliet for the first time).

Like Hamlet's Horatio, this Horatio is full of well-worded philosophical advice. He tells Romeo “And to sink in it should you burden love, too great oppression for a tender thing.”

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Fig. 1 - Second Quarto Printing

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Fig. 2 - First Folio Printing

[The American Shakespeare Center’s Education Blog discusses the likely “real” reasons for Horatio’s presence]

Let’s imagine that Horatio has travelled down from Wittenberg (about 540 miles) to Verona for his Spring Break. He hears about some guys who like to party (because, let’s be honest, besides getting stabbed, partying is Mercutio’s main thing). So, he ends up crashing the Capulet’s ball with them.

He is then on the sidelines as Romeo and Juliet fall in love, Tybalt kills Mercutio, Romeo kills Tybalt, Romeo gets banished, and both lovers are found dead in Juliet’s tomb.

This tragedy fresh in his mind, he returns to Wittenberg at the end of what has turned out to be a decidedly un-radical Spring Break and discovers that his bestie Prince Hamlet is leaving for Elsinore Castle because he’s just gotten news that his father, the King, is dead.

On the trip up (another ~375 miles), Horatio recounts the tragic romance he just witnessed in Verona. He advises (as he is wont to do) Hamlet not to mix love and revenge.

Hamlet takes Horatio’s advice to heart, breaking up with Ophelia so that he can focus is energy on discovering and punishing his father’s killer:

HAMLET
Ay, truly; for the power of beauty will sooner
transform honesty from what it is to a bawd than the
force of honesty can translate beauty into his
likeness: this was sometime a paradox, but now the
time gives it proof. I did love you once.

OPHELIA

Indeed, my lord, you made me believe so.

HAMLET

You should not have believed me; for virtue cannot
so inoculate our old stock but we shall relish of it: I loved you not.

Ophelia - burdened by the perceived loss of Hamlet’s love and his murder of her father - goes mad and drowns herself.

You see, if Romeo had waited literally a minute and thirty seconds longer (31 iambic pentametrical lines) - he, Juliet, Ophelia (and possibly the rest of the Hamlet characters) would have made it.

* With thanks to roguebelle.

(via thefeminineending)

Buncha fuckin nerds in this town.

(via moriartini)

The Hamratiophelia Conspiracy Theory ftw

(via zahnie)

 
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