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Thus the sum of things is ever being reviewed, and mortals dependent one upon another. Some nations increase, others diminish, and in a short space the generations of living creatures are changed and like runners pass on the torch of life.
Wed May 27
I see a black roof and I want it painted white
Thu Apr 16
Bixby Bridge Big Sur, CA Winter 2009 

Bixby Bridge Big Sur, CA Winter 2009 

Thu Apr 2
Final Four Festival | Detroit

skeptictank:

If you live in or near Detroit and think that basketball is really awesome, you should know that there are a TON of Final Four events going on downtown this weekend.  Each team playing even has their own “home base” which is basically a bar that they’ll be making apparances at, including Cheli’s Chili and the Detroit Pub.

If you live in or near Detroit and you aren’t into basketball, there is still a crapload of music to hear and things to do downtown this weekend.  I’ll be working at the Vitaminwater stage on the riverfront, probably freezing my ass off.  The joke is really on Ryan Seacrest who will also be there freezing his ass off so he can announce acts like Staind, Gavin Degraw, Fergie, N.E.R.D, Pussycat Dolls and Gym Class Heroes on the stage that has been geniously named “My Coke Fest.”  I’m not even joking a little.

Mon Mar 30
saraliz: theblackcat: sexartandpolitics: anthropophagous: Detroit fills its’ potholes with skulls.

saraliz:

theblackcat:

sexartandpolitics:

anthropophagous:

Detroit fills its’ potholes with skulls.
Wed Mar 4
Horton Foote March 14, 1916 - March 4, 2009 “I don’t trust happiness. I never did, I never will.”

Horton Foote

March 14, 1916 - March 4, 2009

“I don’t trust happiness. I never did, I never will.”

Sat Feb 28

Molly playing with her new ball, sorta.

For Chaely

Morrison and Molly

Wed Feb 18

skeptictank:

Dear Fox News,

We’re done listening to your shit.  You’re smug & nasty & biased & you’re not helping anyone.  How about some facts, for a change?  How about some perspective?  Here, you can have some of ours.

Love,

Michigan

Virg being an asshole turned out well for once.
Sat Feb 7
THE ALIENS from The Last Night Of The Earth Poems by Charles Bukowski you may not believe it but there are people who go through life with very little friction of distress. they dress well, sleep well. they are contented with their family life. they are undisturbed and often feel very good. and when they die it is an easy death, usually in their sleep. you may not believe it but such people do exist. but I am not one of them. oh no, I am not one of them, I am not even nearto being one of them. but they are there and I am here. BEER from: Love is A Mad Dog From Hell I don’t know how many bottles of beer I have consumed while waiting for things to get better I dont know how much wine and whisky and beer mostly beer I have consumed after splits with women- waiting for the phone to ring waiting for the sound of footsteps, and the phone to ring waiting for the sounds of footsteps, and the phone never rings until much later and the footsteps never arrive until much later when my stomach is coming up out of my mouth they arrive as fresh as spring flowers: “what the hell have you done to yourself? it will be 3 days before you can fuck me!” the female is durable she lives seven and one half years longer than the male, and she drinks very little beer because she knows its bad for the figure. while we are going mad they are out dancing and laughing with horney cowboys. well, there’s beer sacks and sacks of empty beer bottles and when you pick one up the bottle fall through the wet bottom of the paper sack rolling, clanking, spilling gray wet ash and stale beer, or the sacks fall over at 4 a.m. in the morning making the only sound in your life. beer rivers and seas of beer the radio singing love songs as the phone remains silent and the walls stand straight up and down and beer is all there is.

THE ALIENS from The Last Night Of The Earth Poems by Charles Bukowski you may not believe it but there are people who go through life with very little friction of distress. they dress well, sleep well. they are contented with their family life. they are undisturbed and often feel very good. and when they die it is an easy death, usually in their sleep. you may not believe it but such people do exist. but I am not one of them. oh no, I am not one of them, I am not even nearto being one of them. but they are there and I am here. BEER from: Love is A Mad Dog From Hell I don’t know how many bottles of beer I have consumed while waiting for things to get better I dont know how much wine and whisky and beer mostly beer I have consumed after splits with women- waiting for the phone to ring waiting for the sound of footsteps, and the phone to ring waiting for the sounds of footsteps, and the phone never rings until much later and the footsteps never arrive until much later when my stomach is coming up out of my mouth they arrive as fresh as spring flowers: “what the hell have you done to yourself? it will be 3 days before you can fuck me!” the female is durable she lives seven and one half years longer than the male, and she drinks very little beer because she knows its bad for the figure. while we are going mad they are out dancing and laughing with horney cowboys. well, there’s beer sacks and sacks of empty beer bottles and when you pick one up the bottle fall through the wet bottom of the paper sack rolling, clanking, spilling gray wet ash and stale beer, or the sacks fall over at 4 a.m. in the morning making the only sound in your life. beer rivers and seas of beer the radio singing love songs as the phone remains silent and the walls stand straight up and down and beer is all there is.

Wed Jan 28
(via thecount)

(via thecount)