It’s one thing to know that you’re in the right, and that those who are attacking you are scared, angry little cretins. It’s quite another to actually have to read all those people saying horrific things to you. Even when you’re on the side of the just, every one of them has to take a little piece out of you. — An excerpt from this excellent article on Michelle Beadle’s decision to take a stand against the ignorant rantings of Stephen A. Smith (who, inexplicably, has faced NO professional repercussions for his ravings on First Take last week). Click through for a great read, even if you don’t know anything about what he said, what she said, and the idiotic behavior she’s faced as a result.
Don’t know what made me think of these today, but we had a set of them when I was growing up. My dad had picked them up at an auction somewhere, probably from a former-family-of-five-now-a-family-of-four estate sale or something. Looking at them from today’s perspective, I certainly can understand why entrusting kids to throw giant-sized, metal-tipped darts across the front yard might concern parents, but as a child who survived the dog-eat-dog world of the “good ole days,” I gotta tell you: these were pretty cool, and an effective tool for chasing unwelcome neighbor kids from the yard.
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Don’t know what made me think of these today, but we had a set of them when I was growing up. My dad had picked them up at an auction somewhere, probably from a former-family-of-five-now-a-family-of-four estate sale or something. Looking at them from today’s perspective, I certainly can understand why entrusting kids to throw giant-sized, metal-tipped darts across the front yard might concern parents, but as a child who survived the dog-eat-dog world of the “good ole days,” I gotta tell you: these were pretty cool, and an effective tool for chasing unwelcome neighbor kids from the yard.

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It’s a Truth

mylifeinthirds:

This is probably going to be a “duh” thing to say but you can really tell my moods and feelings by my posts. Each post I make has a significance. The original posts, the reblogs and the music, all have a purpose. I only post what expresses what I am thinking or matches my feels or makes me laugh. You can tell if I’m in love, happy, angry, sad, horny, or hungry.

Actually, it’s not that much of a “duh” thing. My posts are things that interest me, but don’t necessarily reflect my actual mood. My posts are often of the “something shiny” variety, as in, “Look! Something Shiny!” Most of the time, I figure my posts reflect the insane ramblings of a curmudgeon-in-training.

Wow.
Climbing in Madagascar.
(photo by Stephen Alvarez)

Wow.

Climbing in Madagascar.

(photo by Stephen Alvarez)

I’ve noticed in the past few years that I hardly drink anymore.  Used to be I enjoyed it (probably too much, actually), and there are still a few occasions (like the week with my brother-in-law in South Dakota) where I’ll still knock ‘em back like there is no tomorrow. But for the most part, I go weeks, even months, between drinks.
What is that, like, a sign of aging? Maturity? Contentment? Peace? It’s not like I miss it, really, and when we do pass around the bottle of ‘shine, I surely do enjoy it. But, by and large, gimme a diet Pepsi and a bag of chips and I’m a happy guy.

I’ve noticed in the past few years that I hardly drink anymore.  Used to be I enjoyed it (probably too much, actually), and there are still a few occasions (like the week with my brother-in-law in South Dakota) where I’ll still knock ‘em back like there is no tomorrow. But for the most part, I go weeks, even months, between drinks.

What is that, like, a sign of aging? Maturity? Contentment? Peace? It’s not like I miss it, really, and when we do pass around the bottle of ‘shine, I surely do enjoy it. But, by and large, gimme a diet Pepsi and a bag of chips and I’m a happy guy.

Trigger warning: Creepy clown advertising breakfast cereal.

*shudder*

Back to School, with Alice Cooper.

Album Art

scottfriday:

awordoraline:

Little River Band - Lonesome Loser

He’s a loser, but he still keeps on tryin’

fuckin’ LOVE this song. then again, i’m big on LRB in general, so.

Oh, man; haven’t heard this in ages; forgot how good it was.

ArtistLittle River Band
TitleLonesome Loser
AlbumFirst Under the Wire

“As far as Firefly is concerned, that will always be unfinished business. Serenity was a Band-Aid on a suckling flesh wound. I think every day about the scenes that I’ll never get to shoot and how badass they were. It’s nice to know that people still care about Firefly but it’s actual grief that I feel. It’s not something you get over, it’s just something you learn to live with.” - Joss Whedon
“As far as Firefly is concerned, that will always be unfinished business. Serenity was a Band-Aid on a suckling flesh wound. I think every day about the scenes that I’ll never get to shoot and how badass they were. It’s nice to know that people still care about Firefly but it’s actual grief that I feel. It’s not something you get over, it’s just something you learn to live with.” - Joss Whedon

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