All that is yet to be written

MacDonalds flashback ad

Thu, 16 Feb 2012 10:12:17 -0500

wow what an ad that already screens out their applicants!...

Thu, 16 Feb 2012 09:56:34 -0500

wow what an ad that already screens out their applicants! (:

Sit This Out, And You Could Have Destiny.

Love it — everything about it: The length of it, its sly flattery, its way of teasing you toward a punchline that you quietly guess — and which it’s guessed you guessed — moments before you get there. I’d call right now if I could but poor eyesight and bad hand-eye coordination would quickly disqualify me. The next iteration of this should probably come with a ball attached to a cord.

Character Photoset: Tobias Fünke I’m afraid I prematurely shot...

Wed, 01 Feb 2012 10:04:23 -0500

Character Photoset: Tobias Fünke

I’m afraid I prematurely shot my wad on what was supposed to be a dry run if you will, so I’m afraid I have something of a mess on my hands.

meetcarrie: The many faces of Tobias Fünke

Wed, 01 Feb 2012 10:03:02 -0500

meetcarrie:

The many faces of Tobias Fünke

i-hopeyou-dance: “knot” ring. The ring symbolizes a knot that...

Wed, 01 Feb 2012 09:58:48 -0500

i-hopeyou-dance:

“knot” ring. The ring symbolizes a knot that is not quite tied yet, but has all intentions of being tied. A promise ring. <3

"This is love, she thought, isn’t it? When you notice someone’s absence and hate that..."

Mon, 05 Sep 2011 16:56:33 -0400

““This is love, she thought, isn’t it? When you notice someone’s absence and hate that absence more than anything? More, even, than you love his presence?”
— Jonathan Safran Foer (Everything Is Illuminated)”

- http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/2617.Jonathan_Safran_Foer

"”(“Let’s stand under a tree,” she said. “Why?”..."

Mon, 05 Sep 2011 16:49:56 -0400

“

”(“Let’s stand under a tree,” she said.

“Why?”

“Because it’s nicer.”

“Maybe you should sit on a chair, and I’ll stand above you, like they always do with husbands and wives.”

“That’s stupid.”

“Why’s it stupid?”

“Because we’re not married.”

“Should we hold hands?”

“We can’t.”

“But why?”

“Because, people will know.”

“Know what?”

“About us.”

“So what if they know?”

“It’s better when it’s a secret.”

“Why?”

“So no one can take it from us.”)”
— Nicole Krauss (The History of Love)

”

- http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/2633.Nicole_Krauss

"When you are young, you think it’s going to be solved by love. But it never is. Being close..."

Mon, 05 Sep 2011 16:48:21 -0400

““When you are young, you think it’s going to be solved by love. But it never is. Being close — as close as you can get — to another person only makes clear that impassable distance between you.’
If being in love only made people more lonely, why would everyone want it so much?’
Because of the illusion. You fall in love, it’s intoxicating, and for a little while you feel like you’ve actually become one with the other person. Merged souls and so on. You think you’ll never be lonely again.”
— Nicole Krauss”

- http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/2633.Nicole_Krauss

"And if the man who once upon a time had been a boy who promised he’d never fall in love with..."

Mon, 05 Sep 2011 16:44:39 -0400

““And if the man who once upon a time had been a boy who promised he’d never fall in love with another girl as long as he lived kept his promise, it wasn’t because he was stubborn or even loyal. He couldn’t help it.”
— Nicole Krauss (The History of Love)”

- http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/2633.Nicole_Krauss

"She was gone, and all that was left was the space you’d grown around her, like a tree that..."

Mon, 05 Sep 2011 16:43:24 -0400

““She was gone, and all that was left was the space you’d grown around her, like a tree that grows around a fence. For a long time, it remained hollow. Years, maybe. And when at last it was filled again, you knew that the new love you felt for a woman would have been impossible without Alma. If it weren’t for her, there would never have been an empty space, or the need to fill it.”
— Nicole Krauss (The History of Love)”

- http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/2633.Nicole_Krauss

"Even now, all possible feelings do not yet exist, there are still those that lie beyond our capacity..."

Mon, 05 Sep 2011 16:42:24 -0400

““Even now, all possible feelings do not yet exist, there are still those that lie beyond our capacity and our imagination. From time to time, when a piece of music no one has ever written or a painting no one has ever painted, or something else impossible to predict, fathom or yet describe takes place, a new feeling enters the world. And then, for the millionth time in the history of feeling, the heart surges and absorbs the impact.”
— Nicole Krauss (The History of Love)”

- http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/2633.Nicole_Krauss

"It’s the tragedy of loving, you can’t love anything more than something you..."

Mon, 05 Sep 2011 16:40:49 -0400

““It’s the tragedy of loving, you can’t love anything more than something you miss.”
— Jonathan Safran Foer”

- http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/2617.Jonathan_Safran_Foer

The Road Not Taken

Thu, 01 Sep 2011 11:14:00 -0400

inspirational, or ironic? you decide.

The Road Not Taken

By Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

This poem popped to mind...

Thu, 01 Sep 2011 11:04:36 -0400

MESSAGE

Pick up the phone before it is too late
And dial my number. There’s no time to spare
Love is already turning into hate
And very soon I’ll start to look elsewhere.

Good, old-fashioned men like you are rare
You want to get to know me at a rate
That’s guaranteed to drive me to despair.
Pick up the phone before it is too late.

Well, wouldn’t it be nice to consummate
Our friendship while we’ve still got teeth and hair?
Just bear in mind that you are forty-eight
And dial my number. There’s no time to spare.

Another kamikaze love affair?
No chance. This time I’ll have to learn to wait
But one more day is more than I can bear
Love is already turning into hate.

Of course, my friends say I exaggerate
And dramatize a lot. That may be fair
But it is no fun being in this state
And very soon I’ll start to look elsewhere.

I know you like me but I wouldn’t dare
Ring you again. Instead I’ll concentrate
On sending thought-waves through the London air
And, if they reach you, please don’t hesitate
Pick up the phone.

Wendy Cope

"In all of the world there’s not a single person I’d rather be with."

Tue, 21 Jun 2011 08:42:26 -0400

“In all of the world
there’s not a single person
I’d rather be with.”

- Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)

"Separation Separation By W. S. Merwin b. 1927 Your absence has gone through me Like thread..."

Tue, 21 Jun 2011 08:38:26 -0400

“Separation
Separation
By W. S. Merwin b. 1927
Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.”

Random poem i just made and dunno where else to jot it down.

Sun, 19 Jun 2011 10:26:31 -0400

if pleasure so fleeting mistaken as joy

and beauty temporal eternally chased

then know this for certain that time stands unmoved

while buddha still weeps for the hedonist man

lazy boy guide to doing assignments.

Mon, 11 Apr 2011 03:25:14 -0400

ctrl a, ctrl c, ctrl v, ctrl s. assignment done.

Photo

Thu, 24 Feb 2011 12:08:48 -0500

Photo

Thu, 24 Feb 2011 10:46:52 -0500