Douglas R. Turek

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1958.10.20 Life Magazine P081 [Detail] (via Wishbook)

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samuraifrog:

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“Grave of Leonard P. Matlovich, the first soldier to take the U.S. military to court over the gay ban. He died of AIDS in 1988.”

always deserves a re-blog.

veronicles:

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WHAAAA!?!?!?

Challenge: Let’s do something with these 3-D pyramids | FlowingData

Superman & Friends Greet Fans In Hilarious Cards From 1978 - ComicsAlliance  What the?!!!

Superman & Friends Greet Fans In Hilarious Cards From 1978 - ComicsAlliance

Superman & Friends Greet Fans In Hilarious Cards From 1978 - ComicsAlliance

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negativepleasure:

Mo-Dettes - WHITE MICE - RARE VIDEO (via R4949)

I love the Mo-Dettes!  I have their album on vinyl, and a huge Mo-Dettes sticker that came with it.  It’s great fun, the way punk music should be.  I had no idea this video even existed!  yay!

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artfortune:

I admire anyone who can get a perfect score on the Munsell Hue Test… I think I just went blind trying it.

I got a 65. YIKES. What did you get?

It’s quite serious, actually. I got 16 on my first try and then went on a tangent researching color theory for about an hour and found myself emailing my professor about an extension for a poster design due in about 5 hours. It’s quite serious, actually.

I got an 8!!! YEAH!

4. That was fun, I was kinda hoping for perfect. I am surprised I got so close. Stupid Blues.

I got a 36.  Now I feel like I’m a dog or a marmoset, seeing only a tiny sliver of the spectrum.  I shall take solace in the fact that even someone who scores perfectly in the test cannot see X-Rays, microwaves, and gamma radiation.  I feel very old.

Me and my dear friend Mary, who is still one of my best friends in the universe.  It must have been dress up day or hat day at her place, as I am wearing a beret before such headgear became ubiquitous to my head, and she is wearing some sort of fancy hat, as is her wont.  I think I look cool here with my cigarette dangling from my stupid face.  Ahhh memories!  Damn I look so damn young! Circa 1988 or so.  My thanks, by the way, to Mary for the scans of these old photos.  I still wear a beret to this day, and I still have the goatee, though it is grayer.  :)

This is me and my dear old friend Jason listening to some tunes and chilling out at our friend Mary’s place.  The Santa Claus was a stuffed Santa from the sixties with a hard plastic face.  It was very creepy and was quickly dubbed by our circle as Satan Claus.  Note my lighting up a cigarette.  I think I had been smoking for about a year here.  Note also Jason jamming on air guitar.  He’s a good guitar player, which makes him a veritable Jimi Hendrix of air guitar, or a Paul McCartney of air bass, which he also indulged in.  We had recently become a band, making electronic music under the name The Industrious Fleas.  We were very cool.  This is about 1988.  My glasses seem so huge to me in retrospect!

Me, circa 1988, maybe 1987 or 1989, coming up the stairs at my friend Mary’s old apartment.  It was a mecca for cool cats, hipsters (in the old fashioned sense of the word), artists, and other assorted bohemians.  I must be about 19 or 20 here, and my hair had not yet gone grey, not even one bit.  I thought I was so awkward back then.  I wish you could go back in time and tell your younger self how cool they were.  Still, I had good times.  Old photos make me very nostalgic.

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Flat Duo Jets - Crazy Hazy Kisses

veronicles:

Top: Charles Spencer Chaplin

Bottom: Jonathan Stuart Leibowitz

…Is it just me?

via GuerillaDriveIn, from Pee Wee’s Big Adventure (1985)

P.W. Herman: [is handed the desk phone] Yes? Uh-huh. Yes, I understand.
[hangs up]
P.W. Herman: That was the president again. I’ve got to steal back the X1 before the Soviets find the secret compartment containing the microfilm. The future of the free world is riding on this one.

rurorjuror:

ladymisskate:

“I’m a loner Dottie, a rebel.”

Pee-wee: There’s a lotta things about me you don’t know anything about, Dottie. Things you wouldn’t understand. Things you couldn’t understand. Things you shouldn’t understand.
Dottie: I don’t understand.

veronicles:

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Very cool navigable panorama of Paris, with exceptional zoom and detail.  As a bonus, Yann Tiersen’s Valse D’Amelie, the theme from the movie Amelie plays while you peruse Paris.  I dare you to find the couple on the motorcycle in the photo.

popmuzik:

mattchew03:

Can you tell I was raging over this?

There is no MTV.

eclecticbanana:

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I think they meant a Bastard will be made President…

“You’ve been a very bad girl, a very, very, bad, bad girl, Gaga.”

“Let’s make a sandwich”

This is not the type of music I usually listen to, but I thought this video was hilarious.

Memory - Yoko Kanno 

If you’ve seen the anime science fiction show Cowboy Bebop, you know this tune.  It’s beautiful and haunting and melancholy and sweet.

zenofblogging:

Tank! - The Seatbelts

It’s a cold dark rainy day here in the city that always fails to get some good sleep, New York City. On these type of days I’m always reminded of the suave film noir detective stories taking place in the cold dark wet streets of New York. A man walking with a long brown trench coat, wearing a fedora, a smoking a suave cigarette while solving mysteries and fighting crime. This is the image I get every time I listen to this amazingly epic song. This is from the massively popular anime Cowboy Bebop, which aside from being an excellent anime it also boast one of the best soundtracks I’ve ever heard. A mash of jazz, funk, classical and rock, makes for the most diverse and completely memorable soundtrack I’ve ever heard in my life. This song specifically is one of my all-time favorite, being the main theme and starting music for Cowboy Bebop it sets the mood off right. Whenever I listen to this song I’m up for adventure, a thrill, and some kick-ass action. Suave, cool, charming, intelligent, clever, and incredibly inspiring are all the qualities I draw from this marvelous piece of music. Now excuse me as I put on my brown trench coat and my fedora hat and lurk into the dark wet alleyways of Manhattan in order to solve some crimes.

“Do not fear death. Death is always at your side. When you show fear, it will spring at you faster than light. If you do not show fear, it will only gently look over you…” -Cowboy Bebop

suckthejaws:

Been watching this for the last 3-4 hours. :)

Che Che!  via motifake.com , made by me as the Motifake Wit Liberation Front

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Che Chimp (via caffeineandpixels)

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You maniacs! You blew it up!

The song itself is in English.  Best I could find.

veronicles:

aberjona:

Today, I lived the dream. Planet of the Apes over coffee.

THERE IS SO MUCH RIDICULOUSNESS ON MY DASH TODAY I LOOOOOVE YOU PEOPLE.

retconpunch:

I’M BATMAN.

The Dark Kit.

margaretsix:

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margaretsix:

YAY! 217 is my name backwards and upside down! LIZ! It’s also pretty awesome that my 217th follower has the word LIZARD in his name. That’s this guy. 

So yeah. That’s all. Have a good day now. 

Cool!  Anyone who likes or loves blogs packed with lots of cool stuff ( I personally love the plethora of neat artwork) should check out margaretsix, aka Liz.

eclecticbanana:

Where else can you click on your Dashboard and see Classic Art, Comic Books, Disney Stars, videos, mp3s, cute animals, rock legends, quotes, thought provoking posts, naked people, Monsters, cartoons, LOL Cats, Bettie Page, super-heroes, tv shows, food and some really weird shit but on Tumblr?

and declarations of love for a blogging platform?

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hennypotter:internerd:wixilla:singulus:InTheArmsOfSleep 

“This is a really great shot. On live network television it lasted all of four seconds, Hardly enough to register.”

Help Save Japan’s Dolphins

Take action, Here …

It takes literally seconds to sign. Do your part.

It was very easy and quick.  I did it, and I urge anyone else reading this to sign the petition.  Dolphins are cool.

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Tetrachromats have four color receptors rather than the regular three, allowing them to see colors the rest of us can’t even dream about. Because of genetic issues, it is impossible that a male could be a tetrochromat[…]

I knew they were hiding something else besides their vaginas and ability to create life!

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thelos:

Super Punch: Jesus Fish/Ray Gun stickers (link roundup)

Awesome!  Now I just need a metal one for my car!

tomgrom:

Something about this Dan Kenneally art project really does it for me.  It’s abstract, yet familiar.  It’s abiliar!  It’s fun, yet art.  It’s, uh, never mind.

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I would try this at my next dinner party, but I don’t think it would go over as well.

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Yep, it’s true!

I love my followers, and I follow back a growing number of them.  I find that sometimes, someone will follow me, reblog what I’ve posted or reblogged, and I’ll see notice of it in my dashboard, and go check out what they’re up to, only to get sucked into reading pages upon pages of their blog.  I fear that I will end up following back everyone who follows me, and I will spend much of my waking hours just on Tumblr.

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samuraifrog:

eclecticbanana:

“What no Gamera Haiku?”

Gamera seems more like a limerick fella.

I think you’re right!

Okay, that almost seemed like a challenge.  Hence,

There once was a turtle named Gamera
who was filmed by the cinema camera,
and all of Japan
thought that he was the man,
even though he could be quite a ham-era.

by Tu Fu (translated by Witter Bynner) - via about.com

Though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure;
And spring comes green again to trees and grasses
Where petals have been shed like tears
And lonely birds have sung their grief.
…After the war-fires of three months,
One message from home is worth a ton of gold.
…I stroke my white hair. It has grown too thin
To hold the hairpins any more.

llbwwb:

LMAO. I was searching for a pretty picture and found this. I can only imagine the caption,some of you will write under it :))

Theodore had, as of late, been subjecting himself to some scrutiny.  Ever since Ethel had broken off their engagement, he had grown increasingly despondent.  Though saddened by this turn his life had taken, he wished only to find solace, meaning, or resolution.  Religion held no answers for him, as he had long ago concluded there was no higher power.  He sought resonance in literature, dragging out old favorites, previously unexplored works, and classics.  When he had finished rereading Hamlet, he contemplated suicide.  It seemed to offer, at the least, an end to things.  For weeks, he struggled with the idea philosophically, hypothetically, and ethically.  He wished to avoid pain, so guns and knives were ruled out.  Poison seemed sure and fast, but he’d heard one too many stories of it going wrong, and the would-be suicide who ended up an invalid, paralyzed and prolonged.  Hanging had the same problems.  In the end, he decided that gas might be quick and painless, so he curled up in a large stewpot and fell asleep, hoping to be put in the oven by a servant and never have to wake up.  Alas, Theodore had no practical experience with cooking, and was misinformed as to how stoves and cooking worked.  It was thus that he was discovered by Lillian, the pretty new cook.  As he opened his eyes and beheld her beauty, his despair over losing Ethel seemed to leave him, to be replaced by a reawakening of all of his bodily hungers.  She smiled at him and said, “What are you doing in there?”  His mind worked quickly, seeking any excuse to be in her company for a spell, so he tried to look as helpless as possible and said, “I can haz cheeseburger?”

margaretsix:

by Coby Whitmore.

From here.

rrrick:

Histoire de l’Oeil

I always thought she went downhill from True Blue onwards, but her early stuff is good dance pop.

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