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Fandom and Antiques. Mostly fandom.
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Part-time used book dealer. Theater costume designer/shop assistant. I like a lot of stuff.

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montypla:

"Just trim the top and bangs, cut the sid-"
"SHORYUKEN"

montypla:

"Just trim the top and bangs, cut the sid-"

"SHORYUKEN"

I NEED A FAVOR FROM YOU PEOPLE

astralsilence:

I’m studying arts and I’m supposed to present my panting project tomorrow (just what the project’s gonna be all about, not the finished paintings but reference pictures only). I had been thinking about what it would be about during the past month. The idea finally came across to me yesterday as I was walking down the street and saw this house that had a huge window right up front, so it was like a big cabinet. It was an old lady’s house and she was there doing some measures for some knitting pattern. The lightning in there was cool, it was seriously like a theater situation. So armed myself with some courage and knocked on her door and explained my whole story and asked her to allow me to take photos of her house (without her cause there can’t be any human figures on the paintings). To my surprise she was delighted! I finished my project gloriously with the idea of portraying a private closed space, I wanted to produce some kind of peeping feeling into someone else’s life. I saved the project and deleted the photos cause the camera wasn’t mine. GUESS WHAT. MY COMPUTER DIED. I’ve had that computer for five fucking years. MY STOOGES BSIDES WERE ALL THERE, ALMOST 200 GB OF MUSIC. MY PHOTOS FOR THE BLOG. E V E R Y T H I N G. AND THE PROJECT.

So fuck it, I can be able to save the hardware eventually, I won’t whine on that, I am a possitive motherfucker in regards to that. BUT MY PROJECT WAS DUE TO TOMORROW. I am completely and utterly fucked. I can’t get another camera right now for reasons. So what I wanted to ask you is if you could kindly send me pictures (through tumblr it can be done via submission, anyway my email is streetandbabeshadow@gmail.com) of your house, your bedroom, some nice detail of any spot of the places were you live (interior). I can keep this peeping tom concept still, like painting places where people sleep, places where people spends most of their time, it would be interesting, but I don’t have a camera and I don’t wanna steal any photos. PLEASE HELP! 

(I will of course upload the paintings when done and will mail it you if you’d want to, I have been saying I wanna mail stuff to tumblr people for such a long time, it would be a nice opportunity)

Let me tell you about this Bruce Springsteen concert I went to last Thursday.

First, I feel like I need to explain how much I love the Boss and how he fits into my life. My parents have always liked him, so he’s been there since the beginning, though not to the extent of the Beatles, Everly Brothers, Bill Munroe, Billie Holiday, etc. But he was there, mostly stuck in 1984. We pretty much just listened to Born in the USA when I was growing up, with the exception of “Born to Run”. Late in high school and in college I started listening to other albums. I was a real sad bastard when I was 15 and listened to “Atlantic City” a lot. In college I picked up a pristine LP of Nebraska at the Beloit Public Library sale. On the weekends my friend Kate and I would usurp the computer when our friends would get too drunk and blast “Rosalita”, singing at the top of our lungs. So, basically, Bruce has been with me as long as I can remember, slowly influencing and reinforcing my political ideologies, shaping the way I view the world through his blue collar ballads and covers of Guthrie and Seeger tunes. His music makes me feel alive and like I can actually change the whole world. The Clash is the only other group that really makes me feel that way, but even that isn’t quite the same.

So, there’s all that and then I get a hold of two pit tickets (they all got bought up by scalpers the minute they went on sale) the Saturday before the show from someone on ebay who was unloading his last pair for about $60 below face value each. My fellow Boss enthusiast Hilary and I managed to get in the front pit via this crazy lottery system at Bridgestone Arena, despite neither one of us knowing what the fuck we were doing. Somehow we ended up like two or three people back from the front of the stage.

The show itself was goddamn incredible. 29 songs over 3+ hours featuring all sorts of great stuff including covers of “Burning Love” and “Satisfaction” and some amazing, funky, in-your-face guitar playing by Tom Morello. I’ll pause here to mention that I was a huge Rage Against the Machine fan when I was 13. I bought Battle of Los Angeles when it came out pretty much apropos of nothing and I still kind of love it. So when I heard that Morello was part of E Street for this tour I flipped my shit. Watching him play with Bruce is so fucking great because he looks so psyched to be there, like a teenager playing with one of his idols, despite having done it for a couple years now. Plus he looks like a huge nerd pogoing around with his guitar hiked up above his belt. It’s really adorable.

After a redonkulous encore in which he played “Born in the USA”, “Born to Run”, “Dancing in the Dark”, and “Tenth Avenue Freeze Out” all back to back, he did an acoustic version of “Thunder Road” (see the video above) and I fucking cried.

All in all, even if you only kind of like Bruce Springsteen, see him live. You get your money’s worth. If you’re a big Springsteen fan, it might be the best thing you’ll ever experience.

Anonymous asked:
Why does Chris Evans always grab his left boob when he laughs?

officialchelso:

Hello, anon, and thank you for the question.

This topic has been studied by researchers for years. There are three prevailing theories that I will relay to you now.

1. It keeps him on the ground.

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You may notice in the gif above that Chris’ leg starts to rise as he laughs, possibly a precursor to his entire body undergoing a sort of lift off due to his joy. Chris then employs his upper body strength to force himself to obey the laws of gravity.

2. To check on his physique.

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As you may be aware, anon, it takes a lot of hard work to maintain a superhero body. Chris is concerned that in the time he has spent sitting down, sans working out or eating, he has lost muscle mass. Understandably, he feels the need to make sure that he is still a specimen.

3. Object permanence.

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Object permanence is a term applied to the understanding that an object still exists even when you cannot see it. Chris closes his eyes when he laughs, making him unable to see that he has not disappeared. By grabbing his left boob, Chris knows that he has not somehow ceased to exist.

I hope this helps.

The promised land.

The promised land.

theshoutfactory:

Joel and the Bots from the new Wired oral history.
wired.com/2014/04/mst3k-oral-history/

theshoutfactory:

Joel and the Bots from the new Wired oral history.

wired.com/2014/04/mst3k-oral-history/

kaylahraquel:

The Supremes c. 1960s (via)

My favorite girl group ever.

superblackmarket:

Bruce Springsteen

superblackmarket:

Bruce Springsteen

rubdown:

CHRIS EVANS LAUGHING ALONE WITH PIZZA

rubdown:

CHRIS EVANS LAUGHING ALONE WITH PIZZA