Fedoras;

Go die.

rabioheab:

*moshes to casimir pulaski day by sufjan stevens*

I don’t usually reblog other peoples’ funny posts, but when I do it’s about dancing like a punk to acoustic songs about cancer.

(via westayedinthewater)

tmbgareok:

I drew this forever ago, enjoy.

thegetty:

“The artist’s head, his face showing signs of illness and fixed with an impassive expression, appears to be floating above his hand as it grips a skull-topped cane, a symbol of his impending death. The simple composition (with elements protruding from a tomb-like darkness) and brutal honesty of the work make this photograph one of Mapplethorpe’s greatest achievements.”

Curator Paul Martineau reflecting on Mapplethorpe for Day Without Art, held every year on December 1 to raise awareness about the devastating impact of AIDS on our cultural life.

Self-Portrait, 1988, Robert Mapplethorpe. Platinum print, 23 1/8 x 19 in. Jointly acquired by The J. Paul Getty Trust and the Los Angeles County Museum of Art. Partial gift of The Robert Mapplethorpe Foundation; partial purchase with funds provided by The J. Paul Getty Trust and the David Geffen Foundation. © Robert Mapplethorpe Foundation

so far, so good. 

from the actual verified Twitter feed of former baseball player and alleged steroid user Jose Canseco. 

WTF JOSE CANSECO?!?!?!?

My old friend Hayden who I haven’t seen in like a decade is writing this new comic. It’s funny. You should read it. Then watch Oliver. Then check Facebook. 

mannymouse:

Manny Mouse #1

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Some lines of verse from the inimitable Jonathan Mann, the associated song & video, and a picture he just posted with a caption alluding the song. He’s such a good songwriter, and given his “Song A Day” project, naturally prolific in volume and breadth of subject manner. I had the pleasure of watching him work in the summer of ‘11 and even added a keyboard line or two to a few songs as well as some of my characteristically bad singing. (see the link in this blog’s description)

Everybody dies alone,

But the consequences of this might slightly overblown—

Modern science doesn’t know, and religion just forget it,

No one knows where you go when breathe your final breath. It means:

No one knows where you go,

Could be a big empty room

OR A LOUD CROWDED ROCK SHOW!!!!

You die alone, oh yes

But a second after that is anybody’s guess…..

I hate being alone

I hate being alone

I hate being alone

Oh, I hate bein’ alone.

jonathanmann:

Everybody Dies Alone http://instagr.am/p/JcaD7IkGlv/

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