Post by Professor Pancakes on Aug 3, 2013 2:26:44 GMT -5
I just found out that Deaheaven's Sunbather has 7 tracks, which means that the album I have been listening to (and loving) via Google Music is 3 tracks short. While this initially irritated me, I now realize that there is even more to this amazing album that I haven't heard yet. I feel like I opened my Christmas presents and played with them for a while, then realized there are more behind the tree that I didn't know about.
I'm posting this here because when it happened I busted up laughing and now I'm tipsy:
I was at a red light on my bike ride home from twerk today and as I went to pedal I heard something break and all of a sudden I didn't have a crank anymore. Just one pedal, the other's stem had broken cleanly in half.
So fucking silly. Not excited to buy a new one but at least it didn't happen in moving traffic. There's a picture on my FB for interested parties, too lazy to upload from my phone.
Post by Horned Fuckin' Gramma on Aug 10, 2013 8:31:03 GMT -5
I have studded a corncob (this is a corncob of the most standard size) with the average kind of rhinestones, but meanwhile truthfully these are the kind of general rhinestones such as a young man (or woman!) might find in a craft store or vendor, and whereas these particular gems are of low quality how they manage to glisten with such a pleasing catch of the eye in spite of the fact that the corncob which I have mentioned previously has been jammed up the crevice of my bum for some several hours, don't you know about that friends?
Post by Goldbeard the Weezard on Aug 21, 2013 21:46:31 GMT -5
I don't know if this counts as a smile post, but it doesn't make me want to kick rocks. My Mama is really sad, we are burying my Uncle Martin tomorrow. She has started putting up old photos around the house and I hug her often and get her flowers. It is difficult not being able to attend the funeral in Germany. It makes me think about him as well. He was a really good man. Very loving, soft spoken, happy and kind. He loved bicycles and beer. However, it always get me thinking about losing the ones I love, which is my second greatest fear (my greatest is leaving my loved ones behind). I really love the vast majority of the people in my life, boarders, friends, family, random strangers, and so on. To me we live in love. Sometimes when we have difficult moments and losses in our life, we sit and reflect in silence and in pain however we are still feeling love. Holding on to memories that seem so distant yet are so near and burn so brightly in our hearts. I believe that those who were there to experience those eternal moments, will forever live within you. We carry the love of others within us and each moment, embrace, kiss, "I love you", and so on lives and carries on in the love we choose to express within our life, in the daily actions we take and in the love we give to others. We are all the end result of thousands upon thousands of years of love, our own existence, our bodies, our matter, our energy is inherited from others whether they are stars, plants, animals or the dirt. Love molds us and shapes us and it hurts when people we love are no longer be there, and it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, but it hurts because it meant something. Something so dear, but they are never gone, they are you and you are them and the love you learn and the love you give lives on beyond your life, beyond your death, until in the end of the universe and the end of our species. I don't know if anything comes after this, I am inclined to believe there is nothing, but I take solace in the fact that I am giving as much love as I can, but when my time comes I will be ready, I know it, I know it, I know it, because adventures don't last forever, and every end leads to a new beginning.