Monday, October 13, 2014

fallontonight:

John Mulaney has some very articulate hecklers.

Thursday, October 9, 2014

buildabitchworkshop:

god sent us steve carell

Wednesday, October 8, 2014
anthonyking:

danagould:

Two years ago, I was performing at The Punchline in San Francisco, and Robin came to the show with our mutual friend, Dan Spencer.
This particular batch of material was the first time I had touched upon my then still-fresh divorce wounds, and big chunks of it were pretty dark. The next day, I got a text from a number I didn’t recognize. Whoever it was had obviously been to the show and knew my number, so I figured they would reveal themselves at some point and save me the embarrassment of asking who they were.
The Mystery Texter asked how I was REALLY doing. “You can’t fool me. Some of those ‘jokes’ aren’t ‘jokes.” By now I knew that whoever this was had been through what I was enduring, as no one else would know to ask, “What time of day is the hardest?”
He wanted to know how my kids were handling it, all the while assuring me that the storm, as bleak as it was, would one day pass and that I was not, as I was then convinced, a terrible father for visiting a broken home upon my children.
I am not rewriting this story in retrospect to make it dramatic. I did not know who I was texting with. Finally, my phone blipped, and I saw, in a little green square, “Okay, pal. You got my number. Call me. I’ve been there. You’re going to be okay. - Robin.”
That is what you call a human being.

I often think about how I am not this person for other people as much as I wish I was because I feel silly or nervous or some other inconsequential narcissistic insecurity. Must do better. 

anthonyking:

danagould:

Two years ago, I was performing at The Punchline in San Francisco, and Robin came to the show with our mutual friend, Dan Spencer.

This particular batch of material was the first time I had touched upon my then still-fresh divorce wounds, and big chunks of it were pretty dark. The next day, I got a text from a number I didn’t recognize. Whoever it was had obviously been to the show and knew my number, so I figured they would reveal themselves at some point and save me the embarrassment of asking who they were.

The Mystery Texter asked how I was REALLY doing. “You can’t fool me. Some of those ‘jokes’ aren’t ‘jokes.” By now I knew that whoever this was had been through what I was enduring, as no one else would know to ask, “What time of day is the hardest?”

He wanted to know how my kids were handling it, all the while assuring me that the storm, as bleak as it was, would one day pass and that I was not, as I was then convinced, a terrible father for visiting a broken home upon my children.

I am not rewriting this story in retrospect to make it dramatic. I did not know who I was texting with. Finally, my phone blipped, and I saw, in a little green square, “Okay, pal. You got my number. Call me. I’ve been there. You’re going to be okay. - Robin.”

That is what you call a human being.

I often think about how I am not this person for other people as much as I wish I was because I feel silly or nervous or some other inconsequential narcissistic insecurity. Must do better. 

chelsdamelsp:

snorlaxatives:

when people don’t realize that i’m being sarcastic 

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What on earth where do these gifs even come from

(Source: snorlaxatives)

(Source: khakiandsurplus)

ozeia:

kimcapulong:

Has Leonardi DiCaprio been beautiful his entitle life or what.

this may actually be my favourite picture of him

ozeia:

kimcapulong:

Has Leonardi DiCaprio been beautiful his entitle life or what.

this may actually be my favourite picture of him

(Source: pastel-cutie)

Baby laughing while getting shots. Rock star doctor.

(Source: videohall)

Monday, October 6, 2014

damnafricawhathappened:

When your Bath & Body Works store tells you they have three wick Winter Candy Apple and Frosted Gingerbread candles so you drive all the way to Appleton and they only have 4 oz candles

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fiakealii:

beanmom:

nospockdasgay:

redbloodedamerica:

mallninjacode:

pual1010:

brownglucose:

stunningpicture:

So proud of my mother for doing her own research after I sent her that meme. A sign she hung in her car window.

Stay woke

Is this true?

Not only is it true, it gets worse. The Susan G Komen For The Cure Foundation has actually successfully sued “competing” charities, because (paraphrasing) their “message or branding was infringing.”
You read that correctly: they took money that people had donated to cure cancer, and hired attorneys with it, to sue ANOTHER group of people trying to find a cure for cancer, who, in turn, had to us their donated money to hire their own legal counsel to defend themselves.



Yeah signal boost because not enough people know about this and seriously FUCK SUSAN G. KOMEN THEY ARE THE ACTUAL WORST

Some links…
http://thinkbeforeyoupink.org/
http://www.somethingawful.com/feature-articles/for-the-cure/
http://thestir.cafemom.com/in_the_news/132728/susan_g_komen_foundation_has
(reblogged in honor of my mother, who died of breast cancer, 11/13/97)

Disgusting

fiakealii:

beanmom:

nospockdasgay:

redbloodedamerica:

mallninjacode:

pual1010:

brownglucose:

stunningpicture:

So proud of my mother for doing her own research after I sent her that meme. A sign she hung in her car window.

Stay woke

Is this true?

Not only is it true, it gets worse. The Susan G Komen For The Cure Foundation has actually successfully sued “competing” charities, because (paraphrasing) their “message or branding was infringing.”

You read that correctly: they took money that people had donated to cure cancer, and hired attorneys with it, to sue ANOTHER group of people trying to find a cure for cancer, who, in turn, had to us their donated money to hire their own legal counsel to defend themselves.

Yeah signal boost because not enough people know about this and seriously FUCK SUSAN G. KOMEN THEY ARE THE ACTUAL WORST

Some links…

http://thinkbeforeyoupink.org/

http://www.somethingawful.com/feature-articles/for-the-cure/

http://thestir.cafemom.com/in_the_news/132728/susan_g_komen_foundation_has

(reblogged in honor of my mother, who died of breast cancer, 11/13/97)

Disgusting

Sunday, October 5, 2014
Wait for someone who tells strangers about you.

Vodka thoughts #1 (via blossomfully)

I tell everyone about you

(via socwhore)

ryanvallejo:

you gotta be jay z about life

(Source: middlechildswag)