“#20: This doesn’t seem like a silly photo to you.”
While using a *super duper glue gun* to repair a chair’s loose arm rest, the dang gun got clogged. So like any other DIY genius, I peered into the gun’s eyes with great determination to unclog it … When lo and behold the gun went off and shot some major glue into my eyes! My knee jerk reaction to place hands over my eyes only made matters worse as my hands got stuck to my head. Dialed 911 with my toes and to this day I will never live down the nickname “Ole Glue Eyes.
Quora: What’s Your Go-To Story?
So much goodness on one page.
Not many people know this, but I was on FRIDAY NIGHT LIGHTS! (My character was cut for being too annoying…) Anyway, here are some of my scenes. So fun to work with CONNIE BRITTON!
Dying.
So glad you found your lip glosses.
Happy birthday @meesha_el! Hey @macklemore come pop tags with us at Unicorn! (at Unicorn)
Trail run with the monster. Discovery Park is a gem. #Seattle (at Discovery Park)
West is the only artist today capable of inspiring such comparisons, much as he’s the only artist today capable of inspiring ramblingly speculative think-pieces by virtue of a two-word tweet. And therein, perhaps, lies the point: No matter what June Eighteen ends up being, it’s already provided its own dark twisted fantasy, the promise of music we’ve yet to imagine.
The Anticipation for Kanye West’s New Album is Insane-And Totally Justified
This article is full of so much goodness: “The effect is breathtaking, an entire track stopping for an instant to open into some yawning chasm of beauty, like the bridge of “God Only Knows” or the last verse of “A Day in the Life” except not really like either of those things, at all. It is a moment that is unmistakably and purely Kanye West, while not “of” him in the slightest: The verse is Raekwon’s, the backdrop all session players and Pro Tools, and yet there remains a powerful organic feel wrought by West’s own musical vision.”
COME ON JUNE
A correspondent for Jimmy Kimmel asked Coachella goers about bands that don’t exist, and I for one am so pumped for Get The Fuck Out Of My Pool. They put on a great show.
Excellent.
I love Coochella and The Chelsea Clintons!
“Did you know that Coachella is actually the American Indian word for ‘dumb white guy’?”
<Sorry, still catching up on my internets>
Source: joeydeangelis
Today = not so bad. @thebimstagram (at Sea Ranch)
A wise woman once said.
<Now moving on to vacation backlog on our DVR>
Everything is moving so fast, so I’m not sure how to explain what’s happening. I recently half-seriously told someone I want to be an “internet caterpillar” when I get back, not an internet butterfly. But I feel like the metamorphosis is happening without my consent. I guess I should get some sleep.
Catching up on vacation backlog.
yum
Source: SoundCloud / Interscope Records
Team Iceland @thisisvince @katefetty @minelq
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PNW exploring,
TX daydreaming
Dallas > Austin > Seattle. Relevant to my interests: pretty things, neat places, internet nonsense, cute puppies, smart tech, superlatives, mother nature, any and all music. 