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| gatsby: | hey i just met you |
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| gatsby: | and this is crazy |
| gatsby: | but i'm going to spend most of my life and wealth in an attempt to pursue you for your stunning vapidness and the warped image of yourself created in my mind as a precursor to my eventual fall |
| gatsby: | so call me maybe |
Supercut of the Day: It really was inevitable:
You weren’t asking for this, but now it’s in your way: Our “Call Me Maybe” supercut video, featuring 75 of the most viral covers, lip dubs, dance numbers and artistic reinterpretations of the Carly Rae Jepsen jam that [Popdust] just dubbed the best song of 2012′s first half. If you thought the song was intoxicating before, just wait till you see it performed on accordian, lip synched by three shirtless dudes in a river, and danced to by an overzealous girl alone in a closed Burger King.
Can we all take a moment and appreciate that this video seems to indicate that the internet has gained sentience and realized how ridiculous it truly is?
Also, yeah. Great supercut!
We grew up with the Internet and on the Internet. This is what makes us different; this is what makes the crucial, although surprising from your point of view, difference: we do not ‘surf’ and the internet to us is not a ‘place’ or ‘virtual space’. The Internet to us is not something external to reality but a part of it: an invisible yet constantly present layer intertwined with the physical environment. We do not use the Internet, we live on the Internet and along it. If we were to tell our bildnungsroman to you, the analog, we could say there was a natural Internet aspect to every single experience that has shaped us. We made friends and enemies online, we prepared cribs for tests online, we planned parties and studying sessions online, we fell in love and broke up online. The Web to us is not a technology which we had to learn and which we managed to get a grip of. The Web is a process, happening continuously and continuously transforming before our eyes; with us and through us. Technologies appear and then dissolve in the peripheries, websites are built, they bloom and then pass away, but the Web continues, because we are the Web; we, communicating with one another in a way that comes naturally to us, more intense and more efficient than ever before in the history of mankind.
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Is it horrible that I’m a bit sad House ended before this crossover could take place?
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Over the last few years, my dad has restored a 68 Chevelle SS. This thing was rusting in the middle of a field when he found it, mice building a nest in the seat, and over the course of several years, he got it running again. And since he was a mechanic for years, he spent ages tinkering with the transmission and engine to get this car to go ridiculously fast. Like, this thing can outspeed our neighbor’s Ducati bike.
Originally he was going to paint it seafoam green, because that was the factory color. Thankfully, he watches Supernatural, and ended up painting it a very sleek black in homage to the Impala.
It’s a cool car.
He drives it to pick me up from work, I get in the car, and “Carry on my Wayward Son” comes on the radio the moment I click my seatbelt. He gets this look on his face, cranks the radio, gives me a grin, and peels out of the parking lot at top speed, skidding around the corner, and hitting the open road at 100mph. I look out the window, hair whipping all over the place, and we’ve left at least 20 feet of burnt rubber on the blacktop behind us.
He gives this absolutely gleeful cackle, like, for a moment I could picture exactly what my dad was like when he was my age.
“I’m Dean Winchester!”
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6Shit Geeky Girls Say by TheToriaShow
This is all me. Love it! Also the bloopers & extras are awesome.
We can’t begin to remember how we forgot there is no shelter in the womb. The heart forms long before the ribcage. My mother swore she could feel me kicking weeks before my feet formed. That’s how hard my heart beat — and it still does. They say the womb is where we learn love is knowing the cord that feeds you could at any moment wrap around your neck. I hold my breath for the entire 56 seconds it takes her to walk to the window to stare at the road to tell me she has nothing left to tell me, we are done, carrying our level heads in our tornado chests.
“Prism,” by Andrea Gibson
3 days ago - 1
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No, I haven’t!
Had to turn to Google, who says it’s a Half-Life: Episode 2 mod by the same team who made Dear Esther and are working on Amnesia: A Machine for Pigs. And that is just too many awesome games in one sentence for me to NOT be pumped at finding out this exists. I am defintiely adding this to the “to play” list!
EDIT: OHMAN. Korsakoff’s syndrome!? My inner psychology major just bumped this to the top of the queue. THANK YOU FOR TELLING ME THIS IS A THING! :D
4 days ago - 1
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So the power went out last night, and I went to grab the lantern-flashlight that I keep in the same place in my room at all times for just this occasion.
(last time the power went out it was at 9pm at night, and the basement was too cluttered and pitch-black for me to find my way over to the stairs without hurting myself, so I waited nearly ten minutes for somebody to show up with a candle and rescue me!)
I turned on the lantern, and immediately realized that THIS must be what Daniel of Mayfair feels like. It was funny for a moment, and I fetched my camera and took a picture for posterities sake.
And then I realized it was actually kind of eerie, the way the light made everything look a bit smaller and played with the shadows, so the edges of my vision seemed to blur just because I was breathing and couldn’t keep the light perfectly steady. I stepped out of my room, thoroughly on-edge.
At that exact moment the cat hissed, and I screamed.
Loudly, and with much abandon.
Not my finest moment.
5 days ago - 3
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fun. | Call Me Maybe (cover)
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6 days ago - 50321
50321 | J. K. Rowling: | I said to Arthur, my American editor - we had an interesting conversation during the editing of seven - the moment when Harry takes Draco's wand, Arthur said, God, that's the moment when the ownership of the Elder wand is actually transferred? And I said, that's right. He said, shouldn't that be a bit more dramatic? And I said, no, not at all, the reverse. I said to Arthur, I think it really puts the elaborate, grandiose plans of Dumbledore and Voldemort in their place. That actually the history of the wizarding world hinged on two teenage boys wrestling with each other. They weren't even using magic. It became an ugly little corner tussle for the possession of wands. And I really liked that - that very human moment, as opposed to these two wizards who were twitching strings and manipulating and implanting information and husbanding information and guarding information, you know? Ultimately it just came down to that, a little scuffle and fistfight in the corner and pulling a wand away. |
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| Melissa Anelli: | It says a lot about the world at large, I think, about conflict in the world, it's these little things - |
| J. K. Rowing: | And the difference one individual can make. Always, the difference one individual can make. |
