Some lowkey domestic sheith :)

But you know what? Props to them. This is exactly what Blockbuster didn’t do. At no point was Blockbuster like “Hey, movie rentals aren’t the lucrative enterprise they once were. Perhaps it’s time we become known for our cheesy garlic bread.”

Adapt or die, people.

Ghost: Guess I’ll have to change my tactics.

Same place, different day.

Azigen !

Me: A TWIST I DID NOT EXPECT

“We had dorm rooms next to each other freshman year.  We mainly just played a lot of board games: Risk, Scrabble, Scattergories, a Trivial Pursuit game from the 1980’s, which everyone sucked at.  But we became best friends, and the next year decided to get a house together.  That’s when things started to get tense.  We began sitting closer together.  We were touching more.  We’d play with each other’s hands.  Never holding hands, but playing with hands.  And we’d even fall asleep in the same bed together.  There was a time that she told me goodnight, and I swear I felt her brush my lips, but by the time I opened my eyes she was out of the room.  Neither of us had ever dated a woman.  And I was terrified to try anything.  We were such good friends.  There was always this fear that if I voiced the desire, it would ruin our friendship.  But one night we were out for drinks at a hotel where Al Capone used to stay.  I was feeling pretty drunk, so I leaned over and said: ‘Sometimes I feel like I want to kiss you.’  And she replied: ‘Sometimes I do too.’  I didn’t say a thing.  I wasn’t even sure that I’d heard her correctly.  I just kept thinking: ‘Oh my God, it’s happening.  It’s happening.’  Then once we finished our drinks, and started walking home, I stopped her in front of a bridge.  I said: ‘Shall we do it here?’  It was December 12th, 2002.  And even though we got married five years ago, that’s the day we celebrate as our anniversary.”

“My great, great grandmother was a vaudeville dancer.  Her husband would do the backstage work.  And that’s what every man in my family has done since.  My grandfather was the head of the NBC electric shop.  My father was a carpenter for Ed Sullivan.  My uncle was lead carpenter for All My Children.  And anything you see on CNN, me and my team put together.  It’s something different every day.  My favorite part of the job is the emails I get from producers and directors, thanking me for a job well done.  Recently they were doing a story on the chicken tax for CNN Money, so I brought in my chickens from home.  That earned me an email with the subject line: ‘You’re the fucking man.’  Once I know somebody’s happy, I move on to the next show.  If the audience doesn’t think about my work, then I’ve done my job correctly.  Years ago I was working at the opera and we were putting on a performance of Figaro.  One of the buildings collapsed during the storm scene.  Wasn’t supposed to happen.  The whole thing came down right as the curtain was closing.  Almost hit the lead singer.  Luckily the audience thought it was planned.  The critic for the New York Times said it was the best storm scene he’s ever seen on stage.”

Towards the Mighty Mountains of Peru by Max Rive

Dogwood in Fog by Jeanine Leech

Boophis? Fucking boophis?

if any song called for a wlw version

This baby Mozambique rain frog [Breviceps mossambicus] was found and phtoographed near the Vis-Agier resort in Sodwana Bay, South Africa. These frogs require no water source to reproduce, instead laying eggs underground which then hatch by direct development into tiny frogs like the one you see above. These frogs inhabit a wide range of central and southern Africa, and are most commonly found after brief periods of rain. Images by Vis-Agie Resort on Facebook.

 to realize she was the suspicious individual

klaus hargreeves, 1x05

Yeah