Ed + Steve 4eva.

I have 2 acres on the Bitteroot river with a small orchard and organic garden.

I would dearly love to have a bee keeper set some hives down in the pasture.

Dance, dance, dance when you feel that beat.

“I let my emotions get the best of me. I care too much, I guess. I was thinking with my lady parts. I was walking and I felt something icky! I thought there was gonna be chocolate. I don’t even reMEMber! I’m wearing a new bra, and it closes in the front, so it popped open and threw me off. I just want to have babies! Are you single?! I’m just going through a thing right now. I guess when my life is incomplete I wanna shoot someone. This would NOT happen if I had a PENIS! What? Bitches be crazy. I’m good at tolerating pain, I’m bad at math. And… I’m stupid.”

Leslie Knope of Parks and Recreation trying to convince the park ranger she shot her boss, on the basis that she’s a woman. (via thewordunheard) (via claudia) (via asie) (via apsies)

Currently the funniest show on TV. I SAID IT.

fuckyeahlost:

Todd Slater for Ben Linus
The text reads:my name is henry gale, my name is benjamin linus, my name is…
- (my name is…) Crit

I would put this on my wall.
You should buy it for me.

fuckyeahlost:

Todd Slater for Ben Linus

The text reads:
my name is henry gale, my name is benjamin linus, my name is…

- (my name is…) Crit

I would put this on my wall.

You should buy it for me.

YouTube - TheAmericanBudget’s Channel

Andy Daly for the Avett Brothers! This should be fun to follow.

leilacohan:

andrearosen:

“Sexy crossing guard” was an okay look.

Seminal. Also, is it wrong that I still make “Everybody in _” jokes?

Automatic Greenwald reblog.

jonahray:

This is like Simon And Garfunkle doing TMBG’s FLOOD!!! Thanks Mike Henry!

“When Jonathan Coulton scheduled his October 10th show at Chicago’s Park West, he didn’t know that fellow nerd-rockers They Might Be Giants were playing on the same day, at the same time, in the nearby Vic Theater. Not only that, the Giants were performing their hit 1990 album Flood in its entirety. In a tongue-in-cheek effort to make sure somebody showed up for his performace, Coulton, along with Paul and Storm, decided to perform their own take on Flood. Hightlights included absolutely no accordion (“that’s a selling point”). In nine parts on YouTube. Audiorecorded directly from the venue’s soundboard.”…

Another way I remember I’m in Montana is being reminded of amazing cultural events I have missed since leaving Chicago.

ETA: do yourself a favor and get to part eight for “Sapphire Bullets of Pure Love.”

How I Know I'm In Montana

Thursday, November 19.

An Ace Hardware employee sits smoking a pipe on a bench in front of the store.  He looks too old to be working.  Two younger gentlemen from the neighboring “outdoor sports” store walk out for their own smoke break, and at the same time holler, “WAKE UP, RUSTY!”

Inside the store, I am offered popcorn, gratis, served in one of those itemized brown paper bags used to sell nuts & bolts.

On my way out, I pass a pair of real-live cowboys.  I smile at the one with the hat, and he takes it off and smiles back.

Also, I hear they have bears here.

PROJECT: Starting one week from today (thxgvng), for every day until January 1, 2010, I will post and write about a favorite holiday song.  What form will the writing take?  I dunno. I know I suck at writing about music, so maybe it’ll be a memory, or a little fictional vignette, or just a string of “OMG OMG OMG” when I share something specially good.

Listen I don’t lie to myself and think I have any number of “readers” beyond, like, my brothers and four or five internet friends.  This is a project for me.  ‘Cause I need one. And I love CHRISTMAS.

Brought to you (all seven of you) buy my undying, childlike love of the holiday season, and YouTube, and illegal audio downloading programs, and the little baby Jesus and all his attending elves and reindeer and old ladies in sweaters and pets in Santa hats.  It’s the holiday season, em-effers. One week! Get ready!

(Please keep in mind this project will not preclude any late-night recaps of terrible/wonderful, made-for-tv Christmas movies. Just because I don’t have cable doesn’t mean I won’t find a way to partake in my second favorite holiday season artform and tell the internet all about it).