July 2012
35 posts
Spidey and Poodle (a true story from today)
Kid (looking at my Pride Week ad on the counter, featuring a kissing Spider-Man and Deadpool): Ew. Weird. Why are there two boys kissing?
His mom: What?
Kid: Spider-Man and that other guy. They're kissing!
Mom: So?
Kid: That's weird.
Mom: It's not weird. Maybe they like each other, so they're kissing. Who cares if they're boys?
Kid: Oh.
Me: :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D
Hillary Clinton on what designers she wears:
Interviewer: Okay. Which designers do you prefer?
Hillary Clinton: What designers of clothes?
Interviewer: Yes.
Hillary Clinton: Would you ever ask a man that question?
Interviewer: Probably not. Probably not.
“Unfortunately, for all of their inspiring morality, nowhere in the Gospels is...”
– Marilyn Manson
Guardian to Susan Sarandon
Do you have any life tips?
I've done everything wrong so there's really no explanation as to why I'm still around. I work with a lot of new directors – half the time they are not that great but you never know until you try. I've taken movies that people told me I shouldn't, I've taken years off to have children, I've been outspoken politically, and here I am. So I'm the last person you should ask. I'm here because all my plans failed.
“We prefer to do things comfortably. But I don’t want comfort… I want poetry. I...”
– Aldous Huxley
Robert Schaller on handmade film emulsion →
“They sit for hours on the ‘cafés’ warming their precious behinds, and talk...”
– ~
Frida Kahlo, in a letter to her lover, the photographer Nickolas Muray, expressing her disdain for the members of the art scene in Paris.
Frida Kahlo, Paris, France letter to Nickolas Muray, New York, N.Y.
(via abigailjayneoldroyd)
—Reminds me of my days in Berkeley. ~Nobody
(via...
[me talking on the phone in Spanish]
White woman standing near me: God, don't people speak English in this country anymore?
Me: Yes, and fuck off.
