Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog
Joss Whedon!
Neil Patrick Harris! Nathan Fillion! Felicia Day!
OMFG1!
Mumblecore
The sound of a flight of stairs falling down a flight of stairs
Oh so sad.
“ E intanto per vedere gente che ha ancora gayna di fare cose assieme senza che ci sia di mezzo un profilo bisogna tirare in ballo i boyscout porca/la.madonna. A chi importa di come la pensi della musica che ascolti, di quella che fai, di quella che vorresti sentire, del paese in cui vorresti vivere?. La gente si stringe i fianchi e si unisce solo in nome della paura, delle tasse, degli immigrati, di diventare povera, di dover cominciare davvero a pedalare. “Alle ultime manifestazioni fuori dalla fabbrica c’erano più bandiere della Lega che quelle dei sindacati (cit.)
Johnny Mox
“
Richard Corey
Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.
And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
“Good-morning,” and he glittered when he walked.
And he was rich—yes, richer than a king,
And admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine, we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.
So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head.
Edwin Arlington Robinson
The $3 Trillion Shopping Spree (spend, spend, spend!)
Crocheted Adipose baby!
(via crafty_tardis)