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Xiumin - 140816 Nanjing Airport, arrival from Incheon
Credit: Let It Snow. (ëě§ęłľí ě ęľ)
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Jjong played Taeminâs Pretty Boy on Blue Night today
"Standing in the eye of the storm My eyes start to roll to the curl of your lips And the center of eclipse In total darkness I reach out and touchâ
Hello everybody
Ana: Hi i'm ana
George: Hi I'm george
Me: This is a chat
You: Maybe we're not fated to be together.
Me: Maybe.
You: ...
Me: But maybe I make my own choices. Maybe I don't give a shit about fate.
Cartoon Brew:
We are very excited to announce today the launch of Cartoon Brew Jobs, a new resource for the animation community. If youâre an employer looking to connect with a diverse community of animation professionals, or if youâre an artist searching for your dream animation job, weâre here to help.
A job search platform has been the most requested feature on Cartoon Brew for some time now. It was important for us though to not launch a job board simply because we could, but to start it when we were confident it could provide appreciable value to both job seekers and employers. Today, with the siteâs unique visitors at an all-time high and with resources at our disposal to manage the job board, we feel the timing is right.
Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.
Rumi
THIS IS an example.
Ron Pope is a musician, and if you havenât already heard his music, I can say without reservation that he writes passionately, honestly, and unapologetically. Not only is he a talented musician, but if youâve ever been to one of his shows, you can tell that he is a genuine person. He manages to remain elemental to the core reasons he began his career as a musician, yet dynamically displays his talents for the world to hear. He is kind to his fans, humble in the face of the spotlight, and has yet to turn into the fame monster that many musicians in todayâs music industry fall victim to. Seven months ago, I entered The Middle East in Boston. Blake had surprised me with tickets to a sold out Ron Pope Show for our one year anniversary. I stood, Jack and coke in hand, five rows back from a stage so small, that you couldnât do a cartwheel on it.  Only a microphone, a piano, and a stool rested on the stage. The way music should be. The opening act was Alexis Babini, a previous attendant of Berklee College of Music. He sat comfortably on stage, free of a guitar strap, with a six string acoustic resting over his right knee and a scarf draped loosely around his neck. Between songs he spoke to the audience, cracked jokes, and spent a few minutes teaching us one of his new songs so that we could sing the chorus with him. After a personal and charming performance, his set ended and he exited the stage to meet his fans by the merchandise table. It was also at this time that my Jack and coke had miraculously emptied. I made my way to the bar for one more drink, when a swarm of teenage girls, who couldnât possibly have been any older than eighteen, crowded the merch table in front of the bar. I could have sworn it was a twenty one plus show, but I would also be lying if I said that I didnât have a fake ID during my freshmen year of college. Guilty as charged. âHey, would you mind taking a picture for us?â One of girls asked asked me, while forcing a camera into my hands before I had time to answer. âIâd be delighted to.â I counted down from three, told the girls to say cheese, and returned to my Jack and coke mission after snapping two or three pictures for the star struck teens. By the time I had ordered my drink, Alexis stood alone at his table. âSo many girlsâŚThat must be tough.â I joked. âDefinitely,â he laughed. âWho are you here to see?â âRon Pope.â I answered. âRonâs great! Weâve played together for a long time. So where are you from?â âNew Hampshire.â âSo you drove all the way down here to watch him perform?â âI sure did. Itâs only about an hour away with traffic.â âThatâs dedication. How long have you been listening to Ron Popeâs music?â Alexis asked. âA while. I fell in love to Ron Pope.â âIâm intrigued. Tell me more.â This caught me off guard. It was one of those times where I had said something I wasnât even aware of. Inexplicable word vomit. I hadnât thought to say something else. I could have said two years, and ended there. I humored him regardless. Ron Pope wasnât coming out for another twenty minutes and I had always liked conversing with new people, so I told Alexis Babini my story without reservation that me might think I was absolutely crazy.