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Strange Noises for $50, Alex.
Twitter Hates Mustache-Free Nick Offerman
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A Flame-Spewing Ukulele Inspired by the Similar Guitar Played in ‘Mad Max: Fury Road’
Note to self: Dye hair pink.
See a brief history of pink hair, from Brigitte Bardot to Kate Moss on Vogue.com
Photo: Francois Pages/Paris Match via Getty Images
A Gigantic Totoro Sleeping Bag Bed
damn. I want that.
The wedding of two frogs in Nagpur, India, arranged by farmers hoping for rain. A looming drought there is manageable, but long-term changes to the monsoon might be catastrophic.
She wears a cheerio on her left hand. —Daisy
Katz’s Delicatessen
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Empire State Building at Night
My nightlight.
barbra streisand, an original hipster.
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My Drunk Kitchen: “O” Onion Rings
I was shown how fragile life was on Saturday. I saw the terror on bystanders’ faces. I saw the victims of a senseless crime. I saw lives change. I was reminded that we don’t know when or where our time on Earth will end. When or where we will breathe our last breath. For one man, it was in the middle of a busy food court on a Saturday evening. I say all the time that every moment we have to live our life is a blessing. So often I have found myself taking it for granted. Every hug from a family member. Every laugh we share with friends. Even the times of solitude are all blessings. Every second of every day is a gift. After Saturday evening, I know I truly understand how blessed I am for each second I am given. I feel like I am overreacting about what I experienced. But I can’t help but be thankful for whatever caused me to make the choices that I made that day. My mind keeps replaying what I saw over in my head. I hope the victims make a full recovery. I wish I could shake this odd feeling from my chest. The feeling that’s reminding me how blessed I am. The same feeling that made me leave the Eaton Center. The feeling that may have potentially saved my life.
Jessica Redfield was shot and killed last night at a midnight screening of ‘The Dark Knight Rises,’ along with 11 others when a gunman opened fire in a theater. The above is from her blog, written in June, after she narrowly escaped another senseless shooting at a mall in Toronto. (via newsweek)
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Why I hate public pools