#post 800

[renaissanceofthearts]

[ROBIN]

[jackwatchessu]

Terrified local father queries magical son’s newest mutation

Strains viably as he assures small son that Cat Finger is cool and not at all traumatising

[marxsound]

post number 800

you know that western tonal harmony is a dead end(and bebop, too) but from a fractal perspective even a “dead end” can have infinite lenth

[stelena-captainswan-love]

Post 800!

My 800th post goes out to my followers, especiallly those who like/reblog the things I post!

Happy Friday! Love you! =) haha

[obby98]

oh ya post number 800.

[theshadowscloak]

POST NUMBER 800

So, here we are, post 800, with 82 followers! 

Been one busy guy over here with college and whatnot, and I am proud to say that I got into the University of Connecticut as a transfer student for this upcoming Spring semester! I'm about 95% sure I am going to do it and transfer, but that 5%.. a mix of "oh god, I gotta make new friends" and will I even get in the classes I need?! is holding me back... at least for now. I'll make my choice within the next day or two. Ohhh decisions, decisions. 

Anywho, Winter breaks coming up so have y'all a fantastic christmas season and I hope everyone had a turkey filled thanksgiving! (By the way, those birds are HUGE wild. I tried to catch one once with my bare hands.. didn't work out well as I got the turkey cornered and then it flew up into a tree. That said, 40+ pound birds flying are just unworldly to see in person.)

So until post 900, enjoy yourselves!

~the Shadows Cloak

[confessionsofabachelor]

A Camera, 2 Kayla's, Sydney, and Riley.

I won’t be mad if you skim over this…this one’s for me.  I even inserted a break for you because I’m nice and shit. Last night I was sitting on the couch when a wave of loneliness hit.  I had been struggling to write all day although I had already composed several ideas, but saved them for a later date because I didn’t feel they fit with the mood of what I was reading all day.  So, I was sitting there looking outside wondering if this is all a part of the plan.  Wondering if I’m on the right course.  Wondering if somewhere out there she was saying the same thing…. I wrote a quick blog and decided I should not sit at home.  I hadn’t been out since my birthday and hadn’t been to the brewery a few since before then.  I enjoy going by myself, I rarely, if ever, ask anyone to meet me up there anymore because it never happens and that’s okay.  When I get out of the Rav I notice a couple pretty girls sitting outside, but my attention is more focused on the increasing cloud cover hoping it doesn’t rain on my parade.  I walk inside and see my usual seat near the end of the bar is available.  Before I sit down Kayla walks up and gives me a hug having not seen me in awhile.  ”I’ll be back to gossip” her eyes light up as she runs off to check on her table.  Sydney, my usual bartender who probably makes the best lemon drop martini in the city, tossed a coaster down and says “V-6 or One Hopper…or are you feeling like a martini?”  ”One Hopper” I say as I sit my phone down on the bar.  Before I can taste my beer Camera plops down beside me and exclaims “I’m 21 now BITCH!  I get off in an hour so you’re not leaving until I can have a beer with you.”  She runs off and Sydney looks at me and goes “she’s going to show you like 5 thousand pictures just so you know.”  Before I can say anything she goes “speaking of pictures, did I tell you I moved in with Steven?”  She then grabs her phone and proceeds to show me 5 thousand pictures of her new place.  ”Brad, I’ve never had my own dishwasher…and a garage!”  The place gets busier and I settle into my beer and the baseball game.  The guy two seats down was on a date and as soon as his date excused herself he leans over and goes “excuse me sir, I couldn’t help but notice you seem to know everyone, do you work here?”  ”No I don’t” I say as I smile and nod before returning back to the game.  Within seconds I feel the tingle of fingers on my back and before I can turn around Riley is leaning up against the bar next to me. “You know I think us being friends was a good life choice, but following you on Facebook was probably the best decision I’ve made in awhile.”   Out of all these girls Riley is probably the most mature, an old soul if you will, and makes me very angry that we are so far apart in age. She is excellent at giving me attention by NOT paying me attention, or at least in small doses.  Take notes ladies, that drives me wild.   About the time Sydney pours me my second beer, I notice my friend Chad leaving with his parents.  ”Chad!” I exclaim while walking up to shake his hand and quickly visit with his parents.  I always get a crack out of seeing people I know there and talk about the brewery…I should probably fucking buy stock in the place.  As soon as they leave I go back to seat while Camera smirks “oh how sweet did you get to meet the parents?”  I actually laughed at the joke because well…it’s rare when she’s funny and that was a pretty good one.  About 10 minutes Kayla returns and shows me her engagement ring.  ”It’s pretty” I say while making it sparkle and glisten.  I’ve always been very protective and partial of Kayla so I’ve been struggling with the idea of her getting married so young.  ”I’m off soon I’ll be back” she says while Camera sits down next to me and begins to fold silverware.  ”Buy me a beer bitch” she says as I point to Sydney and signal her to put it on my tab.  ”Check out my new ID fucker” she says while slamming it on the table.  ”Now look at my old one, you would so be arrested if we were friends in the old picture.”  Just then her phone rings and she vanishes for a moment.  Kayla returns and tells me “I know you think I’m young but women are different you know…you get better with age, we don’t.  We want to marry young.”  She makes constant eye contact so I can’t argue her point because she is right.  Just then Camera returns and puts a pair of jeans on the bar.  ”Why the fuck do you have a pair of kids jeans?” I blurt out while trying to swallow my beer.   “Whatever” she says while pointing to her phone so I can see her in her beautiful birthday dress.  ”Very nice, I had no idea orange was your color.”  ”Sure is, I gotta go home, my lover grows jealous…blahhhh” she says while giving me a hug goodbye.  I signal Sydney to tab me out and when I pulled out my wallet the other Kayla is standing there with her salad bowl to my face.  ”Smell this” she says.  ”The shrimp doesn’t smell right, or it’s the chicken” she goes on while shoving a decent amount in her mouth.  ”You should quit eating it then my dear, but if it’s bad it’s probably too late.”  ”By the way, those red loafers you’re wearing tonight…they fucking rock” I say while handing Sydney my card.  I never look at my receipts, I find it insulting.  My final tab had 3 beers on it, 2 for me, and 1 for Camera.  $2.28 was my total to which I signed my name to a total of $12.28 because it was totally worth it.  I tell Sydney goodbye and proceed to give Kayla a hug.  The same way I hugged her when I walked in.  That “it’s good to see you friend” hug.  Riley tells me to not cut my hair as I hug her goodbye and I make my way out the door.  I never feel alone after leaving there with all of them.  I never feel like I’ll never find it and I never question the timing of my situation.  I’m just happy to have people that truly know me.   People that enjoy being around me…and it never hurts that they beautiful.

[magdakorber]

E se o mundo acabar amanhã

Sinceramente eu não me importo, dependendo de como for pode me ser bem conveniente. Apesar de julgar que tenho muitas coisas para fazer na vida e contando meus fracassos acho que tive uma vida plena em linhas gerais, de acordo com aquilo que eu importante para se aproveitar ou se experimentar da vida acho que passei por tudo, sei que parece arrogância minha, mas não me culpem pela minha auto-satisfação. Acho que até ficaria frustrada se o mundo, novamente, não acabasse, é tantos "fins do mundo" que passamos que chega a perder a graça... E quem pode provar que o fim do mundo é o pior? Ninguém nunca passou por um. Se bem que todos os dias é o "fim do mundo" para alguém, ou pelo menos desse mundo, ou pelo menos o fim da vida. Engraçado que ninguém parece se preocupar muito com isso, como se não fosse acontecer. Imagine a pessoa toda angustiada com 21/12/12, mas acaba morrendo em plana tarde do dia 20. Quem aqui tem se preocupado em viver cada dia como o ultimo? Quem aqui tem cumprido a lista de "coisas para fazer antes de morrer"? Eu admito que não completamente, mas tento, não com muito afinco. Por ultimo eu só queria agradecer a vida, caso eu não tenha oportunidade fazer isso novamente, agradecer por tudo que vivi, que conheci, que aproveitei e as pessoas com que estive. Agora se o mundo acabar amanhã... Acabou…