What's in My Thought Bubble?

A place for random thoughts and blurbs.

[gotinstarblog-deactivated201512]

[half-black-phillip]

I’m so mad because this worked

[britney2007spears]

help me roger

[telanu]

Reblogging myself because

Originally posted by gifs-for-the-masses

[luthienebonyx]

Reblogging myself because… what was that? Five minutes?

O_O

[riskpig]

………my friend has made me curious

[maryburgers]

help me roger

[maryburgers]

Update: after I reblogged this someone messaged me offering me tickets to the sold out Hausu screening with a Q&A and autograph session with the director

[hermes-whore-deactivated2019021]

let’s do it, roger

[spitefulreality-deactivated2015]

Roger helppppp

[curvycorinneranga]

I need you Roger!

[thaebae]

ROGER PLEASE

[babyringo-wheres-daddy-blog]

ROGER MY MAN HELP! A DUDE OUT

[gdfalksen]

ROGER DO THE THING YOU HAPPY LITTLE FISH OF LUCK!

[tarytyr]

Roger, let’s do this!

[tarytyr]

Return to Tumbland

My eyes wet with tears hit the fallen pages of a torn notebook. My heart torn asunder from the external words of others. I call for a return to Tumbland. I pour my soul, I think deep thoughts, take deep breaths, my shoes fill with rain. I fear. I reach. I pull. I caress. I wonder. I fly. I scatter. I revolve and see the past, revolve and see the future, half turn and keep my eyes on the present. I search for the path to return to Tumbland. My brain ponders literally everything. Questions are my only companions as I sit in the dim light. Answers are beyond. Answers are always beyond. I stand defiant of myself, ready to create a new self. I look forward to the blazing horizon and set sail for the sea to Tumbland.

[tarytyr]

Heat

Like the Dark Knight, they always say heat rises. I wish the heat would carry me to a room with air conditioning. You feel the the temperature permeate your poor pores at the sound of the word. What is this? Cool...:.::::::::::::;;;;;;44;;;4;;;4;;4444444444555555555555555, is a strange and beautiful number.

[tarytyr]

5am

5 is a number that’s been with me in my life for so long and it’s showed up in many aspects of my daily living. But 5AM. Damn. What a great time to witness and be a part of. Whenever there was a thunderstorm that was happening, I was up waiting til 5am so I could go to the living room and turn on the weather channel. The sun is about to grace us with its lovely presence. IT’S A TIME! EMBRACE IT! LOVE IT!

[tarytyr]

My Marble Globe

It spins and shows the vast regions of this earth I haven't dared to traverse. I wish I could find that golden pot at the end of the rainbow, make it magical and use it as a PortKey to jump to anywhere on the globe I wished.

[tarytyr]

Do You Speak Geese?

I just really want to know. They probably have some insightful thoughts about continental migration.

[tarytyr]

Cupcake Sandwich

If the world was a cupcake sandwich, the crust would be the muffin part and the clouds would be a nice vanilla frosting. Ah, vanilla banilla my nilla wafer!

[tarytyr]

Snidely Tin

I grin

You win

Don’t become tin

Chit chatty bin bin

The snakes

They rake

And bake that chocolate coconut cake

As they rattle the Saturday Night Fever Club at their clam bake.

Those bells

They tell a story of shells

Snails and pails

Never fails

I’ve always wondered,

“Does a snail with a pail who never fails eat quails”?

“Eat quails!” Larry barked.

Lost in a wild nightmare, Double A and his band of misfits go forth.

Yelling and screaming they do.

Telling and shouting and crawling and yodeling they do.

I like yodeling, I wish I could sometimes.

News to me is always the best policy, even in a dragon.

In gheist school, ahem high school I sang a song called intervali

Intervali, intervallum it went. I think it bombed.

Or not, cause I guess I still know it. Erieeeeeeeee

County. Lake. City. Citadel.

Show and tell. Doggy.

Best in show. Tantalizingly shocking and fierce ballot.

Shallots. Swiss chalet. Iodine Idaho potatoes fun trip. I.

Eye. Never shine. Nightwish. You wish. Nun.

Ninny. Nanny Mc Phee Katherine. AI5. Zero.

Escape. 999. Back to the basics.

No, shut up. Stay focused.

Lala lala lalalala

C-R-A-Z-Y. 따라 해

Multilingual.

Bilingual.

Really long.

But no that short.

Can you come over Mr. Krabs?

Bap the patty do, like a chaised madrigal.

Happy to have 50.

But this is only line 41?

We’re almost there.

We’re almost done.

Come over here hun to my honey bun.

Sweet like sugar, the molasses man slowly approaches.

Encroaches and is perched behind a glass window.

BOOYAH! I WON A MILLION SMACKAROON MACAROONS!

This tribe will self destruct in 3-2-1.

Weeeeehhh oooh loleee looleee aaha ee hey lolee lolee laah.

I am snidely tinned at my discoveries. Happy reading!

[tarytyr]

Back from Hiatus

Funny things Hiati, they just come and go. Most of them end up leaving fan boys and fan girls feeling distraught. Other times you can get too much of something and you wish it went on hiatus or at least took a break. I'm not a fan of distraught or overwhelming so I choose to be a happy medium. Wait was I on hiatus? I don't even know anymore. More things to come though!

[tarytyr]

The Wind

Wind chills, cools the soul. I float on the wind, smelling the sweet smells of honey smoked bacon. Mmmmm. As night falls the wind cradles me to sleep. I crave the wind, need it. We are best friends til the end of time.

[tarytyr]

Pencils

They're always around making little homes in your various desks and drawers and pockets. Treat them well, you may write your magnum opus with them.

[tarytyr]

Cinnamon Rolls

They are heaven on earth, especially ones with pecans in them. I wonder if on the inside there are little tiny cinnamon Angels singing Christmas carols?

[tarytyr]

Stop in The Name of Love

A while back, I used to be in a marching band. We would stand in the wintry cold of the stadiums around the time of Thanksgiving and play our hearts out. I of course took the reins and carried a heavy vibraphone on my shoulders and played them like a fiend. The music? Awesome motown tunes of course! It was a different time back then, the people were free. I should go on a shopping spree.

[tarytyr]

Clocks

People used to play this all the time on pianos. Mostly I wanted to politely push them aside to play my own music, to fill the air with many of the vivid colors I associate with notes. There's so much uncharted territory to explore.

[tarytyr]

Owls

I think at night they use their awesome laser vision and swoop down for their midnight snacks. They're going to be up all night, might as well have a full stomach, ya know?

[tarytyr]

Deep Sea Diving

If I got in a scuba suit and went all the way down to the bottom of the ocean, sure I would be crushed by the weight of the ocean on me but what if before that I shrank down to the size of a walnut and found all the leprechaun gold and also found the Loch Ness monster who was vacationing near the Bermuda Triangle and we became friends and she gave me the Key to the Ocean and I became master of the seas and then I had to fight King Neptune for power? That would be the adventure of a thousand lifetimes.

[tarytyr]

Spring

Summertime is a time of year when the bees come out. Winter, all the insects leave but hands freeze. Fall is nice, but is always getting colder. That's why I love the spring, because the insects don't come out right away and it's always getting warmer. It's the best time of year for beginnings and endings. Smell the growing flowers. Marvel at the rejuvenated trees.