Autodidact Polymath

Happy Birthday Mr. Byrne.

Sarah Silverman revisit today. Everything she does makes me craugh. cringe / laugh.

b-r-double o-k-lyn drama: Hey Dudes of New York

jonbershad:

coreybrown:

I agree with this VERY much.

Let’s not forget the people who sigh heavily when I ask “Excuse me, but can I sit there?” because I’m super annoying for asking them not to take up a seat with their purse.

leilacohanmiccio:

Lean in close, I have something to tell you.

You ready?

Okay, here it is: your dick is not that big. I promise you, it is not so big that you need to take up an extra half seat on the subway with your sprawling legs. Because here’s the thing: no one has a dick that big. Even if your dick was the…

Lets strike a blow for gender equality and point out that anyone, man or woman, who takes up two seats on a subway, is a piece of fucking shit.

I make sure to hit a full split across the seats whenever possible. 

this song made me think of how much more fun making money would be if you regarded it more like a hunt. “in the African safari, in the most untouched portions of the Serengeti, lives the ever illusive Benjaminoid Franklinus”

Can i tell you a secret? She makes me feel things.

“This is how it works, you peer inside yourself.
You take the things you like, and try to love the things you took.
And then you take that love you made, and stick it into some…
Someone else’s heart, pumping someone else’s blood.”

someone bailed. i have one more Regina Spektor ticket for tonight at the Wellmont Theatre. 40 bucks. 40 dollars. then say the above to me as humanly detached as possible.

someone bailed. i have one more Regina Spektor ticket for tonight at the Wellmont Theatre. 40 bucks. 40 dollars. then say the above to me as humanly detached as possible.

(Source: jennabtc, via fuckyeahparksandrec)

Shred A

You’re not good enough for me to even despise.

Happy 100th Birthday!

Inside Out from Imelda May’s latest album More Mayhem. Sexy, kitschy, soulful. The video itself has a distinct cabaret quality to it.

“I love your wits, and all your wobbly bits.”