Idris Elba reveals the story behind the name of his production company ‘Green Door’ [x]
O.O
I gotta give props where props is due.
(Source: oh-whiskers)
Idris Elba reveals the story behind the name of his production company ‘Green Door’ [x]
O.O
I gotta give props where props is due.
(Source: oh-whiskers)
Every thirsty Nice Guy(TM) ever (via ethiopienne)
Hmph, heard we’re going to be having a drought this summer with all these thirsty kats and their brethren usurping all the water. Use water sparingly. Remember we must save the nice guys. ::Starts humming “the Arms of the Angel” :::
(via queennubian)
I still don’t understand what “thirsty” means, but folk are definitely cooking their own thing. Apparently, it’s bad, whatever it is.
2012 Rock The Bells
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20 Year anniversary of Bone? I feel old as hell.
I know I already reblogged a post about it, but I just want to make a more formal one, I guess. I just discovered Emotional Baggage Check, and I already love it! You can either “check in” your baggage by writing a post venting about whatever happens to be bothering you (it can be about anything) and submitting it, or you can “carry” someone else’s baggage by receiving a post of someone else’s problems, and sending them a song of your choice as well as a personal message. All you need is an e-mail to check in.
This is a lovely tool for getting things off your chest, and for reaching out to someone you might not have ever been able to help otherwise. Not to mention I’m a huge sucker for the power of music!
THIS IS THE COOLEST THING EVER INVENTED. Turning problems into music.
i love it!
How wonderful! I love it!
Clearly a massive douchebag. (Taken with instagram)
Eff that cat. THis is why folks pray so hard for karma.
Thought occurred to me:
Friend of mine is amped for football season, but after Junior (and Duerson, and the list goes on) and Goodell’s posturing, I’m…less than enthused. She said that, even though we feel bad for those guys, that somehow, we still like it. We still want it.
So, this analogy works this way: Football is a business; football teams are a business. The workers knowingly work for them, knowing that, after their days are over, all of these aliments await them, but the glory and potential for achievement is so great that those times seem far away, even in a sport where the next play can be your last. You can be replaced at any time.
Sure, the media and the fans can howl, but the big names (and a ton of the small ones) will leave the game at some point, usually not of their own volition. There will be new bodies, new personalities to fill in. And while the fan bought your jersey, after you’re gone? The Company is what matters. You were a cog. Highly compensated, maybe, but a cog. In the long run, do we care about the cogs at all?
Just thinking; when those cogs break down and wear out and get replaced, we still care about the cog, in a “remember so-and-so” kinda way, but the Company lives on. And we’ll throw on the colors and root for new cogs wearing what we are.