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The Infanta - The Decemberists

Fri, 06 Nov 2009 21:13:56 -0500

The Infanta - The Decemberists

Arrested Development - Mr. Wendal

Thu, 05 Nov 2009 22:01:41 -0500

Arrested Development - Mr. Wendal

thedailywhat: Malfunction Junction. [via.]

Thu, 05 Nov 2009 20:45:24 -0500

thedailywhat:

Malfunction Junction.

[via.]

Happy 54th birthday, time travel.

Thu, 05 Nov 2009 18:44:29 -0500

Happy 54th birthday, time travel.

27.

Thu, 05 Nov 2009 00:41:08 -0500

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Pioneers! O Pioneers!

Wed, 04 Nov 2009 20:28:37 -0500

theitis:

by Walt Whitman

Come my tan-faced children,
Follow well in order, get your weapons ready,
Have you your pistols? have you your sharp-edged axes?
Pioneers! O pioneers!

For we cannot tarry here,
We must march my darlings, we must bear the brunt of danger,
We the youthful sinewy races, all the rest on us depend,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

O you youths, Western youths,
So impatient, full of action, full of manly pride and friendship,
Plain I see you Western youths, see you tramping with the foremost,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

Have the elder races halted?
Do they droop and end their lesson, wearied over there beyond the seas?
We take up the task eternal, and the burden and the lesson,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

All the past we leave behind,
We debouch upon a newer mightier world, varied world,
Fresh and strong the world we seize, world of labor and the march,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

We detachments steady throwing,
Down the edges, through the passes, up the mountains steep,
Conquering, holding, daring, venturing as we go the unknown ways,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

We primeval forests felling,
We the rivers stemming, vexing we and piercing deep the mines within,
We the surface broad surveying, we the virgin soil upheaving,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

Colorado men are we,
From the peaks gigantic, from the great sierras and the high plateaus,
From the mine and from the gully, from the hunting trail we come,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

From Nebraska, from Arkansas,
Central inland race are we, from Missouri, with the continental
blood intervein’d,
All the hands of comrades clasping, all the Southern, all the Northern,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

O resistless restless race!
O beloved race in all! O my breast aches with tender love for all!
O I mourn and yet exult, I am rapt with love for all,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

Raise the mighty mother mistress,
Waving high the delicate mistress, over all the starry mistress,
(bend your heads all,)
Raise the fang’d and warlike mistress, stern, impassive, weapon’d mistress,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

See my children, resolute children,
By those swarms upon our rear we must never yield or falter,
Ages back in ghostly millions frowning there behind us urging,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

On and on the compact ranks,
With accessions ever waiting, with the places of the dead quickly fill’d,
Through the battle, through defeat, moving yet and never stopping,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

O to die advancing on!
Are there some of us to droop and die? has the hour come?
Then upon the march we fittest die, soon and sure the gap is fill’d.
Pioneers! O pioneers!

All the pulses of the world,
Falling in they beat for us, with the Western movement beat,
Holding single or together, steady moving to the front, all for us,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

Life’s involv’d and varied pageants,
All the forms and shows, all the workmen at their work,
All the seamen and the landsmen, all the masters with their slaves,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

All the hapless silent lovers,
All the prisoners in the prisons, all the righteous and the wicked,
All the joyous, all the sorrowing, all the living, all the dying,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

I too with my soul and body,
We, a curious trio, picking, wandering on our way,
Through these shores amid the shadows, with the apparitions pressing,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

Lo, the darting bowling orb!
Lo, the brother orbs around, all the clustering suns and planets,
All the dazzling days, all the mystic nights with dreams,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

These are of us, they are with us,
All for primal needed work, while the followers there in embryo wait behind,
We to-day’s procession heading, we the route for travel clearing,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

O you daughters of the West!
O you young and elder daughters! O you mothers and you wives!
Never must you be divided, in our ranks you move united,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

Minstrels latent on the prairies!
(Shrouded bards of other lands, you may rest, you have done your work,)
Soon I hear you coming warbling, soon you rise and tramp amid us,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

Not for delectations sweet,
Not the cushion and the slipper, not the peaceful and the studious,
Not the riches safe and palling, not for us the tame enjoyment,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

Do the feasters gluttonous feast?
Do the corpulent sleepers sleep? have they lock’d and bolted doors?
Still be ours the diet hard, and the blanket on the ground,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

Has the night descended?
Was the road of late so toilsome? did we stop discouraged nodding
on our way?
Yet a passing hour I yield you in your tracks to pause oblivious,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

Till with sound of trumpet,
Far, far off the daybreak call—hark! how loud and clear I hear it wind,
Swift! to the head of the army!—swift! spring to your places,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

So, this poem is now in a commercial for jeans. Well … at least the reading is good?

"I am as bad as the worst, but, thank God, I am as good as the best. "

Wed, 04 Nov 2009 20:26:48 -0500

““I am as bad as the worst, but, thank God, I am as good as the best. “”

- Walt Whitman (via wadlington)

GPOYW

Wed, 04 Nov 2009 18:39:17 -0500

GPOYW

Tracy Jordan: I'm gonna make you a mix tape. You like Phil Collins?

Wed, 04 Nov 2009 18:32:32 -0500

Tracy Jordan: I'm gonna make you a mix tape. You like Phil Collins?
Jack Donaghy: I've got two ears and a heart, don't I?

The aftermath from the fire in my neighborhood this past...

Wed, 04 Nov 2009 16:20:48 -0500

The aftermath from the fire in my neighborhood this past weekend.

Le Moyne Dolphins 82, Syracuse Orange 79

Tue, 03 Nov 2009 22:17:26 -0500

Le Moyne Dolphins 82, Syracuse Orange 79:

The biggest win in the history of my alma mater, a D-2 school - beating a top 25 team (never mind the cross-town bully). Even though it’s preseason, I love this moment so much that I want to take it out back behind the Le Moyne Mart and get it pregnant.

I found myself today not only driving into the sunset, but...

Tue, 03 Nov 2009 20:55:49 -0500

I found myself today not only driving into the sunset, but realizing that I was driving into the sunset, all the while Bryan Adams’s “Everything I Do, I Do It For You” played.

Everything I do is epic.

ohryankelley: Moving Toward a Geek Culture Writer / actor John...

Tue, 03 Nov 2009 20:41:05 -0500

ohryankelley:

Moving Toward a Geek Culture

Writer / actor John Hodgman has presented an interesting theory about a coming geek-centric future in a recent interview with the Kansas City News.

He explains that although previously, culture has been guided by more of a “jock” model (competition and strength), we are now headed into a world which will respect and idolize “nerds and technicians”. Read his full interview with the Kansas City News here.

(via: psfk)

I saw this show, I think. Roseland Ballroom, not Webster Hall. I...

Tue, 03 Nov 2009 19:58:05 -0500

I saw this show, I think. Roseland Ballroom, not Webster Hall. I was with Charlie and Anthony and Ken and Katie, I think. It was everything it said it would be. ‘

It was a long time ago, but this moment here is embedded in my memory pretty much permanently.

Happy National Sandwich Day

Tue, 03 Nov 2009 17:25:46 -0500

Today is National Sandwich Day.

And now, an ode to some of my favorite sandwiches ever.

Spicy #1 at Saigon Banh Mi, aka Viet Nam Banh Mi So. Pork roll, pork in jerk sauce, and vietnamese salami, a dash of sriracha hot sauce, pickled carrots, cilantro, and cucumber on a toasted crusty French baguette. With a Stewart’s diet root beer please.
The turkey and cheese at Primanti’s in Pittsburgh. With coleslaw and french fries on it. On the best bread ever. Side of pickles. And a pint of Iron City.
I’m one Yankees win away from being able to like Philly - specifically a steak with sharp provolone from Pat’s King Of Steaks. With onions, of course.
When at home? Eddie’s Deli on Bainbridge. Chicken cutlet on a hero with cheddar, lettuce onions, and honey mustard. Side of cucumber pickles. Diet Snapple iced tea.

g, lowercase

Mon, 02 Nov 2009 19:30:57 -0500

g, lowercase

The Almighty Defenders - All My Loving a joyful noise

Mon, 02 Nov 2009 18:40:35 -0500

The Almighty Defenders - All My Loving

a joyful noise

"The artist always plays to himself. I believe the audience - seeing that one person can be free to..."

Mon, 02 Nov 2009 18:36:19 -0500

“The artist always plays to himself. I believe the audience - seeing that one person can be free to express his thoughts, however strange they may seem, inspires [them] to feel that perhaps they too can freely express their innermost thoughts with impunity, joy, and release, and perhaps discover our common bond - unique yet so similar - with each other.”

- Bill Hicks

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Mon, 02 Nov 2009 16:54:06 -0500

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