When we started we HAD no style, no understanding of ourselves or what we were doing. We had feelings, vague ones, a sense of what we liked, maybe, but no unified point of view, not even a real way to express our partnership. We fought constantly and expected to break up every other week. But we did have a few things, things I think you might profit from knowing:

We loved what we did. More than anything. More than sex. Absolutely.

We always felt as if every show was the most important thing in the world, but knew if we bombed, we’d live.

We did not start as friends, but as people who respected and admired each other. Crucial, absolutely crucial for a partnership. As soon as we could afford it, we ceased sharing lodgings. Equally crucial.

We made a solemn vow not to take any job outside of show business. We
borrowed money from parents and friends, rather than take that lethal job waiting tables. This forced us to take any job offered to us. Anything. We once did a show in the middle of the Benjamin Franklin Parkway in Philadelphia as part of a fashion show on a hot July night while all around our stage, a race-riot was fully underway. That’s how serious we were about our vow.

Get on stage. A lot. Try stuff. Make your best stab and keep stabbing. If it’s there in your heart, it will eventually find its way out. Or you will give up and have a prudent, contented life doing something else.

edwardspoonhands:

Even Beluga whales know what love is…silly Elmo.

If this is from the Vancouver Aquarium, my wife and I have kissed the same Beluga. I love whales the most.

Posted on February 18, 2012 via scrunchydarren's archive with 74,270 notes

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wilwheaton:

edwardspoonhands:

That’s all I’m sayin’

Best part about doing this? THERE’S NO EDGE.

wilwheaton:

edwardspoonhands:

That’s all I’m sayin’

Best part about doing this? THERE’S NO EDGE.

Posted on February 17, 2012 via where is my mind? with 15,901 notes

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kellysue:

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timelessalice:

goddamnitreddas:

gatheringbones:

wrathofprawn:

lostsplendor:

stalins-princess:

Nightwitches

Die NachtHexen

Ночные ведьмы

for those not in the know, night witches were russian lady bombers who bombed the shit out of german lines in WW2. Thing is though, they had the oldest, noisiest, crappest planes in the entire world. The engines used to conk out halfway through their missions, so they had to climb out on the wings mid flight to restart the props. the planes were also so noisy that to stop germans from hearing them combing and starting up their anti aircraft guns, they’d climb up to a certain height, coast down to german positions, drop their bombs, restart their engines in midair, and get the fuck out of dodge.

their leader flew over 200 missions and was never captured.

HOLY SHIT THIS IS RAD AS FUCK

HOLY SHIT

omg that is just so cool aaaa

Russians get shit done apparently.

Ennis did a comic about the Night Witches.

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Posted on February 17, 2012 via "Whoever can lift a rifle should have one" with 43,051 notes

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1000scientists:

In 2007, archaelogists unearthed two skeletons from the Neolithic period locked in an eternal embrace and buried outside Mantua, Italy, just 25 miles south of Verona: the city where Shakespeare set the star-crossed tale of Romeo and Juliet. They are thought to have died young because they both had all their teeth intact. But beyond that, the skeletons are a mystery.

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Posted on February 17, 2012 via One Thousand Scientists with 10,125 notes

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Posted on February 16, 2012 via Karma Plus with 5,447 notes

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