if half the people who see this link re-post it, and half the people who see that re-post it, etc., everybody in the world that is connected will see it very soon. that’d be awesome. think about…..
1 month agoit’s about time…
1 month agonew free, green, public transport in baltimore. maybe for those days that its snowing and 40 below…..
1 month ago“The miracle of the appropriateness of the language of mathematics for the formulation of the laws o
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1 month ago
i walked upstairs to my roof to hang out today, and met a new friend
1 month agothis is not really a city
1 month agoNeal Pollack, Author, Neal Pollack Anthology of American Literature
THE KNAVE: I am not Master Lebowski; thou art Master Lebowski. I am the Knave, called the Knave. Or His Knaveness, or mayhap Knaver, or mayhap El Knaverino, in the manner of the Spaniard, if brevity be not in thy soul nor wit.
LEBOWSKI: Have you employment, sir? Surely you hope not to pledge fealty nor till the earth in such roughly fashioned armour, invested in thy motley, clad as a jack-a-dandy on a Sunday?