A Little Bit On The Epic Gaming Room Side: This perfect gamer cave belongs to 16bitghost. Dude basically owns every console which makes his life pretty much 100% more fulfilling than yours.
Here’s a 12-minute tour of the pad:
(via Geekologie)
WHAT CAN I SAY OR DO TO MAKE YOU MARRY ME?!?!?!
I would never leave my house. Or rather I would never leave my house even
lessmore. Whatever! I would be home FOREVER!
This made me think of Nina! @loudquietgirl
Studies have shown, that, indeed, introverts are more likely than extroverts to express intimate facts about themselves online that their family and friends would be surprised to read, to say that they can express the “real me” online, and to spend more time in certain kinds of online discussions. They welcome the chance to communicate digitally. The same person who would never raise his hand in a lecture hall of two hundred people might blog to two thousand, or two million, without thinking twice. The same person who finds it difficult to introduce himself to strangers might establish a presence online and then extend those relationships into the real world.
—Quiet: The Power of Introverts, by Susan Cain (via nerdyninjanicole)
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“British sculptor Antony Gormley is well-known for his life-size sculptures that creatively mimic the human body, but the figurative clay mounds from his series titled Field, though not as accurate in depicting mankind’s form, holds deeper value for the artist. Gormley says of this project, “I wanted to work with people and to make a work about our collective future and our responsibility for it. I wanted the art to look back at us, its makers (and later viewers), as if we were responsible - responsible for the world that it [FIELD] and we were in.”
This passion project that has spanned across almost 15 years on five separate occasions in different parts of the world displays an army of 200,000 clay figures that completely occupy the space they are exhibited in. Gormley works with the native people of the installation’s exhibiting space to mold the 125 tons of clay. The artist animatedly describes the figures as being ‘energised by fire, sensitised by touch and made conscious by being given eyes.’”
Visit My Modern Metropolis to view more photos of Antony Gormley’s artwork!
Creepy. As. Hell! lol!
(via ionsfolly)
its like
one smile was not enough for the sky
it was really fucking happy
it had to have two
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My shots from the Cherry Blossom Festival, 2012.
(Source: Flickr / lauraraeamos)
Many adults are put off when youngsters pose scientific questions. Children ask why the sun is yellow, or what a dream is, or how deep you can dig a hole, or when is the world’s birthday, or why we have toes. Too many teachers and parents answer with irritation or ridicule, or quickly move on to something else. Why adults should pretend to omniscience before a five-year-old, I can’t for the life of me understand. What’s wrong with admitting that you don’t know? Children soon recognize that somehow this kind of question annoys many adults. A few more experiences like this, and another child has been lost to science.
There are many better responses. If we have an idea of the answer, we could try to explain. If we don’t, we could go to the encyclopedia or the library. Or we might say to the child: “I don’t know the answer. Maybe no one knows. Maybe when you grow up, you’ll be the first to find out.”
—Carl Sagan, The Demon-Haunted World: Science as the Candle in The Dark (via ironfleet)
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ROFLMAO!!!!!FUCKING POTATOES
101 uses for a phallic tuber, indeed?
The writerly thought process upon finishing a manuscript, using TANGLED screencaps.
GPOY!
OMG yes! LOL
You know that unfortunate moment when…
you start following someone new on Twitter - super interesting person, smart, funny, same tastes in TV shows, and makes those great witty observations about life - but then she posts something and you realize she openly detests self-publishers, and yet you’re just about to self-publish a book yourself? Yeah. Not so much a friendship in the making there.
