We had some complaints about the visuals in the last post (what, not everybody is fat-carb-chocolate-and-booze-deprived?) so for that reason and also to celebrate the new look around these parts, here is a little something to clear your palate: a Bubble Sunset unicorn chaser.
Bubble Sunset by Khosey1 on Flickr; each bubble carries one of your troubles away! Awww.
via snuh: call-it-karma:(via where-the-heart-is)
Huh, not everything on Tumblr is a self-absorbed rant or hipster photo. Who knew?
This is a wicked-cool pic by my friend, the wicked-cool Gena Thompson. The backstory here, not that the image needs one, is that this was taken from a plot of land across the street from a car repair shop. Many years ago, one guy at the car repair shop though that plot of land should have some flowers on it, so he planted roses, and to this day the rose garden he planted has endured. It’s in the heart of the Downtown Eastside, where many would simply assume the flowers would be stripped, but year in and year out they endure, jammed between the repair shop and the railway yards, on a strip of grass no wider than a man can reach.
It all started out so innocently. Great Cthulhu‘s pal Yoggi had recommended a great new book that he’d discovered at Comic-Con. When Great Cthulhu heard the intriguing title
That was just the start. What followed was more than mortal mind could bear; the diabolically warring pantheons, pitted against one another to the death in an unholy war whose fury warped the very fabric of space and time, fought and tore, destroying universes uncounted in their savage thirst for victory. Finally, there were only two left. What happened then remains an unspeakable secret to this day…or does it?
An ancient representation purported to be an actual, contemporaneous image of the final confrontation has surfaced. Make of it what you will, but in the name of all that is holy, do NOT stare at it directly. Use a handy mirror or goggles to protect yourself from the annihilating horror of the eldritch image you are about to view.
Move along I’m just testing out my new Post to WP from Jeebusphone app. This could easily go sideways.
San Bartolomé de Pinares, Spain: A man rides a horse through a bonfire in honour of Saint Anthony, the patron saint of animals
Photograph: Daniel Ochoa de Olza/AP
Speaking as a rider, that is either a blind, deaf, dumb and DRUGGED horse or one that trusts completely in its rider. In layman’s terms:
HOLY SHIT!
raincoaster 