I am In Repair

"I'm not together, but I'm getting there."

I am 26, and just moved up to Berkeley, California (from LA and Central Cal previously). I love music, television, dogs, basketball, tennis, and too many other things to list.

John Mayer and Sara Bareilles are my two favorite artists, Love Actually is my favorite movie, and Top Gear is my favorite tv show.

askinnyblackskeleton:

askinnyblackskeleton:

i can’t wait for the matches to start rolling in

i was wondering why i wan’t getting many matches then i realized that i forgot to incorporate puns into my description

nailed it

A+ would swipe right

askinnyblackskeleton:

askinnyblackskeleton:

i can’t wait for the matches to start rolling in

i was wondering why i wan’t getting many matches then i realized that i forgot to incorporate puns into my description

nailed it

A+ would swipe right


sublimesenses:

The Comet also comes to rest — mere INCHES shy of Lucas. 

Peyton opens her eyes and takes in Lucas. A BEAT, then Lucas

removes his sweatshirt hood and his MP3 earphones. The track 

in his earphones, EVERLONG by the FOO FIGHTERS matches

perfectly the external blare form Peyton’s car. SAME SONG, 

SAME VERSE, perfectly synchronized. 

                      —- oth pilot



mysoulhasgrowndeep-liketherivers:

postracialcomments:

This picture reminded me of the picture in 1965

“Hog-spitting – not just spitting,” Tonja Bulley emphatically clarifies.

“He just hog-spit at my baby. He hog-spit. He took everything out of him and spit in my daughter’s face. She is a minor. That’s the absolute worst thing you can do, when you spit on another human being. She was just saying ‘No justice, no peace’ and he hog-spit (at) and then smacked my baby. At that time — there was no more being peaceful.”

Bulley and her daughter, Brandy were released from jail last night after being arrested by police outside the St. Louis Rams game the previous day after a violent clash with football fans.

As the Rams were completing an impressive 28-26 victory over the Super Bowl champions Seattle Seahawks, Tonja and Brandy were outside the stadium participating in a non-violent protest calling for justice for Mike Brown, and the immediate arrest of his killer, Darren Wilson.

Tonja, known affectionately to her friends as “Tiny,” continued:

“We were peacefully protesting. We were saying something that this big, tall White man did not like. He should’ve been locked up, and they did not lock him up. One slapped my daughter and another hit her with his fist. Another woman threw her drink on me – and I retaliated. I’m not coming out to fight, but I have the right to protect myself.”

Tiny would eventually get punched and knocked to the ground. “I got hit by a couple people. I have a mark behind my ear.” She was initially charged with two felonies for throwing punches after the initial altercation. No violent Rams fans were arrested.

She says the racial double-standards were apparent: “We had a right to protest without anybody interfering. When the White people protest, there are no problems. Nobody is spitting on them. When we try to do it, the media goes around and acts like we started (the fighting.) We did not start it. I peacefully protest every day in Ferguson, and it’s never a problem.”

In Ferguson, Tiny and Brandy have been protesting since Brown was killed in August, and have become unofficial members of the Lost Voices—a spirited and well-known group of young leaders who led Sunday’s protest.

Source

white people beat up a little black girl and mother and feminists are writing full articles about why being a basic bitch is a good thing


imsoshive:

She on beat like a muhhfucka

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socialjusticekoolaid:

Last Night in Ferguson (10.21.14): A state senator was arrested (and mama may have been legally packing), one of the lead organizers, nettaaaaaaaa, was roughed up by police, and one of the main sources of footage/live feeds, Rebel Z, was detained in what seems to have been an intimidation and straight up harassment tactic. The police are out of control, and it’s only getting worse. If you think this is over, you need to look again. #staywoke #farfromover

Ferguson is still happening. Are you still paying attention?

Tune into Z’s UStream tonight to watch developments live. 


shanellbklyn:

sistermaryfake:

krxs10:

but it’s not about race right?

Woah

This is the master post of the new millennium showcasing racism and white supremacy at its finest.


Please stop telling us it’s not about race and to move on cause IT IS and WE WONT until justice is served and equality is established!





igperish:

But as much as I loved the time I spent away from the show, I loved the time I spent at the show more. I got to spend day after week after month after year working and fooling around with four people you’ve come to know very well. That’s right, kids—How I Met Your Mother is how I met your Aunt Cobie, Uncle Josh, Aunt Alyson, and Uncle Jason! (Although ironically it’s not how I met your mother. You don’t really have one.)

Cobie Smulders is an extraordinary person. She is a cool-ass chick, superfunny, supergenerous, and superhot without obsessing about it. Spending the last season planning our characters’ wedding was true to life for me, because she’s exactly the kind of woman I would want to marry if women weren’t all gross and icky. Classic Cobie story: Joss Whedon was going to turn Wonder Woman into a movie and asked her if she’d be interested … and she said no. Who does that? Cobie Smulders. She was clear-sighted enough to know she didn’t want her life trajectory to take her to a point where she had to constantly be aware of how she was looking for the paparazzi. She chose to actively avoid the A-list superstardom track, a choice most people would find insane, because most people aren’t as smart or grounded as she is. Instead she got a nice little part in The Avengers, and now she’ll get to be in seven Avengers movies and still be with her family and have a fairly regular life and go to the mall without hearing “Look, it’s Doogie!” all the time.

(I mean, “Look, it’s Wonder Woman!” “Doogie”?!? Ha! Don’t know why I said that.)

Jason Segel and I hit it off immediately. We bonded over our many common interests, above all our deep Muppetophilia. I didn’t think there was a bigger Henson fan than me until one day, halfway through the run, he quietly but proudly told me he was writing the new Muppet movie. He did, and not only was he the star, he almost single-hand-in-a-puppet-edly reinvented them for a whole new generation. I was extraordinarily jealous. He used to sit at the on-set piano and sing and play songs. He’s a hopeless romantic and a dashing lothario.

I used to joke that Josh Radnor was on the wrong show. I mean that in the best way. He instinctively fought against the over-the-top pitfalls of a multicamera comedy. Double takes, mugging, and shtick aren’t part of Josh’s makeup. Popular music was not popular to him. When Katy Perry guest-starred on the show, he said he’d never heard a Katy Perry song. He meant it. I said, “You’ve never heard ‘I Kissed a Girl’? You can’t escape it!” “Never heard of it.” He’s more of an NPR guy.* But ultimately he was on exactly the right show, because none of HIMYM’s lunacy and farce would have worked if it hadn’t been playing against something or someone authentically based in reality, and that was Josh. That’s why I also used to joke that HIMYM was always one Josh Radnor away from becoming a telenovela with all of us dressed as Bumblebee Man from The Simpsons.”

*Whereas I’m more of an NPH guy.
Get it? “NPH”?
I’ll show myself out.

Like I said before, I knew Aunt Alyson from my childhood acting days, long before HIMYM. I knew her for so long she already felt like family. There’s something about her that’s utterly ingratiating. She’s able to ride a great line between serious and totally ridiculous. And she can be supersweet and at the same time supersexual. As anyone who’s seen American Pie knows, no actor in history has ever been so disarming while discussing the vaginal self-insertion of woodwind instruments, and no, I’m not forgetting Betty White’s famous monologue in The Golden Girls. Alyson had two babies over the run of the show—real ones, the kind that make real poop—so she was always sort of the mother figure among us. I think she was the heart of the show, whereas Josh was the brains, Jason the spirit, Cobie the soul, and I was the cock.

- Neil Patrick Harris, Choose Your Own Autobiography

hey remember when the last two (well let’s be honest, three) seasons hadn’t come out yet and this show was still good and I could appreciate a piece like this without being upset?



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