By the way

    26 May 2012

    “I’m gonna go see man about some asparagus.” - Mom at the market

    “I’m gonna go see man about some asparagus.” - Mom at the market

    25 May 2012

    patbaer:

    Bill Murray was shooting something. A couple fans asked for an autograph. Instead, Bill Murray suggested they make this.

    24 May 2012

    (Source: man-thing)

    23 May 2012

    ryeisenberg:

    The perfect end to the perfect flight.

    23 May 2012

    23 May 2012

    23 May 2012

    imwithkanye:

Weird Things Your Favorite Teen And Child Stars Are Up To Now 

Kel Mitchell
How You First Got To Know Him: Nickelodeon’s All That and Kenan and Kel
Recent weirdness: Was rumored to be addicted to orange soda drugs but appears to have turned it all around by finding religion. He recently got married and is a little extreme about it: when asked if he could have one wish immediately granted, he replied, that everyone I meet would give their life to Christ.” And yet, he’s still hosting night at the club that boasts $3 orange soda shots.

(via TallWhitney)

    imwithkanye:

    Weird Things Your Favorite Teen And Child Stars Are Up To Now 

    Kel Mitchell

    How You First Got To Know Him: Nickelodeon’s All That and Kenan and Kel

    Recent weirdness: Was rumored to be addicted to orange soda drugs but appears to have turned it all around by finding religion. He recently got married and is a little extreme about it: when asked if he could have one wish immediately granted, he replied, that everyone I meet would give their life to Christ.” And yet, he’s still hosting night at the club that boasts $3 orange soda shots.

    (via TallWhitney)

    22 May 2012

    boniverotica:

Yesterday, in the still silence of dusk, Bon Iver began to tell me of his boyhood. His mother’s warmth and his father’s distance. The time his brother Leland was lost in the woods for three days. The bracing cold of the water from the spring behind his home. The smell of his grandfather’s tobacco and the sound of his grandmother’s voice, slow and sweet as molasses. All the scrapes and struggles that had shaped him. He held me close, and I could feel the heart of that little boy beating furiously inside his chest.

    boniverotica:

    Yesterday, in the still silence of dusk, Bon Iver began to tell me of his boyhood. His mother’s warmth and his father’s distance. The time his brother Leland was lost in the woods for three days. The bracing cold of the water from the spring behind his home. The smell of his grandfather’s tobacco and the sound of his grandmother’s voice, slow and sweet as molasses. All the scrapes and struggles that had shaped him. He held me close, and I could feel the heart of that little boy beating furiously inside his chest.

    22 May 2012

    22 May 2012

    boniverotica:

Bon Iver puts on his one good suit and shines up his shoes. I wear my finest silk and a hairpin of ivory. We sneak into the abandoned church down the road and promise ourselves to each other forever. He notices a tear roll down my cheek and hands me a handkerchief embroidered with a single bluebird. Back at the cabin, we slow dance to his old 45s and drink gin fizzes and speak in hopeful, hushed tones about the future. ‘No matter what happens, you’ll always be my little radish blossom, and I your artichoke,’ he says.

    boniverotica:

    Bon Iver puts on his one good suit and shines up his shoes. I wear my finest silk and a hairpin of ivory. We sneak into the abandoned church down the road and promise ourselves to each other forever. He notices a tear roll down my cheek and hands me a handkerchief embroidered with a single bluebird. Back at the cabin, we slow dance to his old 45s and drink gin fizzes and speak in hopeful, hushed tones about the future. ‘No matter what happens, you’ll always be my little radish blossom, and I your artichoke,’ he says.