New band to download when I go home: Zolof The Rock and Roll Destroyer. I love Pandora…forgot my iPod at home and it’s fucking cold so going home to get it is out of the question. Plus, lunch is over in 13 minutes.
Walk and talk
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iTunes
How many songs total:
9391
How many hours or days of music:
22.7 days
Sort By Song Title
First Song:
A-OK by Motion City Soundtrack
Last Song:
(…………….) by Pg. 99
Sort By Time
Shortest Song:
Silversun Pickups Digital Booklet 0:00
Longest Song:
Motherfucker=Remeeder by Godspeed You! Black Emperor
Sort By Album
First Album:
Abbey Road- The Beatles
Last Album:
() Sigur Rós
Top Five Most Played Songs:
Pants- Lemuria
Look Out Young Son- Grand Ole Party
Hysteric- YYYs
How I Could Just Kill A Man- Charlotte Sometimes
All My Loving- Jim Sturgess
First Song That Comes Up On Shuffle:
Interlude- My Chemical Romance
Search The Following & State How Many Songs Come Up:
Death - 156
Life - 195
Love - 433
Hate - 121
You - 1339
Sex - 43
Reblogged from the dude abides.
Tags: my librury
GPOYW; the shoes I wore today. Bought them in France at the Nike store on the Champs-Élysées.
Reblogged from the dude abides.
Let there be color! That is in fact an Abercrombie and Bitch shirt. Don’t h8
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Ape Dos Mil - Glassjaw
“How could you heal, if you don’t ease back the blame?
Knowing you’re right, won’t you heal?”
Reblogged from PHLEGM CITY
Dennis: HOW COULD YOU DO THIS?
Charlie: Oh, well, excuse me for being the most terrible man on the planet! I’m a terrible man!
Dennis: What are you doing!? What is that!? We thought you were dying, Charlie!
Charlie: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Who’s we?
Dennis: Me and Mac and Sweet Dee.
Charlie: Oh, great! Great. I told you not to tell anyone. Now I’m gonna have to go into remission or something so they don’t think I was lying.
Dennis: YOU WERE LYING!!!
Charlie: YEAH, I LIED TO YOU, alright!? Look. The girl— she wears a Lance Armstrong bracelet. Okay? So I tell you that I have cancer, right? Then you’re gonna tell her, she’s gonna feel sorry for me, we’re gonna start dating, and THAT’S THE WAY THAT LIFE WORKS, MAN!!!
Dennis: THAT WAS A HORRIBLE THING TO DO!!
Charlie: Well, I’m a bad guy then.
Dennis: You are a bad guy! You lied to us.
Charlie: Alright, look at this. Sometimes you gotta crack a few eggs to make an omelet.
Dennis: You gotta crack a couple of eggs to make an omelet?
Charlie: You gotta crack an egg.
Dennis: So you’re throwing down life lessons now?
Charlie: I’m throwin’ down eggs!
Dennis: Class is in session! The teacher’s teachin’ class now!
Charlie: I’m crackin’ eggs of wisdom!
Dennis: Is that what you’re doin’? Let me crack one more egg for you and throw it in the omelet.
Charlie: You got an egg?
Dennis: The waitress doesn’t even like you. We had to pay her $250 to have sex with you!
Charlie: A-ha! Because— nnnm. Sex?? We didn’t have sex! … *sigh*
I read this in their exact voices.
Reblogged from It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia
Tags: Sunny Charlie has cancer
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Song: The King is Dead
Artist: RaeinDidn’t get to see them in Chicago with Native.
Probably not seeing them in Amherst with Ampere.Bollocks.
Reblogged from the dude abides.
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Bridge and Tunnel - Wartime Souvenirs
How easily we forget/How easily we comply
Today are we even the splinter/On the hand that pulls the trigger?
They’re still dropping bombs in the name of the city that we live in.
They’re still dropping bombs in the name of the city that we live in.
If time has exhausted us, then fuck us all.
Holding solace in what we did / Can’t get anything done today.
We feel self important too easily, / Backs are sore from the back patting.
Oh how easily we’re pacified / By bullshit like TV shows on DVD.
It shouldn’t take an election to remind us that there’s a war on.
It shouldn’t take a song / for us to come together and scream
That we’re still here and we’re still pissed.
Remember the anger from five years ago.
Just like our parents, we’ve spent / Most of our twenties with a war on.
We leave legacies of tax-dollar land mines.
We’re too caught up in our own shit / To consider, to consider any of it.
How easily we forget, / How easily we comply.
Today are we even the splinter / On the hand that pulls the trigger?
They’re still dropping bombs in the name of the city that we live in.
I hope by the time you hear this song it’s too dated.
They are so good live and have a ton of energy.
Reblogged from river trash
Tags: Bridge and Tunnel
George Carlin on Indians
bradicalmang:seaponies:indigen:via Newspaper Rock
“Now the Indians. I call them Indians because that’s what they are. They’re Indians. There’s nothing wrong with the word Indian. First of all, it’s important to know that the word Indian does not derive from Columbus mistakenly believing he had reached ‘India.’ India was not even called by that name in 1492; it was known as Hindustan.”
“More likely, the word Indian comes from Columbus’s description of the people he found here. He was an Italian, and did not speak or write very good Spanish, so in his written accounts he called the Indians, ‘Una gente in Dios.’ A people in God. In God. In Dios. Indians. It’s a perfectly noble and respectable word.”
“As far as calling them ‘Americans’ is concerned, do I even have to point out what an insult this is? We steal their hemisphere, kill twenty or so million of them, destroy five hundred separate cultures, herd the survivors onto the worst land we can find, and now we want to name them after ourselves? It’s appalling. Haven’t we done enough damage? Do we have to further degrade them by tagging them with the repulsive name of their conquerors?”
“You know, you’d think it would be a fairly simple thing to come over to this continent, commit genocide, eliminate the forests, dam up the rivers, build our malls and massage parlors, sell our blenders and whoopee cushions, poison ourselves with chemicals, and let it go at that. But no. We have to compound the insult….”
“I’m glad the Indians have gambling casinos now. It makes me happy that dimwitted white people are losing their rent money to the Indians. Maybe the Indians will get lucky and win their country back. Probably wouldn’t want it. Look at what we did to it.”
Reblogged from Bradical Mang!
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You’re never more alive than when you’re almost dead.
— How To Tell A True War Story, Tim O’Brien
Tags: The Things They Carried
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