gregrutter:

Not listening when people tell you that you can’t or shouldn’t do things is so fucking metal.

Holy moly.

when I am dead, please scatter my ashes into an urn.

It’s Such A Beautiful Day (2011) directed by Don Hertzfeldt

Thanks to oolongs for posting these images originally.

Long ago I discovered that the best way to get in touch with withdrawn patients is to ask their help. It is even better if you actually need their help. They can tell. […] Once, in trouble myself, I fell down in front of a catatonic patient who had not uttered a word for seven years. “You shouldn’t be down there,” he said in an ordinary voice. “Let me help you up.” He helped me up.

Walker Percy, The Thanatos Syndrome

(I hope you guys are all doing okay, and havin’ really nice nights where you are.)

Amy Poehler interviewing the comedy writer/puzzle fanatic Irma Kalish.

There is a time for reciting poetry, and a time for fists.

roberto bolano, the savage detectives +

“My friend Lydia once swallowed a piece of gum and was told that gum takes seven years to digest in your stomach. Whether or not that is true is not the point. The point is that she remembered that date and seven years later had a big party where everyone swallowed a piece of gum so they could have another party in another seven years.

I read somewhere that a big change in a man’s life comes every seven years, and I think that has been true for me. This has gotten me worried, because my birthday is coming up and the only big changes I can think of are not so good. I’ve always been worried that one day I’ll wake up and suddenly be settled down, sold out, or worse, a born-again Christian. Now with a big change on the horizon, I am trying to think up and stimulate the change myself before an unfavorable one sneaks up and gets me.

Seven years ago was a big turning point in my life, and also seven years before that. The first was when I started being aware of myself, the world around me, and The Ramones. The second was when I left to travel for the first time ever on a big two and a half month tour, and after ten days our ride and half the band decided to give up and go home. Me and Jasper decided to continue the tour by ourselves somehow, with no money, no car, and barely any equipment. We got dropped off in Pensecola. I remember it vividly, watching the van drive away, sitting on some church steps in the hundred degree heat, and knowing it was all or nothing now. That was when I really started living, there on those church steps, me and Jasper nervous and laughing and hoping it would all work out.

Somehow that tour did work out, and a lot of impossible things have worked out since. A lot of good things in my life have happened as a direct result of that decision we made back on those steps to take a chance and keep on going. Now it is time for me to take another big chance. I don’t want to swallow gum, but I would like to do something else worth celebrating seven years from now.”

— Aaron Cometbus

“I can’t love people enough. I’m always gonna let somebody down, I’m gonna give somebody a shoulder-based hug, I’m gonna forget their birthday, I’m gonna half-ass it on the last part of the paint job on their ceramic dog — how can I just let people know how I really feel? So I have a bonfire on my front lawn and it’s going 24/7, and I just tend to that, and there’s a live webcam. That way if anyone questions me when I forget something or if I’m, you know, grumpy, you click on that link and you know how I feel about you: Eternal flame.”

— Maria Bamford