snoopy of the day
the average rap battle has nothing on people who are still deeply in love after twenty years
This Year by The Mountain Goats // Dishes in the Sink by David Showalter
I'm glad ilya plays in Boston because literally nothing brings me more joy that imagining him driving on storrow drive. Full road rage in Russian. His fancy car doing 15 mph just like everyone else. He was born for this. His large iced extra extra dunks in his cupholder.
Ilya trying to make a left on comm ave and warren during rush hour. Mad no one will let him go because he's the fucking captain they love him in this city he's a hero.
Ilya losing his shit over space savers and how stupid everyone gets when it snows.
Ilya correcting all his teammates who live in Lexington and waltham when they say they live in Boston.
A delight. He'd love it here it's a city of assholes with good hearts.
at the risk of being cringe with everything going on — this week, the last six months, the past five years — i keep thinking about that one quote from the great gatsby
“they were careless people…they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their money or their vast carelessness or whatever it was that kept them together, and let other people clean up the mess they had made.”
it’s just every day now, huh.
thinking about that one wordless calvin and hobbes sunday strip thats just calvins dad ditching his work to go play in the snow... its going to make me cry
ohhhh my god
”#I LOVE that the comic keeps the lens on Calvin’s dad to the degree of not even showing Calvin’s excited face when his dad surprises him, #You can see the joy and excitement of the moment in his pose and reflected in his dad’s expression, #it’s a great little artistic decision, #I realized what gets me about it it’s the hat covering his dad’s head and hair so the dad just looks like Calvin. #you don’t HAVE to show Calvin! You already see him in the dad becoming a kid for a moment you only have to draw that once”
we've got a life to love living.
advice that has literally saved and improved my life
Scooby-Doo is a dog who can talk, which is amazing, and he largely uses his powers of speech to communicate how scared he is of ghosts and monsters, and basically the only thing his owners do is drive him around the country putting him inside various haunted houses and such. I wish I could take Scooby-Doo aside, I want to say to him, these people are not your friends.
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