Wednesday, October 1, 2014
i need this more than i can say. (x)

i need this more than i can say. (x)

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

firstmondayofapril:

The Musketeers over the years - Aramis.

The most contradictable of the musketeers, more of a priest when he is a soldier and more of a musketeer when he is an abbe. Always deep in politics and court plots. Always scheming and ambitious. But also a good friend always capable of grand and selfless gestures.

EXCUSE U WHERE IS GREATEST ARAMIS OF ALL TIME ??

CHARLIE SHEEN - DISNEY - 1993 YEAH WATCH IT

the thing that I think is really critical about grammar and usage, particularly in writing, is you want to use what’s going to best get your ideas across to your audience. 

I don’t copypasta my press releases into Facebook posts, or vice versa. they’re two different audiences. the PR is going to be more formal. and I don’t whip out the AP style guide when I’m writing an action alert to my org’s email list, and my development director doesn’t write fundraising letters the way I write any of the above. there’s more than one kind of ‘professional’ writing and depending on who you’re trying to express yourself to, some, or many, of the rules may not apply.

It’s forthcoming. Fooorrtttthhhcccommmiingg. I understand language evolves. You’re a journalist. It’s forthcoming.

BLESS YOU FRIEND. 

no less than five times this morning I have typed over 75% of voters and then, from the ether, heard maraschinocheri hissing more. than. 

and not once did I argue with that voice, dear Reader, not once.

colin-vian:

  Pierre Bonnal - ‘douce pollution’, oil on paper, 40 x 28 cm., (2014)

colin-vian:

  Pierre Bonnal - ‘douce pollution’, oil on paper, 40 x 28 cm., (2014)

Monday, September 29, 2014

my loathing for Lena Dunham cannot be expressed by the human tongue.

and so it must be that when I die, I will descend into hell and there, transform. once my rebirth is complete, I will rise. I will rip a hole between the worlds, clawing my way forth to descend upon Brooklyn in a storm of fire and blood and there, hovering above Prospect Park in all my horror and glory, I will at last sing the infernal song of my hate, and at last, I will bring her end. 

(the latest)

Musketeers: blue and green. (x)