


Actually the title was mine to the Untitled.
I want the original.
It would work so well in the bedroom.



Unexpected hipster #4 is Carolyn Jones in "A Hole In The Head" by Frank Capra. Jones plays Frank Sinatra's wacky tenant and fun time girl, Shirl.


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Surreal... and beautiful...
Lost in the sea... cold heart will burst... calm heart will break when given a shake... illumination... this is how my heart behaves...
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Nice motif!
The artist reminds me of one I met on the Intertubz over a decade ago. He believed aliens were planting fetuses in his brain and would paint about it.
I loved his paintings, but was glad he lived rather faraway - in London. Nonetheless, I found him far more interesting than my coworkers.
While I cannot stand people who blame their entire fucked up lives on someone or something other than themselves because it's not constructive (unless we’re referring to the Bush Admin Haterz), I do occasionally wonder how my sense of reality and relationships via the Intertubz may have screwed me up on a certain level.
There was always something far more interesting on the tubz than the real life people around me perhaps? I don’t know. WTF will happen to all of these Twitter kids…?
I really don't understand how guys can get by without getting laid for months.
Current working theory is they prefer their lubed hand fantasy and porn.
OK, I guess if you happen to be male it takes a bit more work to get laid and most guys I know are rather averse to that sort of thing.
Fantasy.... flowing around...
Ode... ode me.... ode me up...
Ha ha ha...
That is a sweet red Kitty up there...
Ode, it's complicated.
Left and right are surging on Prez-O...
Too much MoneyFlow to crooks...
::::Treasury::::Heist::::
Teapot/Phone/Scandal
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