My name is Brian. It's a decent name, I like it. I also really like Star Wars, Stargate, LEGO, Supernatural, Halo, biking and making mediocre artwork. Sometimes I feel good, sometimes I feel bad, but I'm always in the mood to answer questions or just chat (provided I'm not asleep). I'm an Eagle Scout and a rising sophomore at George Mason University.
June 7th, 1942: Edward Hopper completes his best known painting, the seminal Nighthawks. When asked by a Chicago Tribute reporter about the philosophical meaning behind the diner having no clearly visible exits Hopper responded, “Shit. Fuck. I did it again. Goddamnit. Fuck. Not again. I did it again. Shit.” and slammed his hat on his leg.
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I fucking laughed so hard at this all artists are hilarious
today, my school hosted an exhibit for suicide awareness day. the exhibit included 1,100 backpacks in representation of the number of lives that are lost to mental illness each year on college campuses. many of these backpacks were donated by the families that lost loved ones and had their stories attached. i’m so proud of my school for bringing attention to such a serious issue.
This is the best explanation I’ve ever read.
wait.. isn’t that just… an ordinary slide…
no because you go down an ordinary slide with your clothes on - go down a waterslide and you’re only wearing a bathing suit.
skin will catch on the plastic and it’ll be super duper uncomfortable
And by all that is good with television programming and James Spader’s criminally underrated acting career I’m entirely addicted now to this masterpiece of televised entertainment.