diggys-daily:

Punk Ororo

Love it.

diggys-daily:

Punk Ororo

Love it.

(Source: gray37)

“Executive” “Action” transvestite Eddie Izzard

"Do you have a flag?"

(Source: underture)

nprfreshair:

Apparently it’s National Coffee Day!  Drink up. 
Check out npr’s coffee coverage. 

Owls & coffee, how can you go wrong?

nprfreshair:

Apparently it’s National Coffee Day!  Drink up. 

Check out npr’s coffee coverage

Owls & coffee, how can you go wrong?

(Source: driftingintheocean)


2am in Harajuku on Valentine’s Day night 2014.

This looks like a setting for a modern fairy tale….

2am in Harajuku on Valentine’s Day night 2014.

This looks like a setting for a modern fairy tale….

(Source: excdus)

kendrajbean:

"It was the first night of ‘Antony and Cleopatra.’ The play was over, and out of the stunned silence which followed the climax of a great tragedy there arose a wave of clapping. A moment’s pause, and then the red and gold curtains of the St. James’s Theatre were held back."Hand in hand two people stepped forward to the footlights. They bowed and quite simply, and without any formality, Sir Laurence Olivier bent forward and kissed his wife’s hand. A second later the curtain went up on the full company, and then the Oliviers did something I cannot recall having seen on the stage before. They turned right around and now one with their audience, bowed in thanks to the rest of the cast.
"These two gestures—the kiss and the bow th the company—gave the audience a hint of something rare in the theatre—the combination of a husband and wife who are devoted to the theatre, to each other and to their fellow actors."
 —Felix Barker, The Lives of the Oliviers, 1951

kendrajbean:

"It was the first night of ‘Antony and Cleopatra.’ The play was over, and out of the stunned silence which followed the climax of a great tragedy there arose a wave of clapping. A moment’s pause, and then the red and gold curtains of the St. James’s Theatre were held back.

"Hand in hand two people stepped forward to the footlights. They bowed and quite simply, and without any formality, Sir Laurence Olivier bent forward and kissed his wife’s hand. A second later the curtain went up on the full company, and then the Oliviers did something I cannot recall having seen on the stage before. They turned right around and now one with their audience, bowed in thanks to the rest of the cast.

"These two gestures—the kiss and the bow th the company—gave the audience a hint of something rare in the theatre—the combination of a husband and wife who are devoted to the theatre, to each other and to their fellow actors."

—Felix Barker, The Lives of the Oliviers, 1951

In what is now an annual tradition, I am off to cold read a monologue from a movie and then possibly sing jingles. This is in order to be cast in a play reading festival celebrating ancient Greek stories. Best audition of the year, every year.

Perfect movie is perfect.

(Source: donniedarkos)

gailcarriger:

sanfranciscohouses:

North Beach

Places I have visited.

Places I live near. (Actually, one of my friends lives in the yellow building.)

gailcarriger:

sanfranciscohouses:

North Beach

Places I have visited.

Places I live near. (Actually, one of my friends lives in the yellow building.)

prismatic-bell:

valentina-slaynetta:

kidgnosis:

#he praises women to the high heavens in his music and y’all still don’t believe that he loved us#imma start a campaign called bi not gay#and another called pale not white#just for him (tags by @stankface, not me)

Also ignored: Freddie was adopted.

Every goddamn time I see someone who feels shitty about having been adopted, I point out that they share a very important trait with one of the greatest rockers of all time. It never fails to cause a smile.

Adopted Indian bisexual man who lived successfully for years with HIV = in your face.

Oh, Freddie. We still miss you.

(Source: hoopdiddydiddy)