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GPOY: I Don’t Iron My Collars If I Don’t Feel Like It Edition View high resolution

GPOY: I Don’t Iron My Collars If I Don’t Feel Like It Edition

I am a ship set sail, contained inside your bottle
Your love binds me yet begs me the freedom to sail
And sail I will on the high seas of your heart.
These waters are not always calm
And I would have it no other way
Some men want the Carribean,
Calm and constant, no waves to be seen
But you are my radiant, wild Bearing Strait.
=M. Case   (from Bros, Prose, and Pantyhose)

I am a ship set sail, contained inside your bottle

Your love binds me yet begs me the freedom to sail

And sail I will on the high seas of your heart.

These waters are not always calm

And I would have it no other way

Some men want the Carribean,

Calm and constant, no waves to be seen

But you are my radiant, wild Bearing Strait.

=M. Case   (from Bros, Prose, and Pantyhose)

(via ohsehnsucht)

Here is Challenge #2
2) Grab a book and a snack. Find a cozy chair to curl up in. It’s an adventure and you don’t even have to leave the house.
Reading Desiring God by John Piper.  Interesting thoughts about faith and joy.  Definitely worth a read :) View high resolution

Here is Challenge #2

2) Grab a book and a snack. Find a cozy chair to curl up in. It’s an adventure and you don’t even have to leave the house.

Reading Desiring God by John Piper.  Interesting thoughts about faith and joy.  Definitely worth a read :)

“No picture, sight, or color could begin to capture the blues.  It’s the kind of music that seeps into your bones, finds its way into your blood stream and wraps itself around your heart.  It squeezes tightly with each snap of the drumstick onto the snare and with each dissonant guitar shrill.  With each raging palpitation of your ventricles and breathless intake of your lungs; the blues reminds you that this is what it means to be alive…to feel…to ache…to breathe…to bleed.”
-from the anthology Bros, Prose, & Pantyhose by M. Case

“No picture, sight, or color could begin to capture the blues.  It’s the kind of music that seeps into your bones, finds its way into your blood stream and wraps itself around your heart.  It squeezes tightly with each snap of the drumstick onto the snare and with each dissonant guitar shrill.  With each raging palpitation of your ventricles and breathless intake of your lungs; the blues reminds you that this is what it means to be alive…to feel…to ache…to breathe…to bleed.”

-from the anthology Bros, Prose, & Pantyhose by M. Case

This video is even better on vimeo in full screen.  The 7D is redonkulous.  Click through for the magic. View high resolution

This video is even better on vimeo in full screen.  The 7D is redonkulous.  Click through for the magic.

kpwu:

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Featuring yours truly.  Another smashing hit by film legend, Kenny Wu.

(Source: kennypjwu)

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