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prediction
Saturday Obama will take the stage, with his captive audience not yet aware of who his VP is. He’ll say “hold on one second….” takes out his cell phone and immediately the audience knows what’s going down, everybody pulls out their phones to check.
“My vice presidential nominee is AL Gore”- Barack Obama - the most massive text message ever.
crowd goes wild.
polls swing way over to Obama.
any decision McCain could make (Lieberman) will fail in comparison.
I think I would die immediately.
Let’s make this happen. The part about Blair dying, I mean.
We’re not delusional enough to think that Al Gore would agree to be VP again, are we? He’s way too busy sitting in his basement jerking off while watching An Inconvenient Truth on a loop. Like practically everything else about Obama, your imaginations are inflated beyond reality. Now, if Obama selected Steve Jobs as his VP, now THAT would be Crazy Awesome®.
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in·teg·ri·ty (noun)
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…of wholeness or consistency. Behavior and decisions which are consistent and in line with ones principles
Personally, I think this trait is hard to find in most people these days. But I have a bestfriend who has great character and is full of Integrity. I am lucky to know her and appreciate her on so many levels.
What are these levels you speak of? Do you have a loft? I always wanted a loft. Or a balcony at least. That would be Crazy Awesome® to have my own levels from which to appreciate this post.
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AMAZING
While passed out from the Crazy Awesome® seizure I just had, I dreamt that my junior high art teacher was getting gang banged by my high school’s glee club.
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I would totally let that typeface put it in my butt.
How to Show Telephone Numbers On Letterheads (via afiler)
i want to send typewritten letters to everyone i know via pigeon and this stationery.
I never wanted to be a typeface more than this moment.
On another note, that is a dope design.
I’m right there with you Meaghano. I’ve been waiting for the right typeface to come along to offer that special piece of real estate. This one is IT!
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pistachio ice cream with friendkeh (via *Karo*)
The last few days here in NYC have felt like fall—chilly, windy and rainy. It’s supposed to move back up into the 80s this week, but for now I feel like the summer is almost over. Seems fitting that I’d celebrate HBW with a summer-inspired ice cream shot then, this week. Of course, I’m also lactose intolerant.
This is deep on so many levels. I only wish I had taken the picture.
If you are, in fact serious, could you elaborate? How many levels, and what are they specifically? Because all I see is ice cream on a cone.
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Isn’t it obvious? Let me break it down for you…
The pistachio flavor represents all of us… Only when we allow ourselves to be opened, will our true character be revealed. Some of us are natural, while others are just as the red pistachio; dyed in color, as if trying to make beautiful something that was not intended for beauty.
The double scoop represents capitalism, always telling us to consume more and more and more when half as much was likely more than enough. We have to rush to use all we purchase before it becomes wasted, but that effort is futile.
The cone represents the downward spiral into which all excess drips, until it has soaked through leaving our hands, both literally and figuratively, a sticky mess, to which no number of napkins will suffice.
Also, note that the background is out of focus. We have become singularly focused on consuming that the world around us is insignificant. That woman beyond the cone appears to be looking longingly at it. Does she covet what is not hers, as our capitalistic society dictates. Or is she in need of food and wishes only for what you will eventually throw away? We don’t know. And we don’t care.
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Thanks, Kyle!
I’m sorry to crosspost, but this might be the most perfect photograph ever taken.
Sorry, topherchris. This image is missing several key “perfect photograph” elements. Please photoshop in a Wall•E, an iMac, a furry animal and a reference to Mad Men and you would then have yourself an almost perfect photograph.
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I’m going to saunter up to this cupcake, pinch it on the bum and whisper something nasty in its ear.
Good luck with that. I’ve tried a similar approach with bagels and lets just say I’m no longer allowed in several bakeries. But they were totally asking for it.
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iPhone success!
After a slight detour at the 14th St. store (they weren’t selling any today), I headed back up to the 5th Ave. store and scored the last ticket in the 3pm line. Waited outside for a little over an hour, and then another half hour in the store. Took another 10 minutes for them to transfer my number and activate my phone, and I was out the door. I clutched it the entire ride home on the subway, the full walk back to my apartment, and now I am sitting on my couch just looking at it. This is what it must feel like to bring your first newborn home. Not really sure what to do with it, or quite what it’s capable of, but you’re pretty sure it’s just changed your life.
Let me tell you from experience that it is EXACTLY like bringing home a newborn. It’s cute, expensive, confusing, and after 2 months, everyone you know will be fucking sick of hearing you talk incessantly about it.
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I’ve got to say, I love this photo.
This photo will be a great offense to the Muslim people. They think showing the bottom of your feet is the ultimate disrespect. So much for all the goodwill of the middle east if he’s elected. Damn.
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Alex Ross, famous comic book illustrator, does his take on Obama.
The night is darkest just before the dawn. And I promise you, the dawn is coming.
This image is Crazy Awesome® because it perfectly illustrates the REAL hope that Obama represents. Not hope for the future. Not hope that the world will be perfect once he’s elected. No. He represents hope that he is actually more than just an empty suit. There has to be something under the suit and tie that will make him super. Please let there be, because if not, I am going to feel like a total tool for plastering his photo all over my bedroom wall.
