Virtual Flaneurism

This is the tumblr version of your mother sending you a chain letter she got from her lady friends.

Who the hell sent this to me? Two days of work left and I am a mess.

Oh my god, Daniel Tosh, GET A HAIRCUT. I have a huge mancrush and the thought of you looking like Bill Nye is ruining it.

Also, I have a huge crush on contemporary Daniel Tosh. True story.

"Once you leave the womb, conservatives don’t care about you until you reach military age. Then you’re just what they’re looking for. Conservatives want live babies so they can raise them to be dead soldiers."

- George Carlin

I've adored this song so long, and it fits so well with the overly-emotional hipster music I've been posting lately.

While visiting family for Thanksgiving, I came upon the thought that I may have made more mistakes this year than any other.

A few days later, and a few thoughts richer, I amend my original conclusion: this year I have had the fortune to recognize more things that I want out of life than I ever have before. It takes effort to remember that knowing what you want is often a good part of the battle.

Anyway, it's been a long year. Onward and upward...or at least onward to 2011, and quickly.