MURK AVENUE: I FOUND ICE CUBES 'GOOD DAY' ›

murkavenue:

CLUE 1:
“went to short dogs house,
they was watching Yo MTV
RAPS”
Yo MTV RAPS first aired:
Aug 6th 1988
CLUE 2:
Ice Cubes single “today was a good day” released on:
Feb 23 1993
CLUE 3:
”The Lakers beat the Super
Sonics”
Dates between Yo MTV Raps air date AUGUST 6 1988 and the release…

phonyrevolutions:

neil-gaiman:

It’s nice to see a New Year’s Wish rendered as a poster…

I can’t believe my poster was reblogged by Neil Gaiman on his official Tumblr! I feel all kinds of special now xD (even though someone reposted it, which makes me feel not so special, but then again, I’m just happy he got to see it :D) 

One more time people, we’re almost there, Happy New Year! ^^

A Look Back At The Year

I see people posting all of these positive things about 2011, trying to make it seem, in hindsight, better than it was. I won’t do that. 

The only thing I have to be thankful for in 2011 is that it’s over. 

One of the worst years of my life, in every sense.

I lost people that I thought I would see on my wedding day. 

Friendships that I thought would last for the rest of my life were gone in an instant. A few words were enough to brings years of support crumbling down. 

I almost lost everything I had ever worked for, including myself. 

I lost the support I’ve had all my life. People who were supposed to build me up in my times of need only pushed my face further into the dirt. 

The only positive thing to come from 2011 is the fact that 2012 is only one day away. 

The Church says the Earth is Flat, but I know that it is round. For I have seen the shadow on the Moon, and I have more faith in a shadow than in the Church.

Ferdinand Magellan

Those who criticize our generation forget who raised it.

Explaining Color to the Blind…

Red is hot and spicy, like standing too close to the fire. Orange is warm and smooth, a velvet curtain heated by the sun. Yellow is buttery and rich, like sunshine on your face. Green is earthy and comforting, the smell of fresh pine needles. Blue is cool and crisp, like dipping your foot in a lake in October. Purple is dark and rich, a baritone sax bellowing jazz. Brown is healing and ancient, the smell of earth on the forest floor.

So very true. 

I’m just trying to fill the spaces between your rights and my wrongs. 

No one likes the sound of the rain when the sun is still shining.