Where Does Your Chicken Come From?
In its first season, Portlandia created this instantly iconic piece asking a waitress what the life of the chicken they were about to order was like.
So, we thought we’d ask, too.
“This is the chicken’s file… His name was Collin and here’s a picture of him.”
Such a great sketch. We had Armisen on TODAY this morning to discuss returning to Portlandia.
“Failure,” by Swans
I, I’ve been lonely
And I, I’ve been blind
And I, I’ve learned nothing
So my hands are firmly tied
To the sinking leadweight of failure
I’ve worked hard all my life
Money slips through my hands
My face in the mirror tells me
It’s no surprise that I’m
Pushing the stone up the hill of failure
They tempt me with violence
They punish me with ideals
And they crush me with an image of my life that’s nothing but unreal
Except on the goddamned slaveship of failure
I’ll drown here trying to get up for some air
But each time I think I breathe
I’m laid on with a double share of the punishing burden of failure
I don’t deserve to be down here
But I’ll never leave
And I’ve learned one thing
You can’t escape the beast
In the null and void pit of failure
When I get my hands on some money
I’ll kiss it’s green skin
And I’ll ask it’s dirty face
“Where the hell have you been?”
“I am the fuel that fires the engine of failure.”
I’ll be old and broken down
I’ll forget who and where I am
I’ll be senile or forgotten
But I’ll remember and understand
You can bank your hard-earned money on failure
I saw my father crying I saw my mother break her hand
On a wall that wouldn’t weep
But that certainly held in
The mechanical moans of a dying man
Who was a failure
My back hurts me when I bend
Because I carry a load
My brain hurts me like a knife-hole
Because I’ve yet to be shown
How to pull myself out from The sucking quicksand of failure
Some people live in hell
Many bastards succeed
But I, I’ve learned nothing
I can’t even elegantly bleed
Out the poison blood of failure
Old, Weird Tech: Dr. Neubronner’s Patented Miniature Pigeon Camera
(via The Atlantic Tech channel)
“The mechanisms were simple. A camera with a pneumatic timing mechanism was attached to a bird with a cute little harness. Then, the bird was released, and every so often, the timer would go off, and a puff of compressed air would trigger the exposure.”
Too wonderful.
Reblogging mostly because I think it’s funny that nybadassilisks reblogged it <3
(Source: drjamie)
It just hit me: I am happy.
And not just right now, at this instant, but in a wonderfully vast and permeating way. Here’s to 2012.
How I say hello: »
When I’m meeting new people:
When I see someone cute/trying to flirt:
To everyone else:
And to my best friends:
(Source: xmicahh)
My new year’s resolution is to stop buying shit; what’s yours?
I originally had zeroed in on clothing, but really, I’d like to extend it across all channels.
Exceptions include food/eating out (duh), music (also duh), books (although I probably own at least six months’ worth of books I haven’t read yet) and experiences.
But for clothes, the only exceptions are needed items I don’t already own (like a bridesmaid dress for one of the possibly several weddings I’ll be in next year) or replacements for necessary items (like gloves, or undergarments).
I think it’ll be harder than it sounds — think how often you buy even just little things — but when it comes right down to it, I don’t need MORE stuff. And anything that comes along that I think I DO need can likely be made, borrowed or simply done without. All that money I would have spent on gratuitous or frivolous items will (ideally) go instead toward my loans.
I’ll let you all know how it goes … I figure if I post every indiscretion I make here, the shame will help me stick to my guns. :)
What are your guys’ resolutions?
P092111PS-1187 (by The White House)
Sept. 21, 2011
“The First Lady reacts to something the President whispered to her at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel in between events related to the United Nations General Assembly in New York City.”
(Official White House Photo by Pete Souza)cute ^_^
Look at his smirk, though! lol
“I don’t give a fuck if Secret Service hears us or who’s watching us right now. When we get home, I’ma tear that ass up.”
the quote hahhaahahaaaaaa
brb dying at that quote because when i saw this picture that’s what i pictured him saying, too. does that make me a perv?
Lol @ the quote.
Audrey Hepburn rides a scooter for ‘Roman Holiday’, 1953.
My twin sister has really gotten in to mountain biking and cyclocross this past year, and she showed me this amazing video when I was home for the holidays.
Shock and awe, folks. Shock and awe.
Music is by Ben Howard, who’s become my new obsession.
Shame on them! Shame on them, that they would rather see women deliver unattended than allow another nurse midwife to provide that care.”
— Jeanne Prentice, owner of the WomanKind Midwifery, re: midwives who support a current statute that outlaws assisted home births in Nebraska. For more, check out our partner station KVNO News’ two-part series: “Unassisted: Home birth in Nebraska.” (via netnewsnebraska)
(via ilovecharts)
ALWAYS reblog, SO important
