I love tumblr, but every time i find a great artist, they're like SEVENTEEN or EIGHTEEN, or pushing that limit at TWENTY TWO. I feel like grandpa. When i was seventeen, i didn't know anything was better than that animaze. MAN.
YAH IT'S TIME. http://www.etsy.com/shop/Finchie THAT's WHAT TIME.
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I think what bothers me a lot about aging, is other people. I'd really thought a lot of the people around me would have gotten smarter or more sensible. They haven't. The only changes I see are that they are becoming settled and dumber. They'd really like nothing better than going to work everyday, pumping out babies and doing whatever stereotypical adult hobby they have. Fishing, or hunting or something like that. And it sucks because some of them, you used to be able to have an intelligent conversation with. But they don't want to do that now. At best, they parrot CNN or Fox news. At worst, they are just no longer interested in real conversation. They just repeat what so and so is doing at work or what so and so is doing in their family.
And this isn't just southerners, its a lot of friends across the country.
I was leaving my apartment building about an hour ago to walk to a store down the street. I live in a 3 unit converted house that has a universal access point from the front door and individual entrances in the rear with a fire escape-like series of metal stairs. I was going out the front and before I shut the door, I felt something drop on my shoulder like a piece of the awning or wall had fallen off. When I looked, there was a large bug on my shirt (it looked like a beetle, but I was stretching a bit and couldn't see it so great). Without taking my eyes off of it, I went to shake my shirt to get it off and then it FUCKING SHRIEKED. I'm not talking about a small chirp or barely audible sound, I mean a very loud shriek that lasted about the amount of time it took me to run the fuck away and until whatever the hell it was flew away. The internets have provided nothing other than it may have been a Bessbug (though I've watched a bunch of videos and the noise is nowhere near as loud sounding and is a pretty quick repeated chirp compared to a sustained shriek. When I came back 10 minutes later, I stood on the front walk-way trying to find signs of the bug and ultimately decided I would rather go to the back entrance. I know it was just a bug (I think), but bugs aren't supposed to fucking shriek.
Maybe it was an alien?
Spent the better part of the day out in the sun yesterday. Today, i look like the early stages of Toxic Avenger.
Last edited by DirtySouth; 30 Jul 2012 at 10:09 AM.
Cicadas are so fucking loud, and it's their season now. They look kind of like giant-ass flies.
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