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Art from a different point of view
robot-heart:

Berry Tart (by Bakerella)

robot-heart:

Berry Tart (by Bakerella)

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carnegriffiths:

Strength, Ink and tea on paper by carne griffiths

carnegriffiths:

Strength, Ink and tea on paper by carne griffiths

MTO

MTO

(Source: bavarde)

inothernews:

adamisacson:

What’s cool is that under that rock, almost certainly, are some actual newts. Getting squished, of course, but still.
jerrybrito:

Newt Gingrich sitting on a rock.


He sat on a rock.  Pine needles everywhere.  No earthly sounds save the occasional crash of a dead limb to the forest’s floor.  Long ago wolves and deer and titmice scurried about in these woods and now there was none of these things.  The skies clear blue but bereft of currents upon which once rode flock of geese and murder of crows.  He was alone.  No tools with which to hunt, but there was no prey regardless.  His mind often drifted back, for it could not be content in the present.  There once was verdant green, bountiful farm, meadows upon which his horses traipsed.  There was shopping and errands and electric bills and other diversions and now he had none of those.  He had himself and a soiled striped shirt and damp slacks and pomaded hair and in his back pocket a Contract With America under which he slept during the cold nights, dreaming of nothing and waking to the same.
46 more states? 
Yes.
Are you sure you want to do this?
Yes.
Why?
Because.
Okay.
Okay.
What if you don’t win?
Then we lose.
You want to lose?
Of course not.
Then why run?
Because we need to get to the Moon.
The Moon?
Yes.
Okay.
Okay.

inothernews:

adamisacson:

What’s cool is that under that rock, almost certainly, are some actual newts. Getting squished, of course, but still.

jerrybrito:

Newt Gingrich sitting on a rock.

He sat on a rock.  Pine needles everywhere.  No earthly sounds save the occasional crash of a dead limb to the forest’s floor.  Long ago wolves and deer and titmice scurried about in these woods and now there was none of these things.  The skies clear blue but bereft of currents upon which once rode flock of geese and murder of crows.  He was alone.  No tools with which to hunt, but there was no prey regardless.  His mind often drifted back, for it could not be content in the present.  There once was verdant green, bountiful farm, meadows upon which his horses traipsed.  There was shopping and errands and electric bills and other diversions and now he had none of those.  He had himself and a soiled striped shirt and damp slacks and pomaded hair and in his back pocket a Contract With America under which he slept during the cold nights, dreaming of nothing and waking to the same.

46 more states?

Yes.

Are you sure you want to do this?

Yes.

Why?

Because.

Okay.

Okay.

What if you don’t win?

Then we lose.

You want to lose?

Of course not.

Then why run?

Because we need to get to the Moon.

The Moon?

Yes.

Okay.

Okay.

A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

Book Art By Jonathan Wiley, A Tree Grows In Brooklyn.

A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

Book Art By Jonathan Wiley, A Tree Grows In Brooklyn.

wandering can lead to beautiful finds

wandering can lead to beautiful finds

NY TIMES: "Mitt Romney and his wife, Ann, made $27 million in 2010. They held millions of dollars in a Swiss bank account and millions more in partnerships in the Cayman Islands. His family’s trusts sold thousands of shares in Goldman Sachs that were offered to favored clients when the storied investment house first went public. The couple’s effective federal tax rate for the year worked out to 13.9 percent, a rate typical of households earning about $80,000 a year. Yet the hundreds of pages of tax documents released by Mr. Romney’s campaign on Tuesday morning did not readily reveal any elaborate financial legerdemain or exotic tax shelters. What Mr. Romney’s returns illustrated, instead, was the array of perfectly ordinary ways in which the United States tax code confers advantages on the rich, allowing Mr. Romney to amass wealth under rules very different from those faced by most Americans who take home a paycheck."

(Source: inothernews)

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