Author: hearseeno

larinah:

*Sits here not so patiently waiting for American Gods to be a tv show or miniseries.*

*Taps watch a few times.*

*Continues to wait…….*

I’m over here watching The Rocky Horror Picture Show.  (“Dammit! Janet! I love you!”) It’s kind of strange to see Barry Bostwick with dark hair.  

If you’re taking obscure recs:  I stumbled on the TV series “Awake” on Netflix a couple months ago.  Jason Isaacs plays a police officer who is living in two lives and unsure which is the real one.  

simplyirenic:

slatestarscratchpad:

alienpapacy:

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
‘My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!’
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

I met a programmer the other day
Who said “A vast and blocky plastic box
Stands in my workspace; in it, so they say
Half-dead, a chip from Intel lies, which clocks
566 M-hertz; the CD drive
And fifteen gigs, and bundled AOL
Must have seemed neat when Reagan was alive
But now the stickers on its lifeless shell
Seem only fit sad memories to revive
And on the light beige case are words that say:
“THIS COMPUTER IS NEVER OBSOLETE
SURF! INVEST! EMAIL! TYPE! SHOP! TRAVEL! PLAY!”
The monitor is dark; near its defeat
My new and shiny MacBook whirs away

#ozymand OS (via gravything)

Source: neuroxin

Look!! That’s a FERRY at the end of that dock.

The rest of the journey will be under the Ferryman’s tender care.

Jordan’s River is deep and wide, hallelujah.
Meet my mother on the other side, hallelujah.

Jordan’s River is chilly and cold, hallelujah.
Chill’s the body, but not the soul, hallelujah.

Michael, row the boat ashore, hallelujah.
Michael, row the boat ashore, hallelujah