chels:

Ravel’s BolĂ©ro is stunning to experience. It’s one incredible 15-minute crescendo, a masterpiece of anticipation and repetition, and sitting in front of an entire orchestra swelling towards the final note is one of my favorite things. But this, this is just as unbelievable. An entire orchestra somehow comes out of four guys playing one cello. One instrument! It’s amazing. 

thebaconsandwichofregret:

weepingdildo:

Send me to Mars with party supplies before next august 5th

No guys you don’t understand.

The soil testing equipment on Curiosity makes a buzzing noise and the pitch of the noise changes depending on what part of an experiment Curiosity is performing, this is the way Curiosity sings to itself.

So some of the finest minds currently alive decided to take incredibly expensive important scientific equipment and mess with it until they worked out how to move in just the right way to sing Happy Birthday, then someone made a cake on Curiosity’s birthday and took it into Mission control so that a room full of brilliant scientists and engineers could throw a birthday party for a non-autonomous robot 225 million kilometres away and listen to it sing the first ever song sung on Mars*, which was Happy Birthday.

This isn’t a sad story, this a happy story about the ridiculousness of humans and the way we love things. We built a little robot and called it Curiosity and flung it into the star to go and explore places we can’t get to because it’s name is in our nature and then just because we could, we taught it how to sing.

That’s not sad, that’s awesome.

*this is different from the first song ever played on mars (Reach For The Stars by Will.I.Am) which happened the year before, singing is different from playing

Fun fact: The “friendzone” is real. It’s called unrequited love. It’s a major literary trope and the source of countless poetry.

mr-prism:

enscenic:

scifiscribbler:

lightspeedsound:

cognitivedissonance:

agoodcartoon:

the-cat-who-walks-through-walls:

thisblogisfortherats:

the-cat-who-walks-through-walls:

agoodcartoon:

And the medieval chunk of the poetry you’re talking about is entirely based around the idea that love ennobles, and so if one loves but is not loved in return, because the woman is married or trapped in a tower or THIRTEEN GODDAMNED YEARS OLD, one is obligated to go out into the world and use that love as a catalyst to do great and good things.

The “friendzone” narrative cannibalizes this, because it replaces the story of Working Your Passion On The World To Make It Better with the story of Working Your Passion On Some Judgemental Cockteasing Bitch Because Something Something My Penis.

somehow i cant imagine a fuckboy sitting down and composing a ghazal


damnit, don’t make me hope

don’t make me hope to one day see a poem where just over half the lines end in “because something something my penis”

don’t do that to me

what ungrateful bitch has put me in the friend zone?
who spurned my love, just as i was in the end zone?

m’lady, i tipped the fedora of my heart your way –

believe me, my love was no pretend zone

i felt euphoric for days, with your attention,

now here i languish, alone, in the condemned zone

That’s it, agoodcartoon is a goddamn poet for the ages.

Forsooth, mine love, why can’t you doth see me?
Through the chains of jocks which hast trapped thee?

My fedora displays knowledge and class
Unlike yon alpha male’s firm, tonĂ©d ass

My insults will pique your interests with ease
Since a true meninist shan’t deign to please

You can’t know what a Nice Guy’s true love is
Because friendzone, something, something penis

I will never, ever get the friend zone as a concept. It’s utterly stupid.

ha ha ha ha ha ha!

“My lady, the strings of my heart you’ve been plucking
But instead of my junk it’s that hunk that you’re fucking
Your heart is as cold as a frozen ice block
Because you will not something something my cock”

“I can’t believe you really thought we’d be friends
Can’t you see I’ve been nice for ulterior ends
The fact that you don’t live to fuck me is sick
You’re worthless to me something something my dick”

These are the thoughts of a million douchebags
Who deserve to hump nothing but crusty cumrags
She’s a goddess, you dolt, she’s a modern day Venus
There is more to love than something something your penis.

Hahahahahahahahahaha

wired:

Most tourists walk away from a grand cathedral like Notre Dame with a lousy iPhone pic that utterly fails the capture the majesty of the place. But Richard Silver’s panoramic photographs capture every detail, conveying the awe and wonder that inspires us to whip out our smartphones.

MORE: Vertigo-Inducing Panoramas of Churches Around the World

(Source: Wired)

OoooooooooOOOOoooooooooh.

Justice Kagan’s top Spider-Man jokes from today’s patent case

the-wordbutler:

Dear tumblr,

I know the venn diagram of comic book nerds and law nerds is a thin sliver, but the fact that no one on my whole dashboard discovered this today and yelled about it made me a little sad.

And a little happy, too, because I get to share it with you.

In a patent case between Marvel and a guy who created what later became a Spider-Man toy, Justice Kagan pulled out all kind of Spider-Man references. Including, but not limited to, the best cf. citation of all time.

And what else have I learned from this? That according to The Supreme Court Review, she is a massive comic fan and her favorite movie is The Avengers.

Shit, guys, now I have to reconfigure my whole list of favorite lady justices! 

Regardless, I hope you enjoy.

So here I was just an RBG fan.  I’m happy to expand my fanishness. 🙂

Justice Kagan’s top Spider-Man jokes from today’s patent case