beer, comics, and tunes. ultimate friday afternoon.

i’m really starting to wonder what appeal tumblr ever held for me. bored.


Stalker process

Jacob van Loon

(via colourandtension)


Nikola Tesla reads.

In madness, the logic and reason that seem so pure and infallible are nothing but an illusion. (A mirage amidst a barren desert of incorrect assumptions and hastily drawn conclusions)


i am a terrible human being.


Narvik, Norway

Fabien F

(via bacchea)


Wayfaring Stranger
Jack White

(via fuckyeahbluegrass)

You have to die a few times before you can really live.

Charles Bukowski

sneezes and snot have been forcing their way out of my various face-holes all day. i managed to drop nearly everything that found its way in to my hands at work (including the tip jar, which is now held together by half a roll of scotch tape.) despite feeling like utter shit, i made it as far as the locker room — determined to get some form of exercise in today — before realizing that i’d forgotten my gym clothes.

admittedly, i turn into an incessantly whiny child whenever i get sick.

this sucks.


ivan shushkin

winter, 1980

oil on canvas

whenever I’m feeling particularly unproductive, this is probably what I should do.

thrown through a loop again.