ENGRISH MOTHERFUCKER! Do you speak it?!

Now, a question of etiquette - as I pass, do I give you the ass or the crotch?

Tue, 24 Nov 2009 04:19:53 -0500

ohsitdown: Soldiers exercise during a training session at a...

Tue, 24 Nov 2009 04:19:06 -0500

ohsitdown:

Soldiers exercise during a training session at a beach.

(REUTERS/China Daily)

KUNG FU;
It’s fucking real.

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Mon, 23 Nov 2009 22:30:47 -0500

xynephionnoir:

niub:

kagurazakaundergroundresistance:

muchomurka:

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2008-12-18

That’s a shitload of Jabbawockeez

I just hate having a shitty workout then you have a shitty rest of the day.

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 22:22:27 -0500

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stound: mattgorman: Homemade chicky fingers are the...

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 22:07:13 -0500

stound:

mattgorman:

Homemade chicky fingers are the bestest.

Auto Reblogged.

AND YOU GUYS SHUT THE HELL UP.

LOL Aaron.
Bert probly going to like this too.

Holy Shat

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 21:57:52 -0500

welcometothisblogbitch:

I was never a big Star Trek fan, even as a kid. I was as familiar with the basic mythology as anyone, and thought First Contact was pretty great (Borg = Space Zombies = YES), but that’s about it.

Like a lot of people, this summer’s J.J. Abrams-helmed sequel/reimagining really brought me around. And though it was fast-paced, smartly-written and ridiculously fun, part of me always wished, despite holding no real sentimental allegiance to the original series, that Shatner had somehow been a part of it.

This leaked excerpt from an early version of the script (via TrekMovie.com) is a glimpse of how incredible that would have been. If you saw the movie — and especially if you loved it like I did — you should check this out.

ALTERNATE SCENE B

SPOCK PRIME
Then I ask that you do yourself a
favor… put away logic, and do what
feels right. The world you’ve inherited
lives in the shadow of incalculable
devastation… but there’s no reason you
must face it alone.

And from around his neck, he removes the PENDANT that
until now, we’ve only caught glimpses of. Places it on
the table beside his younger self. The feeling in his
eyes is profound…

SPOCK PRIME (CONT’D)
This was a gift to me. Representing…
a dream. One we were unable to fulfill.
(softly)
The way you can now.

And moves to the door. Stops. Offers the VULCAN SALUTE:

SPOCK PRIME (CONT’D)
As my customary farewell would appear
oddly self serving, I will simply say…
good luck.

Their eyes hold. Spock turns, disappearing into the
corridor. Young Spock stares at the empty doorway a
beat, his mind a jumble of thoughts. Looks to the
pendant… and realizes it’s a HOLO-EMITTER. After
considering a beat, he hits an activation button and a
MOVING HOLOGRAPHIC MESSAGE materializes before him:

CAPTAIN JAMES T. KIRK. WILLIAM SHATNER. As always,
brash, wry, confident — and SINGING:

KIRK/ SHATNER
Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to
you…
(stops, grins)
I know I know, it’s illogical to
celebrate something you had nothing to do
with, but I haven’t had the chance to
congratulate you on your appointment to
the ambassadorship so I thought I’d seize
the occasion… Bravo, Spock — they tell
me your first mission may take you away
for awhile, so I’ll be the first to wish
you luck… and to say…
(beat, emotional)
I miss you, old friend.

… and we’re PUSHING IN on Young Spock, taking in the
image of Kirk’s future self, the message, but above all —
the clear, unquestionable friendship these two men had…

INT. CORRIDOR – CONTINUOUS

As Spock Prime walks off down the corridor, he passes
right by a man conferring with a nurse — the man pauses,
turns… it’s SAREK. Suddenly overcome by a feeling that
the stranger who’s just passed him is… oddly familiar.

KIRK/SHATNER (V.O.)
I suppose I’d always imagined us…
outgrowing Starfleet together. Watching
life swing us into our Emeritus years…

INT. STARBASE ONE – HANGAR – ETERNAL NIGHT

MUSIC BUILDING — glass walls reveal THE ENTERPRISE at
dock, UTILITY CRAFTS floating around it, repairing.
Standing at attention in rows, THE ENTERPRISE CREW —
over four hundred of them wearing DRESS UNIFORMS — TRACK
DOWN the faces, all proud:

KIRK/SHATNER (V.O.)
I look around at the new cadets now and
can’t help thinking… has it really been
so long? Wasn’t it only yesterday we
stepped onto the Enterprise as boys?
That I had to prove to the crew I
deserved command… and their respect?

And we STOP ON YOUNG KIRK. Composed, focused, proud. A
man. And to every fan’s delight, finally wearing his
YELLOW SHIRT. The FEDERATION COMMANDANT stands at a
podium:

COMMANDANT
This assembly calls Captain James
Tiberius Kirk…

Kirk breaks from formation, pivots, marches down the
hangar — past UHURA… SULU… CHEKOV… SCOTTY. All
Beaming. Notably absent, is Spock. Kirk ascends the
stairs, snaps to attention:

COMMANDANT (CONT’D)
Your inspirational valor and supreme
dedication to your comrades are in
keeping with the highest traditions of
service and reflect utmost credit to
yourself, your crew, and the Federation.
By Starfleet Order 28455, you are hereby
directed to report to Commanding Officer,
USS Enterprise, for duty as his relief.

Kirk turns. Walks to… PIKE. In a wheelchair now,
wearing an ADMIRAL’S UNIFORM. Overnight, his hair’s
turned totally grey — but despite his trauma, his
pride’s overwhelming. They SALUTE each other:

KIRK
I relieve you, Sir.

PIKE
… I am relieved.

He opens a BOX in his lap — glorious in repose, a MEDAL:

PIKE (CONT’D)
And as Fleet Admiral, for your… unique
solution to the Kobayashi Maru, it’s my
honor to award you with a commendation
for original thinking.

Pike containing a smirk, pins the medal to Kirk’s
chest…

PIKE (CONT’D)
(a touch choked)
Congratulations, Captain.

KIRK
Thank you, Sir.

Kirk turns to the crowd. Eyes shining. WILD APPLAUSE.
OUR MUSIC SOARS. Bones leans in to Sulu, rolling his
eyes:

BONES
… Same ship, different day.

As Kirk rejoins his crew for hugs and congratulations, we
go to the BACK of the hangar… SPOCK PRIME. Watching.
Moved beyond words. He turns and leaves them to it… as
he goes…

KIRK/SHATNER (V.O.)
I know what you’d say — ‘It’s their turn
now, Jim…’ And of course you’re
right… but it got me thinking:

INT. STARFLEET HOSPITAL – EARTH – DAY

Our montage comes full circle as we END on Kirk’s
transmission:

KIRK/SHATNER
Who’s to say we can’t go one more round?
By the last tally, only twenty five
percent of the galaxy’s been chartered…
I’d call that negligent. Criminal even —
an invitation. You once said being a
starship captain was my first, best
destiny… if that’s true, then yours is
to be by my side. If there’s any true
logic to the universe… we’ll end up on
that bridge again someday.

Stops, grins. Because this is the part he needs to say
most…

KIRK/SHATNER
Admit it, Spock. For people like us, the
journey itself… is home.

Young Spock’s face. Lost in feelings that flood through
him.

wow that’s awesome.
if only Shatner is not a total diva.

You Oughta Know - Alanis Morissette

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 21:25:00 -0500

You Oughta Know - Alanis Morissette

rhettjones: a house made from litter … so...

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 21:20:43 -0500

rhettjones:

a house made from litter

… so revolutionary… so AVANT GARDE!

fittythebone: I am Man, and man doth build… Today I built a...

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 20:56:46 -0500

fittythebone:

I am Man, and man doth build…

Today I built a steadicam for the movie we’re shooting. Oh by the way, I’m making a movie! Our writer/director is talented and knows what he’s doing, and my perpetual awesomeness adds more to the project than one could possibly comprehend.

The idea of these things is to use a counterweight system to keep the camera from shaking during tracking shots. They are also balls-out expensive, so I used this man’s genius tutorial and made one of my own. I also got to say things like “titanium oxide drill bit” and “half-inch galvanized steel pipes” several times today, and each time I could feel my beard/chest hair growing.

I finished building and shot some test footage. RAD. The thing works like a charm. I am so stoked for this project. Once we’re done, count on me whoring it out as much as possible, but for now just wish me luck.

is it porn? irregardless, dont forget to post the finished product.

rhettjones: i love monkeys :D I can haz bananaz?

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 20:04:22 -0500

rhettjones:

i love monkeys :D

I can haz bananaz?

cakeface: Don’t be shy. You can take another piece of me....

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 20:03:52 -0500

cakeface:

Don’t be shy. You can take another piece of me. Everyone else already has. Until there’s nothing left. Until I disappear (via I Wrote This For You: The Orderly Queue)

paperclip stairs

liar liar pants on fire

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 20:02:06 -0500

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*sex

walex: My T-shirt in case any of you are too lazy to click...

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 20:00:52 -0500

walex:

My T-shirt in case any of you are too lazy to click through from the dashboard.

gnarly 90’s

danieleric: (via kornholio) this blog is an instant follow the...

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 20:00:28 -0500

danieleric:

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this blog is an instant follow

the fact that it is a dot biz site make it much more awesomer.

stound: (via randos) I think your layout blue itself. well...

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 19:59:41 -0500

stound:

(via randos)

I think your layout blue itself.

well hello there

jockohomo: When The CIA Tried its Hand at Magic - [Magician]...

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 12:37:13 -0500

jockohomo:

When The CIA Tried its Hand at Magic - [Magician] Mulholland’s instructions were written not for stage magicians, but for the covert operatives of the CIA. At the height of the Cold War - in the era of nuclear missiles and submarines, amid the tangled cloak-and-dagger maneuverings of espionage and counterespionage - the agency was also secretly doing something else. It was trying to learn to do magic.

awe

stop right now, thank you very much

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 12:33:11 -0500

r-y-a-n:

bathroomwindow:

I need somebody with a human touch

HEY YOU!

jingc: The many ethnic groups of China - the above being the...

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 12:32:42 -0500

jingc:

The many ethnic groups of China - the above being the Zhuang minority group. I love how each group shows off the items that they are most proud of or hold most dear, like the face masks of the ethnic Maonan or the many groups that show off their looms.

(via Metafilter)

Their traditional attire looks eerily similar to some ethnic groups here (Kadazan-dusun, Bajau). Small world.

CHers

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 12:23:58 -0500

Socks.

(via shoelust) i like this, but it’s so lady gaga circa...

Mon, 23 Nov 2009 11:34:37 -0500

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i like this, but it’s so lady gaga circa poker face era