fuckyesoldhollywood:

Audrey Hepburn and Gregory Peck on the set of ‘Roman Holiday’

fuckyesoldhollywood:

Audrey Hepburn and Gregory Peck on the set of ‘Roman Holiday’

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fuckyeahmannymachado:

That catch was just unreal.

fuckyeahmannymachado:

That catch was just unreal.

(Source: baseball-heaven)

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mightyflynn:

Camden Yards before Oriole Park
Photo via loZuponeFellsPT

mightyflynn:

Camden Yards before Oriole Park

Photo via loZuponeFellsPT

(via stadium-love-)

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We Can't Stop

lindsayzoladz:

 I agree with the general concept of poptimism, but that word never fails to make me want to barf, because 99+% of people who listen to pop music do not have to come up with some kind of factionalized team name in order to enjoy it—they just fucking like what they like. And maybe that was part of the reason why going to the Bangerz Tour was so refreshing and yes I will even say life-affirming: Nobody there was trying to debate, like, Ted Gioia’s Daily Beast article between sets. 99+% of the girls (yes, they were mostly girls) there would not know/care about what “rockism” meant, or whatever insider-baseball circle jerk the “music writing community” was engaged in that day. They were just there to freak out over the music they loved. 

Yes.

(via lastyearsgirl)

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fuckyesoldhollywood:

Marilyn Monroe by Milton Greene

fuckyesoldhollywood:

Marilyn Monroe by Milton Greene

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dustjacketattic:

the sea door | by eamon gallagher

dustjacketattic:

the sea door | by eamon gallagher

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rootsnbluesfestival:

2014 Roots n Blues artist The Avett Brothers!

rootsnbluesfestival:

2014 Roots n Blues artist The Avett Brothers!

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rootsnbluesfestival:

Blues queen Bonnie Raitt in July 1972 in Greenwich Village, New York City, New York.  Photo by David Gahr

rootsnbluesfestival:

Blues queen Bonnie Raitt in July 1972 in Greenwich Village, New York City, New York.  Photo by David Gahr

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fuckyesoldhollywood:

Marilyn Monroe by Ernest Bachrach

fuckyesoldhollywood:

Marilyn Monroe by Ernest Bachrach

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theanimalblog:

Submitted by: mygeorneys

theanimalblog:

Submitted by: mygeorneys

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rootsnbluesfestival:

Ella

rootsnbluesfestival:

Ella

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(Source: ghostof, via awelltraveledwoman)

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newspeedwayboogie:

The Black Keys - Fever

Tripped out, blissed out, new Black Keys

yessss

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Typhoon | Cat’s Cradle, Carrboro, NC | 03.18.2014 | © Agatha Donkar / brand new kind of photography
Typhoon was nothing short of incredible last night. Weeping for days in the best possible way.

Typhoon | Cat’s Cradle, Carrboro, NC | 03.18.2014 | © Agatha Donkar / brand new kind of photography

Typhoon was nothing short of incredible last night. Weeping for days in the best possible way.

mightyflynn said: What is it about baseball?

johndarnielle:

Honestly after years of contemplating this question I think it’s the geometry. The way that the still scene on the field at any given moment contains a finite but vast number of possibilities. The more into baseball you are, the more of these possibilities you’re able to spot and hold in your mind between pitches. In this way, baseball mirrors literally every waking moment of one’s life, except that in baseball, the compulsion to act is permanent and ongoing, so there’s never a point in any 3-2 count where the whole team just loses sight of its goals and gets a crummy job it hates and ends up wasting a whole year there instead of just the summer. This just doesn’t happen in baseball. There are a number of possibilities, and then one of them is put into play, and then the consequent number of possibilities opened by the play are set in motion, and yet again they are winnowed down to one, and all this is right there, like the energy of the atom, in the configuration of the nine players on the field and the one at the plate. Hence geometry. This is the opposite of boxing, which is not about geometry or physics or calculus or heroic narratives, but which is the sport where you get to hit somebody in the face all night and he doesn’t even take it personally, and then you even hug each other afterwards no matter who won, unless you’re a really bad sport. 

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