captain sunbeam

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Who is this?
captainsunbeam captainsunbeam Said:

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erasing:

Mitch Hedberg is everywhere

This pretty little miss hitched a ride from the grocery store.

The light is so good right now.

backstoryradio:

Lantern slides showing movie theater etiquette and announcements, circa 1912.

All images via Library of Congress.

(via stayforthecredits)

filminfilm:

White Zombie (1932) in Ed Wood (1994)

Submitted post by coupdetorchon!

Me: Have a good day!

Tiny old lady: I INTEND TO! [cackles like cartoon witch for 10 full seconds, slams door on her way out]

magnificentruin:

from lunar orbiter 1

Everything about this is so fucking desolate, I can’t stand it.

pulpfictions:

"To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.”

— Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot

[post this from the bathroom at DFW and Cara refers to it as a “joke” when I get back to our seats]

me: Maybe I don’t exist and that’s why I haven’t gotten any interviews yet. [nervous laughter] Maybe you’re the only one who can see me. Maybe I’m haunting you?

cara: If you’re paying half the rent, then you’re a pretty good ghost.

me: Fair enough.

What metro Boston AAs are trite but correct about is that both destiny’s kisses and its dope-slaps illustrate an individual person’s basic personal powerlessness over the really meaningful events in her life: i.e. almost nothing important that ever happens to you happens because you engineer it. Destiny has no beeper; destiny always leans trenchcoated out of an alley with some sort of Psst that you usually can’t even hear because you’re in a such a rush to or from something important you’ve tried to engineer.
Infinite Jest, David Foster Wallace
  • Mom (out of nowhere): Are you gonna miss me?
  • Me: Jesus, Mom! Of course I am.
  • Mom: Not as much as I'll miss you.
  • Me: Let's not get into a competition about who'll miss the other more, ok?
  • Mom: ok.
  • [several seconds of silence]
  • Mom: But it'll be me.
  • Me: OH MY GOD MOM