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Belka & Strelka

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pergus:

so i watched scott pilgrim vs the world again last night and the fact that im still picking up on things that i never saw before astounds me, like in this bus scene after the fight with matthew patel there’s a fucking bokeh filter on the front of the camera so when ramona is on screen all the out of focus bits are rendered as little “x”s and scott’s bits are little love hearts but when scott asks ramona if they’re dating now there’s a little ding from the bus as ramona’s turn to hearts like omg

the amount of attention to detail edgar wright puts into his films is absolutely baffling to me

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Walter: He lives in North Hollywood on Radford, near the In-and-Out Burger…
Dude: The In-and-Out Burger is on Camrose.
Walter: Near the In-and-Out Burger…
Donny: Those are good burgers, Walter.
Walter: Shut the fuck up, Donny.
(at In N Out Burger)

ahem. (at Austin, Texas)

The desperate cries of 17-year-old me are no less abject for the fact that she never had $90 for this shit either, half price or no.

juliascheele:

I drew a comic about getting married to the sea.

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The Pharcyde

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the pharcyde / passing me by

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So I’m going through a kind of ridiculous job search, looking for work in a city I don’t even live in yet, basically throwing myself at anything that I might be able to do and hoping that somewhere, I’ll stick. And it’s a nightmare. I mean, obviously, you know that, if you’ve ever looked for work, and at least 75% of the people reading this are adult humans trying to survive in a capitalist society, so you probably have. ANYWAY in the midst of ramping up for a really fun panic attack over writing a cover letter for a job I actually want today, I remembered a little book called Let’s All Find Awesome Jobs by Kevin Fanning that I bought and read the last time I was looking for work. VERY HIGHLY RECOMMENDED. It’s pretty much exactly the advice you’ve always wanted someone to give you about looking for work but for some reason no one ever has. Also, it will manage to make you laugh even while you’re dry-heaving over the thought of writing yet another cover letter.

johnathonolyon:

Super cut of one of the greatest artists of our time: cinematographer Roger Deakins.

kfan:

Every day when I pick up my four-year-old daughter from preschool
she climbs into her back booster seat and says, Mom—tell me your story.
And almost every day I tell her: I dropped you off, I taught my class
I ate a tuna fish sandwich, wrote e-mails, returned phone calls, talked with students
and then I came to pick you up.
And almost every day I think, My God, is that what I did?

Yesterday, she climbed into the backseat and said, Mom
tell me your story, and I did what I always did:
  I said I dropped you off
taught my class, had lunch, returned e-mails, talked with students…
  And she said, No Mom, tell me the whole thing.

And I said, ok. I feel a little sad.
And she said, Tell me the whole thing Mom.
And I said, ok Elise died.

Elise is dead and the world feels weary and brokenhearted.
And she said, Tell me the whole thing Mom.
And I said, in my dream last night I felt my life building up around me and
  when I stepped forward and away from it and turned around I saw a high
  and frozen crested wave.

  And she said, the whole thing Mom.
Then I thought of the other dream, I said, when a goose landed heavily on my head—
But when I’d untangled it from my hair I saw it wasn’t a goose but a winged serpent
writhing up into the sky like a disappearing bee.

And she said, Tell me the whole story.
And I said, Elise is dead, and all the frozen tears are mine of course
and if that wave broke it might wash my life clear,
    and I might begin again from now and from here.

And I looked into the rearview mirror—
She was looking sideways, out the window, to the right
    —where they say the unlived life is.

Ok? I said.
And she said, Ok, still looking in that direction.

thefinalimage:

Good Morning, Vietnam | 1987 | dir. Barry Levinson

Adrian: Gooooooooood-byyyyyyye Vietnaaaaam! That’s right, I’m history… I’m outta here. I got the lucky ticket home, baby. Rollin, rollin, rollin’… keep them wagons rollin’, rawhide! Yeah, that’s right… the final Adrian Cronauer broadcast… and this one is brought to you by our friends at the Pentagon. Remember the people who brought you Korea? That’s right, the U.S. Army. If it’s being done correctly, here or abroad, it’s probably not being done by the Army.

[imitating officer]: I heard that.

[as himself]: Oh, you’re here… good to see ya.

[as officer]: I’m here to make sure you don’t say anything controversial.

[as himself]: Speaking of things controversial, is it true that there is a marijuana problem here in Vietnam?

[as officer]: No, it’s not a problem, everybody has it.

[as Leo]: I don’t know, Adrian.

[as himself]: Leo! Leo!

[as Leo]: Adrian, take care of yourself. I just want you to know one thing… if you’re going to be dressing in civilian clothes, don’t forget pumps.

[as himself]: Thank you Leo… thanks for these. Oh, these are special.

[as Leo]: They’re ruby slippers, Adrian. Put these on and say, “There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home,” and you can be there.

[as himself]: I hope… I hope we all could.

R.I.P. Robin Williams, 1951 - 2014.

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Balboa Park, San Diego, 2011 from Land of Sunshine

Scott B. Davis

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