Skateboarding is MY saviour...

Skateboarding is MY saviour... This is my view of this fudged up planet and all the beautiful and ugly things in it. Mainly beautiful.

Reblogged from consistentlyoverdressed

too-punk-to-fuck:

bizarre-brain:

By Lora Zombie.

I wrote an essay on her

Reblogged from visualamor

ahtist:

“this butt… is the best butt.”

(Source: natama-men)

Rob Ford: Mayor Quimby or Media Savant? | Indecent Xposure

My first article, click and see if you will support this career I love after you read. The Tumblr community has helped so many, please help me with these. Love all who will give me a shot.

Be Cool, Drop Out of School | Indecent Xposure

Fuck school, it’s a waste of our lives and we have so much resources within our digital culture. Be the best on your own terms.

Being Responsibly Irresponsible | Indecent Xposure

Bringing all the things important into a simple how-to: Parties, good times, and the work involved.

Pornstar Kim Kardashian is a Talentless Whore | Indecent Xposure

Someone should decimate this disease!!!

A Quick Guide to B&E's | Indecent Xposure

Take up B&E’s it’ll give you a new found reason to live.

Reblogged from blimpshed

blimpshed:

Bill Hicks appeared on The Word in 1992 on the same night as the infamous Oliver Reed interview

Reblogged from mangledsmile

(Source: khalu)

Reblogged from mangledsmile

(Source: vvildfleur)

Reblogged from wildcat2030

wildcat2030:

As a gastronomic delicacy, the five-ounce hamburger that Mark Post has painstakingly created here surely will not turn any heads. But Dr. Post is hoping that it will change some minds.

The hamburger, assembled from tiny bits of beef muscle tissue grown in a laboratory and to be cooked and eaten at an event in London, perhaps in a few weeks, is meant to show the world — including potential sources of research funds — that so-called in-Vitro meat, or cultured meat, is a reality.

“Let’s make a proof of concept, and change the discussion from ‘this is never going to work’ to, ‘well, we actually showed that it works, but now we need to get funding and work on it,’ “ Dr. Post said in an interview last fall in his office at Maastricht University.

Down the hall, in a lab with incubators filled with clear plastic containers holding a pinkish liquid, a technician was tending to the delicate task of growing the tens of billions of cells needed to make the burger, starting with a particular type of cell removed from cow necks obtained at a slaughterhouse.

The idea of creating meat in a laboratory — actual animal tissue, not a substitute made from soybeans or other protein sources — has been around for decades. The arguments in favor of it are many, covering both animal welfare and environmental issues. (via Engineering the $325,000 In-Vitro Burger - NYTimes.com)

Reblogged from shotto-meka

(Source: beatnikgarbageartist)

wildcat2030:

Read of the day:
I do not identify with my body. I have a body but I am a mind. My body and I have an intimate but awkward relationship, like foreign roommates who share a bedroom but not a language. As the thinker of the pair, I contemplate my body with curiosity, as a scientist might observe a primitive species. My mind is a solitary wanderer in this universe of bodies. 
Though I identify with mind, the mind itself is matter. I remember dissecting a fetal pig’s brain in high school. As I sliced layers of cerebellum and cerebrum, I imagined someone likewise cutting my own brain from my skull and examining the weird intersection of my mind and body. There I would lie in the petri dish, the whole mystery of my being made visible, the unutterable complexities of consciousness, thought and personality reduced to a three-pound mass of squiggly pink tissue. Hello, self. Where is the vaporous soul I am said to be, the exiled child of God from another world? This looks, rather, like some Martian’s bizarre pet.
go read this..
(via I Am Not This Body - NYTimes.com)

Reblogged from wildcat2030

wildcat2030:

Read of the day:

I do not identify with my body. I have a body but I am a mind. My body and I have an intimate but awkward relationship, like foreign roommates who share a bedroom but not a language. As the thinker of the pair, I contemplate my body with curiosity, as a scientist might observe a primitive species. My mind is a solitary wanderer in this universe of bodies.

Though I identify with mind, the mind itself is matter. I remember dissecting a fetal pig’s brain in high school. As I sliced layers of cerebellum and cerebrum, I imagined someone likewise cutting my own brain from my skull and examining the weird intersection of my mind and body. There I would lie in the petri dish, the whole mystery of my being made visible, the unutterable complexities of consciousness, thought and personality reduced to a three-pound mass of squiggly pink tissue. Hello, self. Where is the vaporous soul I am said to be, the exiled child of God from another world? This looks, rather, like some Martian’s bizarre pet.

go read this..

(via I Am Not This Body - NYTimes.com)

Reblogged from robdelaney

wnycradiolab:

Julie Mecoli’s “Dark Matter” is a series of artworks inspired by the University of Queensland Pitch Drop Experiment (if you want to seriously geek out about this, our story on the experiment is right here). 

Mecoli’s pieces are made of bitumen.  They start out looking like solids and slooooowly reveal their true liquid nature.  Check out some of her other work here.

ratchetmess:

here’s the wtf pic of the day… I dunno why I just love the fact this is all happening in baby phat jeans (logo on zipper)

Reblogged from ratchetmess

ratchetmess:

here’s the wtf pic of the day… I dunno why I just love the fact this is all happening in baby phat jeans (logo on zipper)