This morning’s jam session is brought to you by Calvin and Hobbes and The Noisettes’ “Wild Young Hearts.”

This morning’s jam session is brought to you by Calvin and Hobbes and The Noisettes’ “Wild Young Hearts.”

Yep. 
retrogasm:

I used to do this to my 45’s…

Yep. 

retrogasm:

I used to do this to my 45’s…

My Afternoon

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My afternoon has been packed now that I have my turntable in full operational condition. In the words of Emperor Palpatine, “Witness the awesome firepower of this fully armed and operational battle station.”

Why Teleportation is Clearly the Most Practical Mutant Power

I’m thinking the most powerful and useful mutant power for practical purposes has to be teleportation.  

Having combat powers is fantastic, sure, but what good is an optic blast that can level a building?  Besides the whole leveling a building thing, obviously?  Clearly it would be useful if you were in the construction business, but that sort of thing is designed to fight evil mutants with equally destructive powers. 

Wolverine’s claws? Same idea.  Sure, maybe in the real world he’d make the ultimate gardener, but the truth is there’s no real practical purpose.  Charles Xavier’s telepathic powers bring up all sorts of crazy ethical issues as our thoughts are private and should remain that way. 

The ability to teleport is where it’s at.  Traveling plans? Covered. Late for work? Covered. Stuck in traffic? Covered.  In fact, you would have no need for any mode of transportation unless it was strictly for recreation. 

Also, if your teleportation powers are strictly within the realm of line-of-sight, one can always teleport into the sky.  At 100 feet in the air the horizon is 12.2 miles away.  At 10000 feet? 122 miles away.  

The formula is:

d(istance) = 1.22 x the square root of the h(eight) of eye.  

So that means if you jump to 10,000 feet and then bamf again to the horizon again and again, you could travel 7,320 miles per minute.  Or 439,200 miles per hour.  

Fuck a car or a jet.  I want to teleport. 

mrwhaite:

The song was Chuck Berry’s You Never Can Tell.

(via guolfo)

I solemly swear that I am up to no good.

The stash from this weekend.

The stash from this weekend.

My life needs action captions. 

My life needs action captions. 

(via devayy)

vintagegal:

Cat on a Hot Tin Roof (1958)

One more week until I see you. 

One more week until I see you. 

If you don’t know what this is like… I’m sorry.

If you don’t know what this is like… I’m sorry.

(via bbdresses)

Wouldn’t the Ministry of Silly Walks be proud?

Wouldn’t the Ministry of Silly Walks be proud?