Whatcha Say, Pete Campbell (by DangerGuerrero)
Reblogging this to add that someone needs to update this video to include the two times Pete got punched in the face tonight.
Whatcha Say, Pete Campbell (by DangerGuerrero)
Reblogging this to add that someone needs to update this video to include the two times Pete got punched in the face tonight.
Seersucker sheets. Need.
Yes! I love my oxford sheets but these would make a great summer alternative.
(Source: Apartment Therapy, via thingsthatpleaseme-deactivated2)
I’m going to see the new X-Men movie this afternoon. I have mixed feelings about seeing it. It looks good and I do love me some superhero movies. The whole movie was filmed here in Georgia. One action scene was filmed on my beloved Jekyll Island. Some shady backdoor deals were done to allow the movie to film there and significantly alter the beach without going through the proper channels that exist to protect the island. I’ve heard that the movie left a mess on the island and that infuriates me. I don’t care how good the movie is if they ruined the beach to make it. Legal action is being taken against Georgia DNR for allowing this.
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J.D. Salinger (via peter-sawyer)
About to start rereading Catcher in the Rye. My favorite book of all time. I know I posted about this a little over a year ago, BUT this is a timeless gift that your Gent will love no matter what he loves!
Keep it Classy, Keep it Southern,
cHc
(via southerngentgifts)
(via southerngentgifts)
Yes! This documentary seems to have come out of nowhere but I can’t wait to see it.
This seems to touch on so many of my conflicting feelings about my home state. This trailer gave me chills. It represents the “duality of the Southern thing” (TM. Drive-By Truckers). Just look at how powerful the words from the trailer are:
It [the South] appears as a world entire; as a wheel upon the earth; a part of eternal events. Even after what will happen and what will come.
Deer Trail becomes Indian Trail become County Road.
What remains after all have gone? When each generation find itself in unfamiliar surroundings? When an end comes to that which gives comfort? When what is lost by the father is lost by the son? Could it have been some other way?
What should the new map look like?
Hey, bitch!
I’ve been revisiting Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil. I read the book for the first time in 1996. I was in 7th grade. My parents probably should not have allowed me to read it at that age, but they thankfully never censored my reading. After she saw me reading this, my teacher nominated me for Reader of the Year and I won it for the whole county. Nowadays, the teacher would probably send the student to the guidance counselor. The book (which I’m listening to on audio while fishing these days) holds up, but the movie by Clint Eastwood is every bit the mess of a movie I remember from when it first came out. It’s still cool to see lovely Savannah and that damn good dog Uga in a beautiful looking movie (which is about the kindest things I can say about it). Also as remembered, Lady Chabliss (playing herself) steals the movie.
I live further south than these but this is a cool event.
— –John Shelton Reed (via jasmineandhoneysuckle)