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i'm just a boy, letting go of his heart. because the days are like knives, and the knives are so sharp...
Nov 24
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Hi Sarah Palin

  • Me: Oh man. Sarah Palin is coming to Jacksonville tomorrow.
  • Amy: Yeah! I'm gonna strap on some dynamite and go say 'Hi'!
Sep 24
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This is a skate deck I had Chad Landenberger paint for me in the vein of his Roaring Animal series. It’s the most radical Jaguar you ever seen! Thanks to Chad for being awesome! GO JAGS!!

This is a skate deck I had Chad Landenberger paint for me in the vein of his Roaring Animal series. It’s the most radical Jaguar you ever seen! Thanks to Chad for being awesome! GO JAGS!!

Sep 22
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A-Man on 'Inglourious Basterds'

  • Me: What'd you think of the basterds?
  • Austin: I give it a "ken" out of ten".. a "ken" being equivalent to 8... not perfect, but almost.
Aug 28
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Here’s Looking At You Kid - The Gaslight Anthem

Aug 26
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The Suicide File at ‘This Is Hardcore’ - Philadelphia, PA - August 14, 2009

going a little crazy with music related video posts lately, and after 2 straight girl postin’s, thought i’d switch the style up and watch the money pile up… gotta keep it real, right? now, i don’t expect you to watch this entire video. but the important thing to take away from this video is not the music itself but what occurs on stage from about the 1:37 mark to the 1:53 mark. MUST. WATCH. now that’s keeping it real…

ps - also keeping real is the lead singer of this band, who also happens to be a high school teacher… and he lets two of his students on stage to sing the fresh prince theme song at the 13:50 mark…

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Hot In Herre - Jenny Owen Youngs

amy just cued me to this girl’s music saying she “kinda sounds like zooey d.” a ‘kinda’ accurate description, although this particular cover doesn’t really back that up. but regardless of ‘sounds like’, i like her voice.. and in researching her i found this vid and it made me smile…

Aug 24
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Take Your Love With Me - Sophie Madeleine

Aug 23
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You Make My Dreams - Hall & Oates (from 500 Days of Summer)

Aug 14
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Blood, sweat and screens...

Let me just say, Amy and I are so incredibly lucky to have such awesome, generous, creative and gifted friends. A few days ago marked the completion of a long and difficult endeavor taken on by our friends Varick Rosete and Sean Tucker. You see, a while back, Amy and I were tossing around ideas for our wedding invitations. We knew we wanted something “different”, but we just didn’t know what. Then, Amy, being the beautiful genius that she is, came up with an idea to print the invitations on thin pieces of wood. YES! But wait.. how do we do that? Being two of the most talented and respected graphic designers in Jacksonville, that’s where V and Sean came in. We first talked to V about designing our invites, which he said he was more than happy to do. Then V talked Sean about the possibilites and logistics of screenprinting on wood. Although he’d never done it before, he was stoked to give it a whirl. So Amy and I found the wood we wanted and thought would work well, cut it into the size we wanted and got it over to Sean for a test run, just to see how the printing would take to the wood. Much to everyone’s excitement, IT WORKED! The wood held on to detail as well as any paper. So then V was off to the races designing the invites. And man… what an amazing job he did. If you’re wondering what talent is boys and girls.. see below and take notes. Amy and I were blown away by the designs he came up with. It was really hard to choose just one out of the couple he sent to us to review, but we did.  And with that, it was on like donkey kong. V and Sean, with a little help from Nille, got to work like madmen and spent several sleepless nights trying to make these things a reality for us. They fought off fatigue, uncooperative emulsion, damaged screens, imperfections in the wood and god knows what else.  I have never known anyone to work so hard and enthusiastically for their friends and for the sake of creating art.  And that’s who they are and that’s exactly what they did. They created beautiful pieces of amazing art that Amy and I are ecstatic about sending to our closest friends and family. A huge ‘thank you’ goes out to Sean, Varick and Jenille. I can’t say it enough, but Amy and I owe you guys so much for making a reality what was only a wild idea for us and for helping us make our big day that much more special. These bad boys are set to go out Monday. See you at the wedding…

xoxo

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Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being in love which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. …We had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two. — Captain Corelli’s Mandolin

Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being in love which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. …We had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.

Captain Corelli’s Mandolin