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Jun
21st
Sun
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Adam took some great pictures from the TJS Tourney yesterday.
Adam took some great pictures from the TJS Tourney yesterday.
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i just need to find a boyfriend, get a husband, and open a joint checking account.
— Whitney, one of the many gems that came from my friends this weekend
Jun
19th
Fri
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fuckyeahmeninsuits:

bangtidy:

oldfilmsflicker:

sunshinecaroline:
(via momentarily)



i mean, REALLY. he doesn’t even make it fair for anyone else.

fuckyeahmeninsuits:

bangtidy:

oldfilmsflicker:

sunshinecaroline:

(via momentarily)

i mean, REALLY. he doesn’t even make it fair for anyone else.

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Daddy-o hard at work, making serious moves
Daddy-o hard at work, making serious moves
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File under: You know you’re in Boston when…
File under: You know you’re in Boston when…
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Tomorrow I’m playing in the Annual TJS Softball Classic with all my friends, like we do every year. The tournament is to raise money in honor of our friend Todd, who died of cancer in 2002. This is (almost) all my friends at the tourney last year. Oh, and the Red Sox World Series trophies. NBD.
Tomorrow I’m playing in the Annual TJS Softball Classic with all my friends, like we do every year. The tournament is to raise money in honor of our friend Todd, who died of cancer in 2002. This is (almost) all my friends at the tourney last year. Oh, and the Red Sox World Series trophies. NBD.
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(401): how is it that boston is so bitchin and the rest of massachusetts sucks so much?
(617): how is it that you still think “bitchin” is an acceptable term anymore?
— TFLN. i’m going home tomorrow! for the best weekend EVER
Jun
18th
Thu
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A man sat at a metro station in Washington DC and started to play the violin; it was a cold January morning.
He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, since it was rush hour, it was calculated that thousands of people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.

Three minutes went by and a middle aged man noticed there was musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried up to meet his schedule.

A minute later, the violinist received his first dollar tip: a woman threw the money in the till and without stopping continued to walk.

A few minutes later, someone leaned against the wall to listen to him, but the man looked at his watch and started to walk again. Clearly he was late for work.

The one who paid the most attention was a 3 year old boy. His mother tagged him along, hurried but the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk turning his head all the time. Every single time a child walked past, he or she tried to stop and watch. All the parents, without exception, forced them to move on.

In the 45 minutes the musician played, only 6 people stopped and stayed for a while. About 20 gave him money but continued to walk their normal pace.
He collected $32.
When he finished playing and silence took over, no one noticed it.
No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.

No one knew this but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the best musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written with a violin worth 3.5 million dollars.

Two days before his playing in the subway, Joshua Bell sold out at a theater in Boston and the seats average $100.

Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of an social experiment about perception, taste and priorities of people. The outlines were: in a commonplace environment at an inappropriate hour: Do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize the talent in an unexpected context?

One of the possible conclusions from this experience could be:

If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing the best music ever written, how many other things are we missing?

“Violinist in the MetroA man sat at a metro station in Washington DC and start…” - My soup (via terminally-incoherent) (via peterwknox)

Always try to pay attention to everything.  Because you never really know what’s worthwhile and/or important until later.

(via feinsodville)

Jun
17th
Wed
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I seem to like to kiss trouble on the forehead and then try to back away. I test my limits quite often. I guess that’s what 22-year-olds do. But I’m fallible and human and I’m figuring it out.
— Shia LaBeouf
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pinkhotel:

Dear Friends who would not go to Cafe Habana with me tonight-
I took matters into my own hands (thanks to this lovely find).
xo,
Jen

JEN. I will go to Cafe Habana with you ANYTIME.

pinkhotel:

Dear Friends who would not go to Cafe Habana with me tonight-

I took matters into my own hands (thanks to this lovely find).

xo,

Jen

JEN. I will go to Cafe Habana with you ANYTIME.