The Sandman, man.
This is how Tiffany Haddish ended her standup special. I’ve never been so happy to be cursed.
"So much of our lives and what we experience as emotions is chemicals in our brain. We’re so powerful. We don’t know how powerful we are. So if you’re really, really busy and you just do not have any time for yourself, if you just turn your phone off and go away from everyone—whether it’s mindfulness practice or just breathing or, well, I don’t think having a cigarette would be exactly the same, but it’s really breathing. People think it’s the chemicals in cigarettes, but it’s just they’re addicted to going and just having a moment by themselves."
— I love Jonathan and this brief profile GQ did on him is so pure
The Ugly Delicious episode on fried chicken is essentially an hour-long discussion about racism and cultural appropriation and it’s amazing?
Well that’s stupid shit I’m never going to watch now.
When you can’t even fry a fucking piece of chicken without climbing up your own ass about how great hating white people makes you in your mind.
Look at these sadbois being sad.
I got new eyes the other day so I’m basically insufferable.
Jeff Goldblum
©Randall Slavin // The Gentleman’s JournalSexy Jeff Goldblum is best Jeff Goldblum.
this is like the best part in HBP
Star Wars: The Last Jedi Commentary.
Many places have a “forest that shouldn’t be entered.” Even people who are used to working in the mountains feel there is something there. They are suddenly overcome with fear and it becomes the custom to avoid certain places. These places exist. I don’t know what is there, but I think they are real. I’m not a believer in the occult, but the world is more than we can fathom with our five senses. This world doesn’t exist just for humans. So I think it’s all right to have such things. This is why I think it’s a mistake to think about nature from the idea of efficiency, that forests should be preserved because they are essential for human beings …
I am concerned, because for me the deep forest is connected in some way to the darkness deep in my heart. I feel that if it is erased, then the darkness inside my heart would also disappear, and my existence would grow shallow.
Hayao Miyazaki, “Totoro Was Not Made as a Nostalgia Piece”, Starting Point: 1979-1996