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Alan Rickman reads Shakespeare’s Sonnet 130

My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips’ red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damask’d, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks;  And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound; I grant I never saw a goddess go; My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:    And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare    As any she belied with false compare. 

It seems pretty windy

I forget where I read this but I think it’s a Chinese proverb? 

Average color of US states based on satellite imaging.

Awww

2 smol 2 care [x]

— Ocean Vuong, from On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous (via lunamonchtuna)

I have to end the year by thanking all of you who like and reboot and respond to my obsessions. You truly saved my sanity this year. And thank you all for helping me to further understand the amazing diversity that exists in our world. My students, friends and colleagues will all benefit from what I’ve learned about neurodoversity and sexuality. This is such a brave and welcoming community, and I wish you all a very happy, and healthy New Year.

For purely selfish reasons, here’s some pics of the boys that made my year sparkle:

I rediscovered Jack! I listened to him constantly in college and spent this summer re-obsessing.

ELP. I’ve loved them for more years than I’d care to admit to. This is the year they really became part of my DNA.

They all look so happy here. Their silly goofyness makes my heart happy.

Carl. He is utterly beautiful here. My lord.

This is a favorite picture for so many reasons. They both look beautiful. Greg is just so heartbreakingly sweet, and he’s got a huge pupper in his lap.

Keith. In white. Smoldering. No other explanation needed.

Finally, my heart. The loss is still a fresh open wound.

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I’m sorry if I missed anyone! Happy New Year! 🎉

I hate to say this, but i came across this one blog a few months ago and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about this since so Im just gonna say it now

No prog musician has cake except for Ian Anderson and Greg Lake