top: 3rd Rock from the Sun vending machine.
bottom: vending machine in my apartment building that I liked so much that I had the logo part as my avatar on tumblr for like two years
never have seen this vending machine otherwise.
so we’re thinking about making sarcasticindiefucks into a blog strictly about this dog
is this an okay idea you guys
hey tumblr let’s do something fun with craigslist
let’s all post missed connections on NYC’s missed connections page.
type in the specific location as “bayard street” in BROOKLYN if you can (as a sort of secret code) so we know you’re actually from tumblr.
you can say anything you want and/or reply to them in any way you wish. (for example: a fictional missed connection in nyc, a proclamation of ~luv~ for somebody on tumblr or not on tumblr, a question you want answered, something you want erryone to read, etc.)
if anything interesting happens and you post about it on tumblr, tag your post with #bayard street so we can see!
I discovered this song through a friend a few years back. The man who wrote this song was named Kevin. He wrote it on a hospital bed when he was about to undergo surgery that had never been performed successfully. It was the second time this surgery had been performed, and he was told that there was a chance he might not make it. Kevin made it through the surgery, but passed away some time after. This is my favorite song, and in honor of Kevin I recorded this song.
THIS SONG IS FOR EVERY SARCASITC INDIE FUCK SO LISTEN, OK BYE.