This blog contains The Avengers, Sherlock, The Big Bang Theory, LoTR, Whose Line Is It Anyway, The Hobbit, recycled humour, and
OCCASIONAL PORN. I have recently sold my soul and entered the Supernatural fandom. Expect everything.
(Formerly crowsandsparrows)
NOW I GET IT
I’ve been staring at it for 5 minutes!
Le génie du mal [The genius of evil, aka; Lucifer]; Guillaume Geefs
“The statue was originally a commission for Geefs’ younger brother Joseph, who completed it in 1842 and installed it the following year. It generated controversy at once and was criticized for not representing a Christian ideal.The cathedral administration declared that “this devil is too sublime.” The local press intimated that the work was distracting the “pretty penitent girls” who should have been listening to the sermons.” [x]
[The original ‘sublime’ version shown below, and the ‘revised’ one in the photoset above]
> Make sculpture of the devil
> No this sculpture is too hot for church
> Make another one
> It’s even hotter
If you say “old sport” three times in front of your mirror Gatsby will appear and awkwardly hit on your wife
“I’ll never forget the day Marilyn and I were walking around New York City, just having a stroll on a nice day. She loved New York because no one bothered her there like they did in Hollywood, she could put on her plain-jane clothes and no one would notice her. She loved that. So as we we’re walking down Broadway, she turns to me and says ‘Do you want to see me become her?’ I didn’t know what she meant but I just said ‘Yes’- and then I saw it. I don’t know how to explain what she did because it was so very subtle, but she turned something on within herself that was almost like magic. And suddenly cars were slowing and people were turning their heads and stopping to stare. They were recognizing that this was Marilyn Monroe as if she pulled off a mask or something, even though a second ago nobody noticed her. I had never seen anything like it before.” - Amy Greene, wife of Marilyn’s personal photographer Milton Greene
Up to the point where I lost him, I was mostly just embarrassed the spider had to see me naked.
talking about hannibal when a wild typo appears
How Wings Are Attached to the Backs of Angels
by Craig Welsh (1996)
I find this weirdly fascinating
Correction: were
yOU KNOW YOU CAN LEAVE OKAY