tscp:

kari-shma:

© sharyn morrow (via Beauty in Everything - Photography)
Reblogged from tscp-a

タンブラーというサービスは「見るだけじゃダメ!」なのです。

外から見ただけ、読んだだけでは、ただのネタの羅列です。これはこのタンブラーのRSSをリーダーに登録しようとも変わりません(tumblrのRSSは別の利用方法がありますが、これは別の機会に書きます)、これなら別に他のブログでも同じです。カテゴリもなければタグも(タグはつけられますが)ありません。これがタンブラーが敷居が高いと言われる所以だと思うのです。

そうなんです。良くわかんないのです。

じゃあどうすんの?というと、答えはひとつしかありません。

「タンブラーは登録して、firefoxからdashboard(ダッシュボード)を眺め、reblog(リブログ)」

です。これ以外にタンブラーを知る方法は今のところありません。もっと言うと、「firefoxというブラウザをタンブラー仕様にカスタマイズをした後にワンクリックでリブログ」を加えてもいいかもしれません。何の事やらさっぱりですね。敷居が高いなあ(笑

しかし、僕がそうであるように多くのタンブラーユーザーが感じていること、それはタンブラー以降、

明らかにインターネットのスピードが上がった

ことです。

Reblogged from Syoichi's Tumblr

この会社には230人の僧侶が登録。派遣件数はうなぎ登りで、最近では月間500件に達したという。「お布施が明確で定額」(同社社長)で、業界内では割安なのが人気の理由らしい。たとえば法事は3万5000円~、通夜・葬儀は15万~30万円など。

で、どんな僧侶が登録してるのか。檀家が減ってしまって、収入がない住職。寺の人間関係になじめずに寺を離れていた人。住職になれなかった寺の次男、三男もいるそうだ。

Reblogged from shikatanai
宮崎あおいは 自分の好きな男の人の忘れられない女の子、のような破壊力がある という表現をどこかでみたが、その通りだと思う
sayonala:

Ratty’s new dress (via Big Fat Rat)

sayonala:

Ratty’s new dress (via Big Fat Rat)
dame-kana:

“Using the $5 million machine employed by U.S. customs on the Mexican border, Veasey wasn’t looking for illegal immigrants or contraband, he was just making a picture.”
(from TIME online)

dame-kana:

“Using the $5 million machine employed by U.S. customs on the Mexican border, Veasey wasn’t looking for illegal immigrants or contraband, he was just making a picture.”

(from TIME online)

Reblogged from A.W.O.L.

091125:Hibernation

zyanose:

安全より少し危険なくらいの方が好き

完璧な解答よりも少し歪んだ回答の方が好き

どっちが本物でどっちが偽物とか

どっちでもいい

Reblogged from チアノーゼ
awa-des-jours:

deadgirls:

rainbowmummies:

volatilestructure:

emptylight:

erospainter:

Forget about the scant hours in her brief life when Sylvia Plath was able to produce the works in Ariel. Forget about that tiny bit of time and just remember the days that spanned into years when she could not move, couldn’t think straight, could only lie in wait in a hospital bed, hoping for the relief that electroconvulsive therapy would bring. Don’t think of the striking on-screen picture, the mental movie you create of the pretty young woman being wheeled on the gurney to get her shock treatments, and don’t think of the psychedelic, photonegative image of the same woman at the moment she receives that bolt of electricity. Think, instead, of the girl herself, of the way she must have felt right then, of the way no amount of great poetry and fascination and fame could make the pain she felt at that moment worth suffering. Remember that when you’re at the point at which you’re doing something as desperate and violent as sticking your head in an oven, it is only because the life that preceded this act felt even worse. Think about living in depression from moment to moment, and know it is not worth any of the great art that comes as its by-product.
–Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation


This is what I try to fucking tell people….but they don’t really understand.

awa-des-jours:

deadgirls:

rainbowmummies:

volatilestructure:

emptylight:

erospainter:

Forget about the scant hours in her brief life when Sylvia Plath was able to produce the works in Ariel. Forget about that tiny bit of time and just remember the days that spanned into years when she could not move, couldn’t think straight, could only lie in wait in a hospital bed, hoping for the relief that electroconvulsive therapy would bring. Don’t think of the striking on-screen picture, the mental movie you create of the pretty young woman being wheeled on the gurney to get her shock treatments, and don’t think of the psychedelic, photonegative image of the same woman at the moment she receives that bolt of electricity. Think, instead, of the girl herself, of the way she must have felt right then, of the way no amount of great poetry and fascination and fame could make the pain she felt at that moment worth suffering. Remember that when you’re at the point at which you’re doing something as desperate and violent as sticking your head in an oven, it is only because the life that preceded this act felt even worse. Think about living in depression from moment to moment, and know it is not worth any of the great art that comes as its by-product.

–Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation

This is what I try to fucking tell people….but they don’t really understand.

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生まれ変わったら駅前のカフェになりたい