Statues in bars

We all know them ; 

people who go to the same bar, every single night.
They sit on their bar stools, looking either utterly bored or drunk and not even slightly amused by
the dragging conversation they've been having for the past hours.

What's driving them there? Is it so exciting to see the same people over and over again in the same place?
What happened to the whole "meeting new people"-concept?  Is it such a big risk to take the plunge to go to a place where you've never ever been before? No wonder people have become so dull, they hold on to routines as if they were social zombies. You can recognize them you know, the social zombies ; they have this blank expression while sipping their usual drinks, they practically don't move from where they sit expect for mother nature's call and they desperately try to get the bartender's attention when glasses are empty like their heads. Motionless figures as it were.  So if you go into a bar, and you spot them try to act naturally and avoid any eye-contact.

On top of my to-do list.

                                   I would do all four of them. Hotness ².

And after that, 

I seriously consider contacting these guys for a hot, sweaty get-together.

If you should be in one of these pictures :
PLEASE MAIL ME, I LOVE YOU!

. note : “Irony is an insult conveyed in the form of a compliment” (E.Whipple)

Zombie Land goes Pin Up

Ok, call me sick, call me mentally ill, call me whatever you want , I couldn't care less because  I actually kinda like this...
Pin Up girls always manage to make my imagination do overtime but
these zombie chicks are just too cool to function.
Oh, wait. They don't , they're dead. Right.

Anyway, go to the website if you want to order your own zombie pin up calendar 

(and make sure you hang it in the kitchen, bedrooms are a no go). 

 

Facebook kills your braincells.

Facebook,

the used-to-be new hype/buzz/crap/shit/whatever.
Ok, I'm on it, who isn't ?
I have an account for like 5 years already  (it wasn't that popular back then) and there's only one thing that really, really gets on my nerves :

I absolutely fucking HATE all those ridiculous fan pages & groups
(examples : "I love it when you smile", "I hate it when it rains", "I can't stop crying because never text me back",  " You hurt me, so why would I still like you" or possibly my favourite "Because of Edward Cullen, human boys have lost their charm".
Sigh. At first it was funny, relevant maybe even. No, it probably was just "new" and exciting.
But then it all just went down the drain... Pages popped up like mushrooms on a rotten tree, like couples having sex in the room next to you or like insects on a hot summer day, you really want to ignore them but you just simply can't (cry, cry, boohoo).
Oh and I almost forgot to mention one :
"Because of all the groups and pages, I don't feel special or unique any more.". Please, you have got to be kidding me, right?
Well stop joining them would be my direct humble advice. Bet Dr. Phil & Oprah would say the same.
So to all the people who make pages like that; please stop. You're slowly and painfully killing me and other people who just don't dare to admit they're annoyed as well. Stop expressing every single boring fact of your life through fan pages or groups. Or I will come in the middle of the night and pop both of your eyeballs out with a fork.

Roadhouse Blues

I took this picture on my way to London whilst listening to The Doors a few months ago.
Almost got killed by a tour bus, almost caught pneumonia because of the non stop "I-don't-want-to-encourage- tourists-to- go-out-and have-a-good-time- rain" and actually lost my favourite t-shirt but still : I will go back soon.

Stateless - Down Here

This gives me chills whenever I hear it... It's so beautiful!