Radness. I love speederbikes, they’re some of my favorite Star Wars technology. This Concept art by David Kang combines speederbikes and the Jedi Starfighter, which also rules. Nice.
Not that anybody asked, but what is the raddest thing?
The idea that five west germans were frozen in hypersleep chambers until a post-apocalyptic cult made up of robed wise men and animal women awoke them from their thousand year slumber and tried to force them to kill each other in a caged arena. But instead of having a murdergasm, The Scorpions rocked the animal women’s faces off Rocked them…
Like a Hurricane.
An all-female Bon Scott Era AC/DC cover band? Yes please, two tickets to bonerville.
I vote Iron Man 2 for best movie ever. I’m in love.
Can’t wait to party.
draw a dog tuesday
Sometimes when stupid shit that people place huge importance on passes across my desk at work I want this as a magic moving stamp to put on it. POW HERE IS A DOG YOU ARE DUMB. Awesome.
More Mope, Motoriginal
Generally speaking, I am not particularly manly. I like catsuits and flouncing around and clothes. I’m in the theater, David Bowie makes me cry, sports makes me want to fall asleep. The only particularly manly thing I am interested in is Girls. Sorry, let me amend that- Girls and Old Muscle Cars.
I don’t know what snapped in the auto industry in 1980, but they stopped making truly beautiful cars (With the exception of the 80’s Trans-Am, which will forever seize my heart with Hasslehoff Hands). Most of the 20 years before that were filled with the most gorgeous vehicles ever to hit the road. My soft spot is mostly for Chargers, Roadrunners, Corvettes, and Camaros. I still don’t know what it is about them that makes me shake, but I think it has something to do with a marriage of flash and masculinity. Driving a ‘71 barracuda is essentially the vehicular equivalent of an impeccably well-cut suit and white oxfords. I know I’m a poser because I’ve never driven one, but I’m literally begging to.
I know context is for the weak, but this scene is from one of the most Grant Morrison-y JLA stories of his run, where a war in heaven starts and ends in two issues. Seriously. It’s one of the more Kirby-esque bits of writing he’s done, I think. The way the angels are treated more like space aliens than agents of god sort of bonds it to the way that Asgard used to be represented in Thor. Morrison rules.
Gibson Les Paul ‘68 Custom Justin Hawkins Signature (Gold) - Live
Sweet Moses, it looks like he stole that guitar from zeus.