the great zambini by emilio pérez pérez and igor legarreta
retro travel posters - rapture
intentionally bizarre messages on a dating site - “tell your cat I said ‘whatup.’”
There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;
And frogs in the pools singing at night,
And wild plum trees in tremulous white;
Robins will wear their feathery fire,
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;
And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.
Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree,
If mankind perished utterly;
And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn
Would scarcely know that we were gone.
zach weinersmith, cartoonist behind saturday morning breakfast cereal delivers his theory of adaptive infant aerodynamics