I give a shit. The got to march in the opening and closing ceremonies and were televised and discussed by the NBC announcers during the first night of Olympic coverage. And they didn't even bother to compete. That's outrageous.

We may not approve of the methods they used to get there, but hey, in the end all that matters is that they can put Olympic Halfpipe Champion on their resumes.

Nightmare Bear eating it.

I can see my house!

Too bad he didn't film any short videos of these areas. Would have been cool to see some Vines.

Sorry but this is the cheesecake I want. Space geek girl in coveralls with springy ringlets, I love you.

Because a lack of gravity doesn't automatically send things up.

where the hell do i find these?

Last year, she was in Antarctica. This year, they've got her on the Vomit Comet. Where will the poor woman be next year? Challenger Deep? Halfway to Mars? Newark???

I Just thought I'd share this little gem of a Tumbler: True Detective Conversations

"but he's Guy Fieri, his buildings hair-gelled monsters of advanced spatial douchebaggery."

I'm sure they exist if I was willing to look, but imagining those one-star Amazon reviews of the Necronomicon are pretty hilarious.

You should note, that crossing right-to-left is correct for the Orthodox church.

It doesn't have to be either or. There is a long tradition behind the idea that drugs, especially Hallucinogens don't necessarily make you see things that aren't there, but uncover things as they really are. Certainly that shows up in Lovecraft. So yes, that scene was a call out to his past, but it also was filled…

McConaughey has been straight up killing it the past several years. Best Actor Emmy front runner for this, hands down.

And his wife. Oh, how gloriously perfect his wife is for him:

"In Soviet Russia...bathroom"
"In Soviet Russia....elevator"

Feel the rhythm... Feel the rhyme... Get on up... It's time to move to a new fucking hotel.