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Sick n Nerdy Hopped up Dub with some Star Wars included…

amyvernon:

Why, @neiltyson - why must you shatter so many geek dreams?

via @nprfreshair:

iwilleatyourzombieface:

DREAMS = SHATTERED

Why Exploring Space Still Matters (via @morningedition)

tibor-1:

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onetinyhand:

kim jong il.

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A 4,000-mph magnetically levitated train could allow you to have lunch in Manhattan and still get to London in time for the theater, despite the 5-hour time difference. It’s not impossible
via @novenator: “The truth about failed conservative Trickle-Down economics.” #comic

via @novenator: “The truth about failed conservative Trickle-Down economics.” #comic

A mother nuzzles a foal standing on his own (via ~DruisBrannan on @deviantART)

via:@alapoet:

Edward Krawetz, the Lincoln police officer convicted of kicking a handcuffed woman in the head outside Twin River casino in 2009, will serve no jail time.

Superior Court Judge Edward Clifton Monday sentenced Krawetz to a 10-year suspended ACI sentence and 10 years’ probation. The state had asked for seven years with 18 months to serve behind bars.  Krawetz could have faced up to 20-years in jail. 

(via No jail time for police officer convicted of kicking handcuffed suspect | Rhode Island Breaking News, RI Politics, Top Stories | Text WPRO to 68255 for mobile news.)

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Harley Davidson Not for the Good Citizens

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Not many things are as badass as Harley Davidsons and now… We can grab some badass Harley Davidson Skateboards!

Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sun on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning’s hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circling flight. I am the soft star-shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die.