Man, we must all be tickled pink at the news from the American Music Awards. Twenty One Pilots, The Chainsmokers and Drake have all won a gong. Where the hell are Coops and Walt when ya' really need 'em?
An all time classic from one of the best movies ever made. Tex Ritter sang over the opening credits in the film, but Frankie Laine scored bigger in the charts. Brilliant.
There comes a point when even a cartoon becomes a piece of art. The animation and colour are amazing. The water is brilliant.
Walter Wykes: THE WORKER. MAN: All right, look ... I didn’t want to tell you, but I’ve fallen behind. At work. I can't keep up. Recently, they’ve ... ahh ... they’ve let a few people go. Every day there are fewer and fewer people doing the same amount of work. They have me running the accounting department entirely by myself! Not management, no, I haven't been promoted. It's just me—there's no one to manage! I do everything! The whole department! And that's not all! I'm also expected to take incoming calls because there's no receptionist, fix the computers because there's no tech department, field customer complaints because there's no customer service! I'm in charge of the mail room, the cafeteria, janitorial services, research and development! Last week, human resources was let go, the whole department, and I received a memo—which I’d actually typed myself because there's no secretary—instructing me to familiarize myself with all applicable state and federal guidelines! Tomorrow, I'm supposed to start mediating all employee disputes! I have no idea what I'm doing! I'd ask the legal department for advice, but I’ve never studied law so I wouldn’t know what to tell myself! And to top it all off, I have to take the CEO's dog out to poop four times a day! At regular intervals! He has stomach problems and he's on a very strict schedule!
I decided to put this on the arts thread as this guy was just pure genius. I'd love to see a film made about his career, especially his time at Naples where he helped them to win the title, some great old footage of the games there, especially the last minute or so from 5:30 onwards Diego Armando Maradona
SH; a 'like' does not seem appropriate for this image. Can (about) imagine how this wee lad feels. He probably followed his Dad in supporting the local team and some of his first heroes are gone!
It seems to be a small city in the south of Brazil, football-wise something like the UK's Leicester? Ghastly tragedy. Have deleted my comment under the title, realised it was not necessary, the picture tells all.
The post apocalyptic world of Zdzisław Beksiński, a man stabbed to death in 2005. please log in to view this image
