mancalledbloom

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Goodbye my friend... RIP

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God, so amazing. #heman #motu #mastersoftheuniverse

Over the weekend I felt like drawing He-Man taking a selfie … then it spiralled out of control. Enjoy!

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#samhardyselfie #obligatorybathroompic #selfie

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#doubleteam #tattoo #stratos by @tattooross & @bradtattoos #merman #heman #heyyouevertagteamedatattoo #famouslastwords #doublepenetration #dp #motu #hashtagsfordays #springbreaker

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More Daily Life Hacks Here

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Lold hard

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@bradlinf #redbubble store, check him out. Link on his profile. #stickfigurefamily #8bitfamily #momvan #motu #kingrandor #queenmarlena #princeadam #princessadora #orko #mastersoftheuniverse #heman #hevan #shera #geek #fuckyourstickfigurefamily #foreveralone #hashtagslikeaboss

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#toynbeetile #cincinnati #oktoberfest I stopped a crowd to get this

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Looking for something to write on in grandma's house, found a letter from #grandma to me ( which I received then) in 1992 on my birthday. Grandma hand copied it, and kept it. I haven't yet read it again. She's been gone 9 and half years.

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Everyone is posting #fridaythe13th pics, so I figured I would too. #jacquesdemolay #templar #badluck #baphomet #saynopetothedirtypope #13 #burnedatthestake #origin #history

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Came across a letter from what I presume to be uncle Tim Bloom's, wife. My grandfather was raised as his sibling, but a year before my Aunt passed, my Grandmother revealed that "Aunt Jenny" was in fact my grandpa's, mother. I suppose Uncle Tim really was his uncle Tim. Tim ran a fan company in Chicago. Enclosed were photos of fans with specs written on back. He supposedly installed the fans in #alcapone's house, and even dined with him. His wife notes in the letter that her mother was 90. If memory serves, she died before him, and he v left his fortune to his nurse. Letter ,dated(June 10, 1942) seventeen months before my father was born. #family #history , Tim Bloom

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Kid, I've heard it before...

I quietly roll my eyes when someone explains "lol" to an older person, or to anyone for that matter... Most people have never dialed into a BBS or Usenet. They've never chatted via IRC... Still, the biggest influx of first time internet users occurred during November of 97' when AOL (America Online) went to a flat monthly rate. Some of you won't know what any of this is...

"Lol" is almost old enough to rent a car. For most, it's old enough to drive. Frankly, I think you're Grandma is faking her ignorance just to give you a sense of importance in life. Grandma isn't telling you about how she was a hot blond with rocking tits, once... in a chatroom somewhere. 

There were write-ups in the newspaper, whole TV segments on news shows based on internet speak... 

For those of us who paid by the minute for internet usage, (my biggest bill for one month being around $250, give our take) via dial up, many will forget what it was like during the boom to get "unable to connect" or the sound of your modern disconnecting and redialing over and over.

My first computer that I built had 3 times more hard drive space than the average PC. I remember being told that I'd never use all that memory... 3.1 gigs was MORE than I'd ever need.

Slight tangent ahead...

This isn't about "when I was your age..."

I'm not as impressed to see a young girl wear a Star Wars T-shirt like someone might have been to see me wear a Pink Floyd shirt in highschool. Jesus... I just realized I might share the same novelty as seeing an old hippy at a Phish concert.

That makes cosplay and all this geek shit the new gothdom. The goth kids of the nineties didn't know shit about Bauhaus or The Sisters of Mercy (I say that like I did, or even do - I don't)

Sorry for the tangent...

Child stars we've watched grow up, explode before our eyes and we behave as though we haven't ever seen the likes of it before. We recoil in shock like we're innocent... We're too old if we complain, or our memories are so short. Different Strokes I suppose...

If you've spent the last couple days being appalled at Miley Cyrus, congrats - you're now you're mother.

If we really are shocked - we are either too elitist, or we've been so bogged down in life that we haven't been at IHOP at 3 AM when the hip-hop club goers roll in wearing outfits 5 sizes too small, too short, and no underwear... There's no room for shame in these outfits, it's an accessory that would surely clash.  Muffin-tops, rolls, and jelly somehow don't seem as appetizing when a girl in fishnets and a g-string begins to twerk' while standing at the next booth over... Florescent lighting isn't nearly as forgiving as a dark room and some black-lighting. - true story by the way. It's really kind of fascinating to watch two ass cheeks clap together like that, no matter what you are or aren't into...

Still if we're shocked, we might forget a few years back when a coworker lured you into a closed office because you just HAD to see what these 2 girls were doing with this cup.

The novelty of watching youth is seeing them wrestle with the frustration of older generations who are entirely too closed minded and not understanding of what it is to be young. They don't understand that being told the phrase "you think you know everything and that you're smarter than everyone else" is just hazing... They don't get that the old bastard before them heard it once, from someone else that heard it from another... but they someday will when they say it to some hot-shot kid like you're handing off a superpower, or rite of passage.

When you hit that moment that your less experienced lover seems to be somehow ignited by this "new thing" they've discovered with you. Nevermind that the last time was two months ago behind a bar on girls night; Every present is your favorite present, and enthusiasm sometimes makes up for any other shortcomings. You suddenly give a pass to all those white lies you've heard to coax your enthusiasm over the years, and because everyone should have a "World's Greatest Lover" plaque on the wall...

Still, the youth like anything will believe that somehow that they in fact invented the blowjob, and won't understand that they themselves were almost swallowed but mommy's jaw hurt.

I put these graphic scenes in here, because without them - you'd want the kid in your life to read this. They're too good for this. This is me telling you that you're older now. That like anything, you have to experience things to get them. I get that older people have simple wisdoms that somehow seem to make sense at the end of the day... even if I don't fully grasp it.

You're no different than the black smith making horse shoes 110 years ago. He thought he knew more than the generations before him, and in some way felt out of touch when he saw his first horseless carriage.

We'll always have this issue of trying to understand ourselves, others, and how we relate to the world around us.

There will always be people who regard to an older time as if it were a kinder, simpler time. This era now is no exception.

People will someday dress as you are today for Halloween. Every era has its barbarians and hedonists. Your kid's kid might someday wear his pants around his thighs with his ass hanging out to school as part of spirit week.

We'll always try to figure out who we are, we can't be told. We'll always reflect upon the past and try to better ourselves by lessons of the past. Someday, this cutting edge technology you don't yet understand but your kid does, will be outdone and they'll feel just as out of touch.

We'll always look for the gold in those hills, the streets paved with gold, and the greener pasture.

There is a strange peace to feeling that we don't really seem to evolve or devolve... I share a kinship with a guy scrawling a hunting scene on a cave wall thousands of years ago. I may have different woes, worries and challenges... but I can't help but feel that somehow we were very similar...

I'm really bummed with the hippy thing...