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Lucy Sparrow’s Handmade Felt Supermarket, The Standard DTLA

Now through August 31, 2018

Photo credit: Michael Anthony Hernandez

(via Colossal)

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The sky is full of stars.

If each star was a grain of fine sand, you could not hold them cupped in your hands. They would overflow you, spilling over and out.

We overflow with abundance.

The galaxy is a river of stars.

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SUBMISSION: Adam Hillman, Dotted Line, 2018

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Ribbon and notion organizer. #theatrehacks #actuallyuseful #semihelpful #ingenuity #genius

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Which would you like best: magically waking up as a purple, a grey, or an orange? Which would you like worst?

grey would be the worst

all the purple jobs i can think of are either loud or involve talking to people so i guess orange would be best. i think i could do okay at being a nurse.

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flower

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triangles — square

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ring

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Correct horse battery staple.

Congratulations, you know the yellow password.

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Fountain pens or ballpoint pens?

ballpoint for work, fountain for pleasure

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Bananas: the most correct fruit. Comes with the wrapper built in.

yes good

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The most public example of MC I have ever witnessed.

The scene: wedding reception The players: bride, groom, and guests The setting: ting-ting-a-ling, kiss the bride.

It was dinner time and all were famished, the wedding party in particular. Sure, they got to go through the buffet line first, but apparently stuffing your face and getting the silverware-on-glass tinkling signal to kiss for your audience has to stop!

Now it had been a long day in the heat and without food or drink, so our bride and groom were HAWNGREE and the people wouldn’t stop ringing their drink-a-links to get the lovebirds to make out. And the pair were getting annoyed. Annoyed as only lovebirds can get when they have had no food and no drink for too long on this, the day of their wedding.

So they’re tucking in - again - after another interruption, and while I am sure they would never tire of sucking face, they wanted the chance to eat like everyone else does. What happens? I’ll tell you.

Those glasses go ting-ting-a-ling and the groom and the bride stand up from their plates, and you can see it on their faces: they’re tired. It has been a long day. They’re hungry, they are thirsty, they just want an uninterrupted meal. So what do they do?

Well, dear reader, they do what the audience wants: they go to TOWN on each other. I’m talking necking, tongue, the WORKS, ladies and gentlemen. Gasps from the crowd! Mothers covered their children’s eyes! The bride’s father hid his face behind the tablecloth, unable to bear the sight any longer.

And do you know what? It worked.

I don’t think I heard a ting-ting-a-ling the rest of the evening.

Thank you ladies and gents and everyone in between you’ve been a wonderful audience.