toriandrelativedimensionsinspace:

wrathes:

sometime when he wasn’t napping through the 18th century crowley actually got his portrait done and wore fancy cravats

i’ll escort myself out now

kfjhvvkjbdfkg yes good.

(via penthesileas)

creeepycrowley:

!!!!CLICK PICTURES FOR FULL VIEW!!!!

yeehaw

(Source: misteranthonyjcrowley, via crowleyisyourking)

penguinwithglasses:

Feeding Ducks by ~s-u-w-i

(Source: pinguinmitbrille, via agentsandyquinn)

facingthenorthwind:

This is my new favourite Wikipedia page of all time.

• “Printers Bible” 1612: In some copies Psalm 119:161 reads “Printers have persecuted me without a cause” rather than “Princes have persecuted me…”
• “Wicked Bible”, “Adulterous Bible” or “Sinner’s Bible” 1631: Barker and Lucas: Omits an important “not” from Exodus 20:14, making the seventh commandment read “Thou shalt commit adultery.” The printers were fined £300 and most of the copies were recalled immediately. Only 11 copies are known to exist today.
• “Sin On Bible”: 1716: John 8:11 reads “Go and sin on more” rather than “Go and sin no more”
• “Lions Bible” 1804: 1 Kings 8:19 reads “thy son that shall come forth out of thy lions”, rather than “loins”. 
• “Affinity Bible” 1927: Contains a table of family affinities that includes the line “A man may not marry his grandmother’s wife.”

And it would not be complete without an honorary mention of Good Omens:

“Buggre Alle this for a Larke. I amme sick to mye Hart of typesettinge. Master Biltonn is no Gentlemann, and Master Scagges noe more than a tighte fisted Southwarke Knobbesticke. I telle you, onne a daye laike this Ennyone with half an oz. of Sense shoulde bee oute in the Sunneshain, ane nott Stucke here alle the livelong daie inn this mowldey olde By-Our-Lady Workeshoppe. @*Ǣ@;!*”

(via penthesileas)

madlori:

reiish:

I feel the need to share this. It wasn’t me who asked this, buuuuuut hey guys look

If you guys need me I’ll be in this nice corner, shaking and crying.

(via maladicts)

Fan-made Good Omens credits. I approve. :D

This is a shitty, shitty photo, but YOU try getting a better shot at 70 miles an hour in the dark during traffic from the passenger seat with your cell phone.  But check this lady out.  Red bike.  Red leathers. Red … I don’t know, fluffy helmet cover thing that looks for all the world like red hair billowing tumultuously in the wind as she tears down the freeway (without the major inconvenience and subsequent impenetrable monolock of actually having loose hair on a motorcycle).

Check her out, and tell me I did not pass War on I-25.

And this as well.  If I was listening to Queen at the time, it’s not all that significant, because I’m usually listening to Queen.

But still.  Ineffable, eh?