Katie Mowgli

It doesn't matter what anyone thinks of you. Raise your voice. Be heard. Be loved. Be hated. Be who you want to be. Do what you love to do. Make the world a better place by being the best you that you can be. I believe music and comedy are powerful tools. They make people happy, and happiness is contagious. They are wonderful ways in which to be heard. You can't control the world, but you can control your role in it.

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“It is the plain women who know about love; the beautiful women are too busy being fascinating.”

KATHARINE HEPBURN

“It is the plain women who know about love; the beautiful women are too busy being fascinating.”

KATHARINE HEPBURN

‘The goddess Project’. Google it :)

‘The goddess Project’. Google it :)

1946

1946

Don’t threaten us with a good time.

Suffragettes. City Hall. 10/28/1909

Don’t threaten us with a good time.

Suffragettes. City Hall. 10/28/1909

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Sometimes I get a little sad, and I feel like being alone. Then I talk to my cat about it, and he reminds me I’m James Franco. Then we dance.

James Franco  (via heytinafey)

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“we are free if we want. move your feet. let’s sound the drum. get up now and get up love. we are free if we wake up.”
-The Mowgli’s
Occupy <3

“we are free if we want. move your feet. let’s sound the drum. get up now and get up love. we are free if we wake up.”

-The Mowgli’s

Occupy <3

For a long time, memory researchers assumed that memories were like volumes stored in a library. When your brain remembered something, it was simply searching through the stacks and then reading aloud from whatever passage it discovered. But some scientists now believe that memories effectively get rewritten every time they’re activated, thanks to a process called reconsolidation. To create a synaptic connection between two neurons the associative link that is at the heart of all neuronal learning you need protein synthesis. Studies on rats suggest that if you block protein synthesis during the execution of learned behavior pushing a lever to get food, for instance the learned behavior disappears. It appears that instead of simply recalling a memory that had been forged days or months ago, the brain is forging it all over again, in a new associative context. In a sense, when we remember something, we create a new memory, one that is shaped by the changes that have happened to our brain since the memory last occurred to us.

Steven Johnson in “The Science of Eternal Sunshine: You can’t erase your boyfriend from your brain, but the movie gets the rest of it right.” Slate Magazine. 03.22.2004 (via semperaugustus)

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In spite of ourselves... (click to listen)

She don’t like her eggs all runny
She thinks crossin’ her legs is funny
She looks down her nose at money
She gets it on like the Easter Bunny
She’s my baby I’m her honey
I’m never gonna let her go

He ain’t got laid in a month of Sundays
I caught him once and he was sniffin’ my undies
He ain’t too sharp but he gets things done
Drinks his beer like it’s oxygen
He’s my baby
And I’m his honey
Never gonna let him go

In spite of ourselves
We’ll end up a’sittin’ on a rainbow
Against all odds
Honey, we’re the big door prize
We’re gonna spite our noses
Right off of our faces
There won’t be nothin’ but big old hearts
Dancin’ in our eyes.

She thinks all my jokes are corny
Convict movies make her horny
She likes ketchup on her scrambled eggs
Swears like a sailor when shaves her legs
She takes a lickin’
And keeps on tickin’
I’m never gonna let her go.

He’s got more balls than a big brass monkey
He’s a wacked out werido and a lovebug junkie
Sly as a fox and crazy as a loon
Payday comes and he’s howlin’ at the moon
He’s my baby I don’t mean maybe
Never gonna let him go

In spite of ourselves
We’ll end up a’sittin’ on a rainbow
Against all odds
Honey, we’re the big door prize
We’re gonna spite our noses
Right off of our faces
There won’t be nothin’ but big old hearts
Dancin’ in our eyes.
There won’t be nothin’ but big old hearts
Dancin’ in our eyes.

……In spite of ourselves

-John Prine & Iris Dement

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