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Q: How do snowmen greet each other?A: “Ice” to meet you.

Ha Ha!

Have A Wonderful...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cashcrab.tumblr.com/post/7352689518/q-how-do-snowmen-greet-each-other-a-ice-to"&gt;cashcrab&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: &lt;/strong&gt;How do snowmen greet each other?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A: &lt;/strong&gt;“Ice” to meet you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnyh06AW5B1qb59ay.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ha Ha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnygy9e90M1qb59ay.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Have A Wonderful Thursday And May The Lord Bless Your Gifted Soul&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/43671914535</link><guid>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/43671914535</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Feb 2013 15:20:36 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Video</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9cJsXgE2aCw?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/42317466583</link><guid>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/42317466583</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2013 18:24:18 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>wendyvainity
Best YouTube discovery since Masaokis..?
Some...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="299" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vlBdGKal1Yc?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/wendyvainity?feature=watch" target="_blank"&gt;wendyvainity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Best YouTube discovery since &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-6OajPBV7qY" target="_blank"&gt;Masaokis&lt;/a&gt;..?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Some choice comments:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“&lt;span&gt;This reminds me of those nightmares you have when your on heavy medication”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“&lt;span&gt;Why would you make something like this? I’m genuinely asking. I want to know what it takes to make something this disturbing.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;When this started I thought it was funny, but by the end (and I couldn’t stop watching) I felt like the last vestiges of innocence had finally left me. I feel strange but I’m not sad. You have helped to steel me against all the horrible and disturbing things in the world with your terrible, creepy atrocity of a video - and for that I thank you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;i don’t think you’ll ever top this one wendy”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/42138007529</link><guid>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/42138007529</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Feb 2013 16:23:15 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>The explosive device was located inside the perpetrator&amp;#8217;s fanny pack.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;The explosive device was located inside the perpetrator&amp;#8217;s fanny pack.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/41300730572</link><guid>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/41300730572</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jan 2013 14:08:07 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>On Paranoiac Fantasies
The questions to always ask when dealing with paranoiac fantasies &amp;#8230; of...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000040/board/thread/185378314?d=186415525&amp;amp;p=2#186415525" target="_blank"&gt;On Paranoiac Fantasies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;The questions to always ask when dealing with paranoiac fantasies &amp;#8230; of imagining some secret, hidden cabal, some evil persecutor residing somewhere in actual reality and who&amp;#8217;s deceptively pulling all the strings, are: Why has such a delirious subject a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt; for such a fantasy, why is he paranoiac? Why is such a fantasy paranoiac? What is wrong with the ordinary picture of reality that such extreme, fever-dream &amp;#8216;solutions&amp;#8217; are presented and demanded? And why are such fantasies &amp;#8216;reassuring&amp;#8217; for most paranoiacs, acting as a crucial support of their everyday lives in ordinary reality? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;The paranoiac, as with everyone else, is trying to answer the fundamental question: &amp;#8220;What does society want of me?&amp;#8221; What is the Other demanding of me? What does it desire? Fantasies are always intersubjective, and paranoiac ones are no different in this respect. Fantasies - the framework that constitutes desires, determines what it is we desire, tell us what to desire - are always about establishing (intersubjective) identity, an identity of total fulfillment in which we fully please the Other, fully enjoy satisfying the other&amp;#8217;s desire, serve as the object of the other&amp;#8217;s desire. They&amp;#8217;re fantasies because, of course, they can never be fulfilled, but nevertheless, they serve as the support for all desire - for the real of desire - and of providing a minimum of consistency and meaning in the subject&amp;#8217;s daily reality. Without fantasies, the subject&amp;#8217;s reality would collapse, their life would become chaotic and meaningless ie it&amp;#8217;s important to have a &amp;#8220;fantasy space&amp;#8221;, an empty place outside or in excess of ordinary symbolic reality. The problem, however, is that the paranoiac wants to literally impose, implement, his fantasies directly onto reality itself. For the paranoiac, the everyday symbolic reality is already chaotic, meaningless, and then demands that it be replaced (and &amp;#8216;explained&amp;#8217;) by his fantasy, that there&amp;#8217;s some secret agency somewhere behind it all, such an obsession leading the paranoiac to then see &amp;#8220;signs&amp;#8221; of this agency everywhere, especially in anything that seems unusual, or different, or odd, or &amp;#8216;other&amp;#8217;, anything that doesn&amp;#8217;t have an immediate explanation. The paranoiac&amp;#8217;s mistake, then, does not actually consist in his radical disbelief in &amp;#8220;the way things are&amp;#8221;, in the commonsensical reality picture, in the existing social-symbolic reality (the big Other, the virtual semiotic network in which everyone is symbolically inscribed), in his conviction that something is seriously wrong, that there is a universal deception of some kind or form (&amp;#8216;conspiracy&amp;#8217;) — here he is quite right, this is his virtue, as the symbolic order (the virtual rules, regulations, laws governing social reality) is ultimately the order of a fundamental deception — but rather, the paranoiac&amp;#8217;s own error, own deception is in his belief in a hidden agent who manipulates this deception, who tries to dupe him into accepting that, for instance, total fulfillment is not possible, wholeness, unity, ultimate identity, and full enjoyment or wish fulfillment are never possible. The paranoiac, mistakenly, turns these impossibilities into an (external) obstacle, positing some mysterious persecutory agency preventing him from achieving total enjoyment (jouissance), who has stolen it from him [eg &amp;#8216;alien abduction&amp;#8217; fantasies], and so must get it back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;It is this collapse of fantasy (the contents of the fantasy, the hallucination, of something enntirely inside one&amp;#8217;s head) into reality that is the key characteristic of the psychotic universe, where the subject rejects and excludes himself from everyday reality, from the social-symbolic order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/41300453186</link><guid>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/41300453186</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jan 2013 14:04:39 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/f624262b07d24f34f2f38ba301d2528d/tumblr_mh01fx7iBx1ql99x5o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/41146044908</link><guid>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/41146044908</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jan 2013 16:33:33 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Fuck your second amendment rights.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Fuck your second amendment rights.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/37937856759</link><guid>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/37937856759</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Dec 2012 16:19:10 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/df8149bb99873a423f7389ef4651acbe/tumblr_meqi8fJCZN1ql99x5o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/37507674782</link><guid>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/37507674782</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Dec 2012 15:53:03 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Tupac Shakur&amp;#8217;s Murder Perfectly Recreated</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Tupac Shakur&amp;#8217;s Murder Perfectly Recreated&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/37315409422</link><guid>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/37315409422</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Dec 2012 22:02:02 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Is there any type of &amp;#8220;clout&amp;#8221; other than political?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Is there any type of &amp;#8220;clout&amp;#8221; other than political?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/37055518532</link><guid>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/37055518532</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Dec 2012 13:41:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>yy22:

whenever i see some stupid image get reblogged 200,000 times, i always picture it happening...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://yy22.tumblr.com/post/36934222594"&gt;yy22&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;whenever i see some stupid image get reblogged 200,000 times, i always picture it happening irl, like 200,000 people in a crowd all screaming and crying and running out of breath and hyperventilating and can’t-evening and making “reaction” faces at the same time while someone holds up a pic in front of them but nobody is paying attention to anyone else&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/36939601580</link><guid>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/36939601580</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2012 00:57:13 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>cashcrab:

Los Angeles Philharmonic - Waluigi’s Lament
</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cashcrab.tumblr.com/post/36936017638/los-angeles-philharmonic-waluigis-lament"&gt;cashcrab&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Los Angeles Philharmonic - Waluigi’s Lament&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/36939582458</link><guid>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/36939582458</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2012 00:56:37 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>cashcrab:

35-65 year old men who always end all their sentences with ellipses are the most...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cashcrab.tumblr.com/post/36849985282/35-65-year-old-men-who-always-end-all-their"&gt;cashcrab&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;35-65 year old men who always end all their sentences with ellipses are the most underrated internet subculture. i.e. “saw this band in milwaukee in 86… good memories drinking with davey and dennis out by the boatyard after the show… Timeless music… -From Carl…”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/36856364312</link><guid>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/36856364312</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Nov 2012 20:24:05 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Cutter and Bone, Newton Thornburg, 1976</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_me8dqgp1JQ1ql99x5o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cutter and Bone&lt;/em&gt;, Newton Thornburg, 1976&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/36788531205</link><guid>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/36788531205</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Nov 2012 20:59:04 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Thanks, everyone who made this the most successful Green Day site on Expage.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Thanks, everyone who made this the most successful Green Day site on Expage.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/32076629821</link><guid>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/32076629821</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Sep 2012 14:53:36 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>When she let me out, I strangled her and killed her. The cops came and took me to a mental hospital....</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;When she let me out, I strangled her and killed her. The cops came and took me to a mental hospital. I murdered my doctor and some of the other patients and I broke out. While I was running I was shot by a cop and died. BUT I wasn&amp;#8217;t done. I came back for one reason, to kill my father that also abused me. If you don&amp;#8217;t post this to at least 5 other groups, I will murder you one day this week. Why do I care about this text? Well it warns the non believers and my father. You wonder how I am typing this? I am ghost I can control energy, I am capable of typing on a computer by making myself solid. You think I can&amp;#8217;t find you? I track these done and I will teleport into your room and stand there for 2 hours then stand over your face. You will look right into my soulless eyes and I will murder you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/30088253141</link><guid>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/30088253141</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Aug 2012 22:51:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m98tlwWcW91ql99x5o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/30085628235</link><guid>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/30085628235</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Aug 2012 21:53:56 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>James S. Tolkan (born June 20, 1931) is an American actor, often cast as a strict, overbearing,...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;James S. Tolkan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt; (born June 20, 1931) is an American actor, often cast as a strict, overbearing, bald-headed authority figure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/28101481961</link><guid>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/28101481961</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jul 2012 20:14:37 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>&amp;#8220;Most filmmakers are concerned with storytelling&amp;#8212; the emotional impact of a tale well...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;#8220;Most filmmakers are concerned with storytelling&amp;#8212; the emotional impact of a tale well told. And perhaps the moral statement within aforesaid. The filmmaker of the Bressonian/Tarkovskian type, however, seems to me to be more concerned with duplicating for the viewer, onscreen, the artistic sensations they themselves receive daily by life&amp;#8217;s input. A walk down a street, across a field, five minutes staring at an discarded old paper cup on an abandoned contry road, a conversation with mother, etc, impacts them in a way that has, since they were young, prompted within them an urge to create&amp;#8230; create a means of passing that experience along. They have the urge to propagate, to procreate&amp;#8212; they feel the life process in a fashion that they know (or believe) is unlike that of their neighbor.. and their art is their method of explaining why they are the way they are, trying to express the best they can&amp;#8212;by duplicating&amp;#8212; what it is they are experiencing that excites them so, what it is that they think that they have within them that is a valuable currency, that by their obvious self-posession they&amp;#8217;re not just pompous or mad dreamers lost on a tangent.&amp;#8221;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;-&lt;a href="http://criterionforum.org/forum/viewtopic.php?p=234434#p234434" target="_blank"&gt;a poster on criterionforum.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/16613598623</link><guid>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/16613598623</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2012 19:56:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltff28A3KF1qg5h33o1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/13171252652</link><guid>http://misterie.tumblr.com/post/13171252652</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Nov 2011 14:27:04 -0700</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
