Marvel And Fox To Trade Galactus For Daredevil?

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According to Variety, Marvel and Fox are currently in talks over a rights extension for Daredevil. The deadline for Fox to have a project off the ground for their reboot is October 10, but the project is yet to tie down a director. It appears that Marvel is willing to give Fox more time—at a price.

Details below the break.

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albotas:

Space Invader Chalk Board

Get it for $43.50 USD at 265 Design.

(via it8bit)

cracked:

The reaction to this kind of photo is always the same: “So what? The diver is probably like 100 feet away, and the fish is about to lick the camera lens. So how big is that fish really?”
Well, the mola mola, or ocean sunfish, is the heaviest fish in the world. The freakishly huge sunfish gets its name from the fact that it spends its time “sunbathing” at the surface of the water, in part to invite birds to fly down and gorge themselves on the skin parasites that infest it.
They are apparently harmless to humans, which is a good thing, because as you can see, your whole torso would fit into its mouth.

Read more: 10 Real Sea Creatures Lifted Directly from Your Nightmares

cracked:

The reaction to this kind of photo is always the same: “So what? The diver is probably like 100 feet away, and the fish is about to lick the camera lens. So how big is that fish really?”

Well, the mola mola, or ocean sunfish, is the heaviest fish in the world. The freakishly huge sunfish gets its name from the fact that it spends its time “sunbathing” at the surface of the water, in part to invite birds to fly down and gorge themselves on the skin parasites that infest it.

They are apparently harmless to humans, which is a good thing, because as you can see, your whole torso would fit into its mouth.

Read more: 10 Real Sea Creatures Lifted Directly from Your Nightmares

bbook:

I like to drink a lot of coffee before going to bed so I can dream faster.

bbook:

I like to drink a lot of coffee before going to bed so I can dream faster.

theatlantic:

jaredbkeller:

Perfect.

Dewey defeats Truman, 2012 edition.

theatlantic:

jaredbkeller:

Perfect.

Dewey defeats Truman, 2012 edition.

stfumemebase:

I’m going to give Memebase a little credit here. Aside from the occasional dudebro “gay panic” post, they’re usually pretty tame on the homophobia front. Today, along with some other ones, these two pro-LGB pieces were up.

Memebase, as you would say, ur doin it rite!

wayneedwards77:

New York Public Library

jtotheizzoe:

Northern Lights From Balloon

As part of Project Aether Alaska, watch as these lucky dogs send a weather balloon up to the edge of space, with HD cameras attached, to get a nearly “eye-level” view of the aurora borealis. It’s a good lesson in how these projects are carried out, how difficult they are, and what the beautiful images can teach us.

(by 1veritasium, who I envy for getting to do this)

anthonybourdain:

Backstage with me and the zpz live crew, as documented by mr gif.  Full set here. 

anthonybourdain:

Backstage with me and the zpz live crew, as documented by mr gif.  Full set here

cinemaatheart:

Gertrud (1964) / Carl Theodor Dreyer

laughingsquid:

Ice Cream Eating Mother Fucker

There was one remarkable occasion on which he spoke of the duel seriously and eloquently. It was when, for the only time in his life, he revisited the ground where it was fought. He went there to oblige a young friend, who wished to see a spot so famous. Leaving their boat at the foot of the heights of Weehawken, just where Burr had left his boat on that fatal morning a quarter of a century before, they climbed over the same rocks, and soon reached the ground. Except that the rocks were covered with names, and that the ground, was more overgrown with trees, the place had not changed in all those years : nor has it yet. It had changed owners, however, and belonged to a son of Rufus King, Burr’s colleague in the Senate, and Hamilton’s friend and ally. In the boat Burr had been somewhat thoughtful and silent, but seemed to enjoy the bright day and pleasant shores, as he always enjoyed bright and pleasant things. On reaching the scene, he placed his companion on the spot where Hamilton had stood, and went to the place where he had stood himself and proceeded to narrate the incidents of the occasion.

The conversation turned to the causes of the duel. As he talked, the old fire seemed to be rekindled within him; his eye blazed ; his voice rose. He recounted the long catalogue of wrongs he had received from Hamilton, and told how he had forborne and forborne, and forgiven and forgiven, and even stooped to remonstrate — until he had no choice except to slink out of sight a wretch degraded and despised, or meet the calumniator on the field and silence him. He dwelt much on the meanness of Hamilton. He charged him with being malevolent and cowardly — a man who would slander a rival, and not stand to it unless he was cornered. ‘When he stood up to fire,’ said Burr, ‘he caught my eye, and quailed under it; he looked like a convicted felon.’ It was not true, he continued, that Hamilton did not fire at him; Hamilton fired first; he heard the ball whistle among the branches, and saw the severed twig above his head. He spoke of what Hamilton wrote on the evening before the duel with infinite contempt.’ It reads,” said he, ‘like the confessions of a penitent monk.’ These isolated expressions, my informant says, convey no idea whatever of the fiery impressiveness with which he spoke. He justified all he had done; nay, applauded it.

He was moved to the depths of his soul: the pent-up feelings of twenty-five years burst into speech. His companion, who had known him intimately many years, and had never seen him roused before, was almost awe-struck at this strange outburst of emotion, and the startling force of many of his expressions. He remembers wondering that he should ever have thought Burr small of stature, for, during this scene, the loftiness of his demeanor was such, that his very form seemed to rise and expand. It was long before he regained his usual composure.

James Parton, The Life and Times of Aaron Burr, in which Burr has a complete break-down at Weehawken. (via publius-report)

….eeeeesh

(via foundingfatherfest)