Tonight we want to see your old books!
Also, for those of you who are interested, book-industry lifer Delta Sierra will give you an auction-style price range if you describe to her the book you have squirreled away at home. Continue reading
Tonight we want to see your old books!
Also, for those of you who are interested, book-industry lifer Delta Sierra will give you an auction-style price range if you describe to her the book you have squirreled away at home. Continue reading
Happy Phriday little birds! Are you ready to “C” each other?
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Ladies, Gentleman and Straight Men™, here is your mission: Share something you own that involves the letter “C“. It could be a computer. It could be a calendar. It could be a Chevrolet. It could be cocaine. Anything! As long as it starts with the letter C. Here’s mine: A Service Change sign for the C Train. I have a bunch of these because it was how I rebelled against the MTA. This post will not self-destruct. Do not be alarmed.
Citizens, crasstalkers, cat ladies. It’s time for our weekly ramble through each others’ lives, made possible through the magic of the internets. In keeping with our boozy theme today, I want to see your alcohol. All of it. Do you have a single beer in the fridge? If that’s the case, shame on you. Bad, bad cat lady (those in recovery are, of course, forgiven). Do you have a fully stocked bar that would put most watering holes to shame? (Of course you do.) Do you keep a bottle of bourbon in a hollowed out book in your office? Show it to me. For those of you who are new, or live in open threads, here are the rules and here are your instructions (taken and modified from earlier PP posts):
Get to it, kids. And remember, drunk posting is always encouraged.
In return, we will be sympathetic tomorrow.
Happy Friday everyone. For today’s Flashback Friday I thought we would play off the Open Thread from last night and continue on with some hippy music. Here are a couple to get you started.
This one is an unorthodox choice, but since it was banned from TV by CBS during the Vietnam war I think it is worth sharing.
Here’s another great one.
All right you dangerous Obama radical types, show me what you got.
Welcome to the April Fools’ edition of Photo Phriday! I hope your day was full of merriment, pranks, and foolishness. It has come to my attention many of you are having a bad day/week/month/life. Wasn’t this week one of the worst? However, you know what always makes me feel better?
Seeing someone smile.
So, I want to see your smile! If you’re too self-conscious to show us your pearly whites, feel free to post a picture of something that makes you grin every time you lay eyes on it. This could include pictures of, well, just about anything! The only rule is the picture has to make you smile.
Have fun, babes!
Just follow these helpful tips for image sharing, adapted from previous Photo Phriday instructions:
[img src=”http://www.smilessmilesandmoresmiles.com/grinning.jpg”]
I know you are a group of crafty people so today we’re going to share those items of handiwork that you’re most proud of. It could be a sweater you knitted, a school project you “helped” your kids with, a barn you raised, a birdhouse you made, a wall you painted or just how you craftily arranged the twelve pieces of furniture to fit into your 400 square foot studio. Craftiness comes in all forms.
You know the rules.
To put a picture into a comment you will need to host the image somewhere. Personally, Imgur has worked well for me, but you can get them from anywhere. A warning that photos hosted on Facebook should probably be saved elsewhere. Facebook’s new image viewer makes it very hard to get to the actual photo. Images you have on another site need to be the actual image file and not the page that contains them. The files in in .jpg, .png, .gif or something like that.
In the comment box tell us a little something about the picture and then include a link as follows.
<img src=”http://somewebsite.com/yourimage.jpg” />
If you don’t include any text with your image then it will be put in the approval queue and a mod will have to approve it.
PhotoPhriday started on a whim: while chatting in Crosstalk on TSTSNBN, I suggested we share pictures of our personal living spaces. A few people were game (if memory serves, Matty McBoy’s reply was, “I’m game”) and the photo sharing began.
We had such a good time peeking into the lives of our friends and neighbors that we turned it into a real game. Since then, we’ve shared pictures of ourselves, our shame, our art, our travels. Best of all, it is a great way to get to know the amazing people with whom we share our online time.
The rules are few:
Oh, and the spelling? It is one word, no space, because it had to work as a tag on the old site: #photophriday (#pourafortyonthefloor), and it is misspelled because I was trying to be cute. Now we’re stuck with it and every time I see it, I think, “phuck.”
This week’s host is DogsOfWar. He dropped no hints about the theme, but I’m pretty sure it won’t be about clouds.
A long time ago, on a web site far, far down in page views, a group of rebel commenters won an early victory against the evil Dentonian Empire. Breaking the fourth wall, they began sharing personal photos, first of their homes, then of themselves. As the Death Gawk imploded, crushed under the weight of a giant Trident ad, the rebels fled to far corners of the Internet, finding safe harbor on a host planet, Crasstalk. A new hope was born, and with it, an urge to strengthen the alliance through photo sharing.
That’s right kids, on both counts: I’m a closet nerd and it is PhotoPhriday! Tonight’s theme: geeking out. What makes you a nerd? Something you read? Something you collect? What are you currently geeking out over?
Uploading pictures takes a simple Jedi mind trick, since there is no insert picture option in WordPress.
Just follow these helpful tips, adapted from previous PhotoPhriday instructions:
[img src=”http://www.2dorks.com/gallery/2009/0924-bikini/bikini04.jpg”]
So hop to it, nerds! Show us your shame.
In the early days Crasstalk was a backwater with few visits but so many great things to share. To help bring some of those early posts to light we present Crasstalk Classic. Our first classic post goes all the way back to December 2010 when Coffee and Cigarettes brought us the amazing Gentlemen of Bacongo about the exquisitely dressed gentlemen in the book from Daniele Tamagni. Now go relive the magic.
Everyone who knows me is aware of my severe weakness for well dressed men, and African accents. Pair those with my fondness for great photography, and you’ll understand why I’m currently lusting over this book by Daniele Tamagni. Full of amazing photos featuring members of the Congolese cultural movement called Le Sape, this book is a must have.
Baubles. Tchotchkes. “Family heirlooms.” Whatever you call ’em, we’ve all got ’em in our bedrooms, parents’ living rooms, basements, backyards, and bathrooms. You pretty much take them for granted until you’re older, about to move, and out of boxes. We’re all hoarders on the inside, and that’s what makes us special.
So for this week’s Photo Phriday, SHOW US YOUR KNICK-KNACKS! What sort of crazy crap is cluttering your nightstand (or desk, or dresser, or kitchen table, or spooky attic, wherever)??
Of course, for many of us, this is our first week at this ol’ WordPress here, and unfortunately, there’s no “insert photo” button in the comments. But don’t worry! It’s so easy, you guys, it’s just the simplest thing in the whole wide world, to upload these photos and share your kickshaw. Just follow these helpful tips:
<img src=”http://www.stepdadsgettingitonwitheachother.com/passed-out/shirt_unbuttoned.jpg“>
I’ll go first. What you’re looking at (above) is a fake-gold genie lamp. My grandma owned two antique stores once upon a time, so when I was younger I’d sometimes hang out there for hours, just gazing upon all the brooches and vintage pins, examining Depression-era dolls, flipping through first-edition Mark Twain paperbacks, and other stuff like that. It was all very cute and lovely and, now that I think about it, maybe the first clear sign that I was gay. My grandma gave this to me one Passover, and it’s been in my bedroom ever since.