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Booker is kind of great, actually
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21deppstreet · 18 days
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little jump street doodles
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kaitlinj16 · 10 months
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🦋365 Days / 365 Characters🦋
[183/365] Characters 》 Dennis Booker
"I love this place, y'know? But the library? That ain't being a cop... I won't do it."
🖤🖤🖤
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ok so is it just sad that i want a guy like dennis booker from 21 js to hug me and go “it’s ok baby. i love you” and be proud as fuck to have me as his boyfriend and literally just be my cuddle buddy and best friend?
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avictimofthejazz · 2 years
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Murphy: I never said I was gonna get back together with her. But I was thinking, she's in town, would it be the worst thing in the world if I gave her a call?
Booker: No. No, Murph, it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. It would be the fourth worst thing. Number one: a super volcano. Number two: an asteroid hits the Earth. Number three: All the Evel Knievel movies are lost. Number four: Murphy Michaels calls Laura Holt. Number five: Troy here gets eaten by a shark.
Troy: While I'm not keen on getting eaten by a shark, I do approve the order of this list.
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1991diamondaries · 8 months
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diyeipetea · 1 year
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Candid Records #2: reeditando joyas. Por Pachi Tapiz. HDO 551 [Podcast]
Candid Records #2: reeditando joyas. Por Pachi Tapiz. HDO 551 [Podcast]
El sello Candid Records continúa reeditando las joyas de su catálogo histórico, una colección de gemas que entre 1960 y 1961 lanzó bajo la dirección artística de Nat Hentoff. En HDO 551 escuchamos diez temas, a dos por cada una de las grabaciones del segundo lote de reediciones del catálogo histórico de Candid Records.   La segunda entrega de estas reediciones incluyen obras de Cecil Taylor (The…
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BOOTLEGS 2023
The year is winding down, so it's time to look back at the last 12 month's crop of live tapes. Crowd noise, tape hiss, distortion, murk ... and plenty of magic, people! As I do this year after year, I ask myself: "Why do I do this year after year?" I guess it's a habit I can't break. But I do love something about these cloudy recordings — the immediacy, the imperfections, the possibilities. Each bootleg, no matter how lo-fi, contains a glimmer of hope, a potential for beauty and transcendence. The fact that not all of them (few of them, in fact!) really deliver on that promise is part of the deal. The search continues!
Anyhoo, here's a sampling of the Doom & Gloom goods from 2023 to get you caught up ... thank you to the tapers, the archivists, the fans, the innocents.
Sonic Youth - #SonicSummer (Live 1981-2011)
Mazzy Star - The Mint, Los Angeles, California, July 15, 1993
Television - Max’s Kansas City, New York City, August 28, 1974
The Flying Burrito Brothers - Altamont Speedway, Tracy, California, December 6, 1969
Damon & Naomi - Best Video Film & Cultural Center, Hamden, Connecticut, May 12, 2023
Sandy Denny + John Martyn - Sundown Theatre, London, England, October 26, 1972
John Fahey - Carnegie Hall, New York City, Sept. 21, 1973
Neil Young with Booker T. & The MG’s - Los Angeles Sports Arena, Los Angeles, California, September 11, 1993
Prairiewolf - Paradise Found Records, Boulder, Colorado, July 1, 2023
The Band - Wollman Skating Rink, Central Park, New York City, June 30, 1971
PJ Harvey - McCabe’s Guitar Shop, Santa Monica, California, September 25, 1993
Van Morrison - Harvard Square Theatre, Cambridge, Massachusetts, March 14, 1974
The Velvet Underground - The Playhouse, Edinburgh, Scotland, June 1, 1993 (Soundcheck)
Loose Fur - The Double Door, Chicago, Illinois, May 14, 2000
Stephen Malkmus - Mr. T’s Bowl, Highland Park, California, August 13, 1998
Yo La Tengo - The Grotto, New Haven, Connecticut, October 23, 1987
Jonathan Richman & The Modern Lovers - Town Hall, New York City, October 9, 1976
The Cramps - Toad’s Place, New Haven, Connecticut, February 20, 1992
The Dream Syndicate - Crystal Ballroom, Somerville, Massachusetts, September 18, 2022
Gram Parsons - Max’s Kansas City, New York City, March 9, 1973
Tom Verlaine - The Roxy, West Hollywood, California, October 17, 1981
Lou Reed & The Tots - Humpin’ Hannah’s, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, January 20, 1973
Elizabeth Cotten - Euphoria Tavern, Portland, Oregon, February 19, 1975
Sonny Rollins and his Jazz Ensemble - East River Park Amphitheatre, New York City, August 7, 1962
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peninsularian · 2 months
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1976, superior toasting over Booker T's Downpressor
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xariarte · 30 days
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All The Houston Rockets Altercations/Scuffles (from this season, written in order):
Amen Thompson and Jeremy Sochan (very small incident but then Dillon Brooks and Zach Collins exchange words and get double technicals)
Tari Eason and Cam Reddish (Reddish gets a tech for walking into Eason aggressively)
Ime Udoka and LeBron James (LeBron gets a tech and Udoka gets ejected)
Dillon Brooks and Ime Udoka (both ejected after yelling at the refs' decision to say that Brooks "flopped")
Dillon Brooks and Marcus Morris (double technicals for getting into each other's faces)
Jabari Smith Jr. and Kris Dunn (no techs but they grabbed each other a little)
Aaron Holiday and Keyonte George (they both get double techs for shoving at each other)
Dillon Brooks and Jarred Vanderbilt (Vanderbilt gets a tech for shoving Brooks and then is ejected for poking Brooks in the head)
Fred VanVleet and Dennis Schröder (wrestled for the ball and then later words exchanged but no techs here)
Cam Whitmore and Devin Booker (they shove at each other and have to separated, double technicals)
Jalen Green and Bradley Beal (Beal shoves at Green's face and then gets ejected)
Amen Thompson and Jeremy Sochan: The Sequel (Sochan seems to trip Thompson and Thompson is not happy about it and they have to be separated, double technicals)
Dillon Brooks and DeMar DeRozan (DeRozan hard fouls Jalen Green but then is confronted by Brooks, they both grab at each other and then are both ejected)
Jabari Smith Jr. and Kris Dunn: The Sequel (both ejected and then suspended: Smith Jr. one game, Dunn two games)
Technicals: Brooks with thirteen technicals 🤝 Udoka leading all coaches with eleven technicals
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Gnarpy i will follow up with a text of a so called "right wing activist" called "ben shapiro" from earth what do you think of it
"Hello, is this Pizza Hut?Excellent. My name is Ben Shapiro. Conservative thought leader. Prominent white YouTuber. The Muggsy Bogues of the intellectual dark Web. And—look, it’s just a fact—I would like to order some pizza pie. If you are triggered by that request, I do not care. I truly do not.Now let’s discuss conditions. First, thank you for agreeing to debate me. Typically, in fora such as this, I am met with ad-hominem mudslinging, anything from “You racist creep” or “Is that your real voice?” to raucous schoolyard laughter and threats of the dreaded “toilet swirly.” However, your willingness to engage with me over the phone on the subject of pizza shows an intellectual fortitude and openness to dangerous ideas which reflects highly on your character. Huzzah, good sir. Huzzah.Second, any pizza I order will be male. None of this “Our pizza identifies as trans-fluid-pan-poly”—no. Pizza is a boy. With a penis. It’s that simple. It’s been true for all of human history, from Plato to Socrates to Mr. Mistoffelees, and any attempt to rewrite the pillars of Western thought will be met with a hearty “Fuh!” by yours truly. And, trust me, that is not a fate you wish to meet.Now. With regard to my topping preference. I have eaten from your pizzeria in times past, and it must be said: your pepperoni is embarrassingly spicy. Frankly, it boggles the mind. I mean, what kind of drugs are you inhaling over there? Pot?! One bite of that stuff and I had to take a shower. So tread lightly when it comes to spice, my good man. You do not want to see me at my most epic. Like the great white hero of Zack Snyder’s classic film “300,” I will kick you.Onions, peppers—no, thank you. If I wanted veggies, I’d go to a salad bar. I’m not some sort of vegan, Cory Booker weirdo. And your efforts to Michelle Obama-ize the great American pizza pie are, frankly, hilarious. Though not as funny as the impressively named P’Zone—when I finally figured out that genuinely creative pun, I laughed until I cried and peed. A true Spartan admits defeat, and I must admit that, in this instance, your Hut humor slayed me, Dennis Miller style.And, with that, you have earned my order. Congratulations. Ahem. Without further ado, I would like your smallest child pizza, no sauce, extra cheese. Hello? Aha. A hang-up. Another triggered lib, bested by logic. Damn it. I’m fucking starving."
. . 🛸 “ With my four eyez, I CAN’T READ A LONG PARAGRAPH YOU GLORP. ”
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ambrossart · 6 months
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Paper Men Poll: Vote for Your Favorite Characters!
I realize this isn’t everybody, but I only have 12 spots. Everyone else will be in the next poll.
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myveryownfanfiction · 2 years
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18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI
YOU WILL BE BLOCKED
warnings: fight, feelings of abandonment, swearing
“How long is it going to be this time Tommy?” I asked as I sat on his bed, watching him pack a bag with clothes that would turn him into Tom McQuaid. “How long are you going to be gone?” Tom looked at me. The way his jaw was set told me he was already fed up with this conversation.
“I already told you (Y/N). It’s however long it takes to make the bust.” He sighed out his nose before throwing a flannel shirt into the bag, not even bothering to fold it. “I tell you this every. Single. Time. This little song and dance we do is starting to get on my nerves.” I let out a dry laugh.
“it’s getting on my nerves too Tom.” I tugged the flannel out of his bag and folded it, tossing it back in the bag once I was done. “But this is a conversation we need to have. One we have to have every single time. Mainly because you seem forget I exist the second you step out that door and into the chapel.” His eyes flicked to meet mine.
“It’s…” he started. I shook my head.
“for my own protection.” I snapped. “So you keep telling me Tom. But you seem to fail to understand that while it does protect me from anything that’s out there threatening to get you, it doesn’t protect me from the hurt that follows you out the damn door.” Tom stilled as I met his eyes.
“I can’t do anything about that.” He muttered after a few minutes. “I wish I could. But I can’t. Even a phone call could blow my cover. You know this. You knew what you were getting into when we started this.”
“Tom…” he shook his head.
“You seem to always forget. This is what you signed up for. You knew what you were getting into (Y/N). You knew what jumpstreet entailed. You knew!”
“you don’t get to throw that at me tom. I know what I signed up for.” I moved off the bed and stared him down. “You promised me that you wouldn’t give me a seconds notice anymore. That when you knew, I knew. I know for a fact that fuller knew about this for a week. A week Tom. And yet you said nothing.”
“how do you know that fuller assigned me a week ago?” There was a flash of something in toms eyes while his hands stilled. I set my jaw and stared back at him.
“Dennis.” I spit out. Toms jaw hardened. “The fact I had to get it from booker of all people! Booker! Even penhall wouldn’t say anything to me. Do you even know how low that is tom?”
“you talked to booker before you talked to me?” His voice had gotten low. I raised an eyebrow at him.
“well you weren’t telling me. I had to talk to someone.” Tom shook his head and finished his packing. Hoisting the bag onto his shoulder, Tom left the room. He paused at the door to his apartment.
“I’ll be back in two weeks. Give or take.” He looked down at his shoes before looking back at me. “I’ll let you know when I get back. Feel free to crash here if you need to.” With that, he left. I fell to my knees as tears started to fall. After a few minutes, I got up and made my way back to the room we had just left. The flannel I had folded was laying on the bed, a piece of paper with a phone number sitting on top of it. I picked up the shirt and unfolded it, putting it on and slipping the paper into the pocket. Pulling it tightly to my body, I laid down on the bed and cried.
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The sound of a key in the lock alerted me to the front door. My head snapped up and I tugged the shirt I was wearing tighter to me. I slowly moved to the doorway between the kitchen and the living room. The sound of a bag hitting the floor and keys hitting a table echoed around the small room. I watched toms back as he closed the door, sighing before leaning his head against it.
“hi Tommy.” I said quietly. He looked over his shoulder at me. A small smile grew as he looked me over.
“hi (Y/N/N).” He moved closer to me, testing to see if I would pick up the fight we had started weeks ago. “Sorry I took longer to make the bust. Fuller wasn’t sure about the evidence so I….” His words were cut off in a huff of air as I ran across the hallway to him, wrapping my arms around him after colliding with him. I buried my face into him.
“I know. Penhall called.” I breathed out. “He made it sound like something had gone horribly wrong. I was worried for you.” Tom pressed his face into my hair. “I missed you.”
“I missed you too.” A kiss was pressed to the top of my head. “Im so sorry. I should have told you before all this started. I’ll never do it again.” I shook my head, pulling back to look him in the eye.
“you don’t have to Tom. I’ve done a lot of thinking these last few weeks. I do know what I signed up for when I agreed to date you.” Tom kissed me, making me stop talking.
“I owe it to you.” He whispered pulling away, his eyes searching mine. “I should never have said that during the fight. I should have known what I signed up for when I asked you out.” I giggled as I leaned in to kiss him again.
“I love you Tommy.”
“I love you too.”
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avictimofthejazz · 2 years
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Booker: I think I just figured something out. I got to go.
Elaine: Aren't you forgetting something?
Booker: Uuh...*hesitantly kisses Elaine's forehead before running out.*
Elaine: No, pay your bill! Were you raised in a barn?
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