Breaking Bad Giveaway!
My company, A Good Sign in Albuquerque, did all kinds of printing for the show’s set and for parties for the cast and crew of Breaking Bad. I’ve got a whole bunch of cool stuff lying around so I thought I’d have some fun making some fans happy. Reblog this post and follow me! I’ll pick five US followers (old or new) and send you a rare Breaking Bad surprise. It could be a print from the set, fine art prints, a prop from the set, a storyboard, a poster pack, autographed prints, etc. The photos in this post show a very tiny glimpse of what I have here in my arsenal. Winners will be chosen a week from today - Jan 28, 2014
Oh! And I don’t have many followers, so the odds are in your favor! I also follow back.
The fine print: Only those who follow me and repost this will be entered. I’ll only ship free to US addresses.
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Dan Aykroyd and Bill Murray in 1985.
Where you could input all of the food that you have, and then it will give you recipes that only include those foods.
Genius. I need to do this, not only for me, but I think everyone else would quite enjoy it as well.
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“The fact that this sea creature looks exactly like a rock with guts is not even the weirdest thing about it. It’s also completely immobile like a rock — it eats by sucking in water and filtering out microorganisms — and its clear blood mysteriously secretes a rare mineral called vanadium.”
Meanwhile in Bizzaro World, this school decided to cancel classes because the weather was too nice.
We know what six looks like. We know what it smells like. How it can go from the fresh scent of shampoo and soap to the musky aroma of “dirty child” in what seems like minutes. How it resists getting in the bathtub… and then resists getting out half an hour later. How sweet its hair and skin and clean jammies smell when it sits on your lap and asks you to read it a bedtime story. We know the unmistakeable fragrance of the occasional accident in the middle of the night caused by too much milk and no last-thing-before-bed visit to the toilet.
We know what six looks like. We know what it sounds like. How it cries and whines. How it sings and laughs. How clever it is and how much more clever it grows every day. How it sounds out words on signs as we drive past in the car and how happy it is when it gets them right. How annoying it sounds when it teases its little sister and how kind it sounds when it soothes her when she falls down and hurts herself. We know how lovely the words “Mommy” and “Daddy” and “I Love You” sound in its six-year-old voice.
We know what six looks like. We know how it tastes. How picky it is. How it thinks chicken nuggets or macaroni and cheese are gourmet foods. How much it loves candy and cookies. How it tolerates broccoli and carrots. How it absolutely abhors Brussels sprouts. How it thinks French fries are a vegetable. How it thinks chocolate milk was created by God himself. How it thinks pizza is its own food group. We know that six is happy when it finds “I love you!” written on a napkin in its lunch box at school.