I think everyone needs this video in their life.
American Sign Language version of “Still Alive” from the game Portal.
Lyrics:
This was a triumph.
HERE TRIUMPH
I’m making a note here:
I WRITE
Huge success.
BIG SUCCESS
It’s hard to overstate my satisfaction.
HARD EXPRESS MY SATISFIEDAperture Science.
{APERTURE} SCIENCE
We do what we must because we can.
DO WHY? WE CAN
For the good of all of us
HELP-(all)
Except the ones who are dead.
BUT NOT PEOPLE DEADBut there’s no sense crying over every mistake.
BUT YOU NOT CRY ABOUT MISTAKE+++
You just keep on trying till you run out of cake.
YOU TRY+++ UNTIL CAKE GONE
And the science gets done and you make a neat gun.
SCIENCE FINISH, YOU MAKE COOL GUN
For the people who are still alive.
FOR PEOPLE STILL ALIVEI’m not even angry.
I NOT ANGRY
I’m being so sincere right now.
I TELL TRUE
Even though you broke my heart and killed me.
NO-MATTER YOU BREAK HEART, KILL-(me)
And tore me to pieces.
TEAR-(me)+++
And threw every piece into a fire.
THROW-(me)-(at)+++ FIRE
And as they burned it hurt because
AS BURN HURT WHY?
I was so happy for you!
I HAPPY FOR-(you)Now these points of data make a beautiful line.
NOW POINTS {DATA} MAKE BEAUTIFUL LINE
And we’re out of beta, we’re releasing on time.
NOW FINISH, LEAVE ON-TIME
So I’m GLaD I got burned.
I HAPPY I BURN
Think of all the things we learned
THINK-(about) ALL LEARN
For the people who are still alive.
FOR PEOPLE STILL ALIVEGo ahead and leave me.
YOU LEAVE-(me)
I think I prefer to stay inside.
I PREFER STAY INSIDE
Maybe you’ll find someone else to help you.
MAYBE YOU FIND OTHER PERSON, HELP-(you)
Maybe Black Mesa…
MAYBE BLACK TABLE
THAT WAS A JOKE. Haha. FAT CHANCE.
THAT JOKE, FUNNY, FAT MAYBE
Anyway, this cake is great.
AND CAKE AWESOME
It’s so delicious and moist.
DELICIOUS, MOISTLook at me still talking when there’s science to do.
LOOK-(at me) TALK++, SCIENCE NOT FINISH
When I look out there it makes me GLaD I’m not you.
I LOOK-OUT, HAPPY NOT YOU
I’ve experiments to run there is research to be done
HAVE EXPERIMENTS, RESEARCH
On the people who are still alive
ON PEOPLE STILL ALIVEAnd believe me I am still alive.
BELIEVE-(me) I STILL ALIVE
I’m doing science and I’m still alive.
I DO SCIENCE, I STILL ALIVE
I feel FANTASTIC and I’m still alive.
I FEEL AWESOME, I STILL ALIVE
While you’re dying I’ll be still alive.
AS YOU DETERIORATE, I STILL ALIVE
And when you’re dead I will be still alive.
WHEN YOU DEAD, I STILL ALIVEStill alive
STILL ALIVE
Still alive
STILL ALIVE
Carl Sagan – “A Glorious Dawn” featuring Stephen Hawking (Symphony of Science)
(I meant to post this Sunday during the Cosmos marathon.)
What happens when two baroque cellists perform a cover of “Thunderstruck“ by AC/DC? They shred. Literally. Keep an eye on their bows as the piece progresses.
This awesome video features Croatian cellists Luka Sulic and Stjepan Hauser, aka 2Cellos, playing their phenomenal “BaRock style” arrangement of the hard rock classic for a completely bewildered 17th century audience. The concept is wonderful, but the actual performance is astonishing.
[via Geeks are Sexy]
ok that was seriously badass. PLAY, CROATIAN BEAUTIES, PLAY WHILE I SHIP YOU.
i love the way the sound changes as the bows gradually disintegrate, too.
that was FUCKING AWESOME.
A loving tribute to fanfiction clichés!
(for hungrylikethewolfie, who also lives a trope-appreciation life ♥ )
Download HERE!
LYRICS
We all strive to be original
Don’t want to be called out on a cliché
Some feel shame in writing more of the same
But baby that’s not the way
I like what I like, and I don’t feel bad
That my favorite stories have always had—Sex pollen, I’m fallen’ in love
Clothes-sharing fits me like a glove
Folks that keep talking in their sleep
While they huddle for warmth to survive, I’m dreaming of
Mistletoe kisses for the holiday season
And getting fake-married for a stupid reason
I’ve read it before but I just want more
Call them contrived but the tropes keep the fandom aliveBiology or some ritual
Means they must have sex so they don’t die
A magic spell turns someone into a kitten
Then a potion makes them unable to lie
A soul-bond, and now they’re in each other’s minds
My favorite fics always wind up having[CHORUS]
You can go Harlequin or to a coffeeshop
Or back to high school with the genders swapped
Make them meet online, make them suffer and pine
And if you’re feeling bold, maybe
Make a man have a baby[CHORUS]
…I’m unoriginal to my very core
Give me slaves in collars, a little h/c
Hookers, strippers, bartenders, or all three
Kinky wings, heat cycles and everything
Familiar and sweet, make my life complete with
Practice kissing turning friends lovers,
Awkward boners between step-brothers
Truth or Dare, spin the bottle, photographers in love with models
It’s contrived but the tropes make me feel aliveGive me just one more fairytale AU…
Call Me Maybe in the musical style of Mumford & Sons
this is brilliant
Beauty
There are no words
I thought this was just going to be the video but NO IT’S EVEN BETTER THAN I DREAMED.
There’s a darkness upon me that’s flooded in light
In the fine print they tell me what’s wrong and what’s right
And it comes in black and it comes in white
And I’m frightened by those that don’t see it
When nothing is owed or deserved or expected
And your life doesn’t change by the man that’s elected
If you’re loved by someone, you’re never rejected
Decide what to be and go be it
There was a dreamAnd one day I could see it
Like a bird in a cage I broke in and demanded that somebody free itWith a head full of doubt
So I’ll scream til I die and the last of those bad thoughts are finally out
There’s a darkness upon you that’s flooded in light
And in the fine print they tell you what’s wrong and what’s right
And it flies by day and it flies by night
And I’m frightened by those that don’t see it
There was a dreamAnd one day I could see it
Like a bird in a cage I broke in and demanded that somebody free itWith a head full of doubt
So I’ll scream til I die and the last of those bad thoughts are finally outThere was a dream
And one day I could see it
Like a bird in a cage I broke in and demanded that somebody free it
And there was a kid
So I’ll scream til I die and the last of those bad thoughts are finally out
There’s a darkness upon me that’s flooded in light
In the fine print they tell me what’s wrong and what’s right
heres a midi of hips dont lie with a banjo as the vocals
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