January 2012
23 posts
“I mean, has anybody been watching the debates lately? You’ve got a governor...”
– Barack Obama, Sunday at a Democratic fundraiser. (h/t Joe.My.God.)
Listening to the State of the Union with my hot-water bottle.
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Goodbye Etta.
“Life is like a song”
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What are you up to?
Oh, not much. Just watching Talking Heads music videos with my parents.
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December 2011
9 posts
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it's all 2's and 1's, and i don't know what to do.
somewhere last night i burned my lip and lost my intention. it might have fallen out of my sweater bag in between the coffee shop and the bar, or maybe i accidentally spit it back into my whiskey glass; quite possibly i exhaled it into the room at the very moment that i burned my lip. i’v lost it before and we’ve always been reunited, but this fog is worrying me. what if it’s too...
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Aside, The Weakerthans
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Stand up for Small Businesses and Kale! →
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Kids on the Run, Tallest Man on Earth
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November 2011
6 posts
If I had my own car here I would drive to...
Teaching Good Sex →
“Introducing pleasure to the peril of sex education.”
Comprehensive Sex Ed!!
It’s funny how we make so much out of one day. Like, this day is so special, special words for special meanings, special cards to give to special people because it’s today! but it’s really just as long or as short as any other, and when there are 12 minutes left in it, it doesn’t seem that big.
It’s what you fill it with that makes a day worth remembering. I...
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It's Wendell Berry Wednesday
“Farming by the measure of nature, which is to say the nature of the particular place, means that farmers must tend farms that they know and love, farms small enough to know and love, using tools and methods that they know and love, in the company of neighbors that they know and love.”
- Wendell Berry, 1989
So excited to see that man speak tonight!
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You too can now buy a local and sustainable quilt... →
From my mom.
October 2011
15 posts
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Résumé, by Dorothy Parker
Razors pain you; Rivers are damp; Acids stain you; And drugs cause cramp. Guns aren’t lawful; Nooses give; Gas smells awful; You might as well live.
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I wish I still got notes in my lunch from my mom.*
3.) Last night it frosted for the first time. Silver skin akin to the saltwater associated fish I miss.
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a.) My mother is spooning brown sugar into my...
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“New Orleans rain smelled of sulfur and hibiscus, trumpet metal, thunder, and...”
– Jitterbug Perfume, Tom Robbins
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Confronting the Malefactors →
Paul Krugman writes some nice editorials. Educated, sophisticated, and logical.
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These slippers are making my feet so hot.
Today I thought about what I’m getting from this place. I want that piece of paper that says I worked hard studying stuff that isn’t necessary for human functioning because I thought it was important! I’m going to be proud of my education.
I also thought about how comfortable my pants were and how much I like cuddling and about bananas.
Last weekend I had to go to New...
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ode to the ones who are real when you meet them
summer:
one step and the mud slides over the tops of my sandals and settles in between my toes. we stare in fascination at the spectacle that no one else will ever see, “take a picture with your eye!” a hot trickle of low-tide water washes over my foot and brings my gaze up to you and the herons (9).
i dreamt i bought a vortex.
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