Life Tip #49
Punching your wall, fridge, table, or whatever will not make your keys reappear. The bruises do, however, serve as a sort of string-around-the-finger reminder to check the fucking pants you wore yesterday.
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If there is one thing the Internet is good for, it’s bringing together...– Adam Sternbergh on the rise of the Fanboys. (via tumblinerb) To this, I’ll add: SWAG! SWAG! SWAG! SWAG!
Several years ago, David H. Brooks, the chief executive and chairman of a...– - New York Times This is actually a plot point from Arrested Development, right? GOB and the forget-me-nows?
James Kelch Epicly Later'd →
I met James Kelch at Pop’s on 24th St a few years ago. At that time, I had no clue who he was. He told me that he invented the varial heelflip on his porch in Cincinatti. Used the n-word hella casually. We let off bottle rockets on Bryant or Harrison Street. It was a really deranged night.
For some reason, I’ve been intentionally ignoring Davinci, probably because I know I’ll really like him. I can ignore it no longer, DLing his album now. Maybe it’s all the Gigantes fitteds, but this video really grabbed me [||]. via spaceagehustle:
HOW IT WENT DOWN
Tom Vilsack: Ms. Sherrod, I need your letter of resignation on my desk by noon tomorrow. Shirley Sherrod: Surely you can’t be serious. Tom Vilsack: I am serious, and don’t call me Shirley, Shirley. Then everyone laughs and forgets about the weird racial tension stuff this brings to light.
Where Does Jack Shafer Get Off?
Slate’s Jack Shafer routinely writes about “bogus trend pieces” that run in various newspapers, taking journalists to task for blind-sourcing, having too few sources, using sketchy numbers, or relying to platitudes instead of conducting actual reporting. His targets range from teenage drug-use scares in local market affiliates to silly Sunday Styles-type...
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