January 2010
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I always thought that if I held you tightly, You’d always love me like you did back then. Then I fell asleep in the city kept blinking— What was I thinking when I let you back in?
A beautiful tribute to my Uncle Frank, written by his little brother (my dad) http://bit.ly/c35Nuw. Help support ALS research: www.alsa.org
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Scattered Words: Beyond Mathematics
“It’s written in the snow. Hidden in the stars. And wrapped in paper on Christmas Eve. It’s buried on a desert island. Scratched upon a tree. The way she cannot help but smile. The way you hate it when he leaves. It’s written in a teenage diary. Danced upon a floor. Sung from the very depths of your soul as the crowd calls out for more. It’s whispered to eternal...
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agovernmentman asked: What was the best film you saw last year?
Curious? →
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You can’t compare yourself with others: if Nature has made you a bat you...
– Herman Hesse (from Demian)
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Because here’s something else that’s weird but true: in the day-to-day trenches of adult life, there is actually no such thing as atheism. There is no such thing as not worshipping. Everybody worships. The only choice we get is what to worship. And the compelling reason for maybe choosing some sort of god or spiritual-type thing to worship—be it JC or Allah, be it YHWH or the...
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william hung on arrested development
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is pretty much the extent of my interest in any american idol season.
Mock triiaal with J. Reinhooold!
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This morning it rained in LA for the first time in...
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16 million people went to see "Alvin and the...
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Best Live CNN headline today: "Israel Sets Hummus...
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What is the feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede...
– Jack Kerouac, On The Road
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‘Contrariwise,’ continued Tweedledee, ‘if it was so, it might...
– Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland
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The Monday New York Times crossword makes me feel...
four loko tastes like hawaiian punch
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when i was in elementary school i was the only person who hated hawaiian punch and all of the parents would bring it in for birthday parties. i usually didn’t drink it but in first grade my teacher made me because she said it was impolite not to so at least two or three times a month i’d choke down hawaiian punch and throw up every. fucking. time.
Oh my god…I thought I was...
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