try to praise the mutilated world.

you must praise the mutilated world.


unhappyhipsters:

It was hard to tell if social networking had instilled an instinct to compulsively pose, or if there was actually a photographer at the end of the living room.
(Photo: Mark Steinmertz; Dwell, September 2003)

unhappyhipsters:

It was hard to tell if social networking had instilled an instinct to compulsively pose, or if there was actually a photographer at the end of the living room.

(Photo: Mark Steinmertz; Dwell, September 2003)



reblogged from beeborg
“I’ve never really thought of myself as depressed so much as I am paralyzed by hope.” Maria Bamford (via beeborg)

[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]

Nada Surf - Do It Again:

I bought a stack of books
I didn’t read a thing
It’s like I’m sitting here
Waiting for birds to sing
Let’s do it again

[Currently infatuated with this song.]


This song, for Valentine’s day (no video, just an album cover, sorry).

I’d like to post a whole poem, but I think I oughtn’t, for copyright reasons. But it’s from Elizabeth Bradfield’s Approaching Ice, and here’re three lines:

I walked as if the pavement’s grooves
were signs of where it would collapse.
I wanted it to.


“The government of the United States of America is not, in any sense, founded on the Christian religion.”

Treaty signed by George Washington, 1796.

[Our Founders Were NOT Fundamentalists | The Smirking Chimp]

(via nickdouglas : doublejack : piscesinpurple : alinasmith)


reblogged from benbrown

Waiting for the Google Buzz Privacy Outcry

otwas:

benbrown:

It will only be a matter of time now before my mother calls me to ask why I keep emailing her to tell her all about my late night bowel movements/software releases.  ”I’m not emailing you, mom!  Google decided it was a good thing to crap everything I say into your email inbox so that you won’t miss out on the exciting world of social media.”

I feel they are trying to force feed me the worst parts of social media - ie, the most popular stuff - via an interface that I’ve been trained means HIGH PRIORITY ALWAYS ON RESPOND NOW.

I pity the inbox zero people the most.

Reblogged for my mom: Hi, Mom! Here’s what’s going on! I’ll come by tonight and make sure it’s not flooding you.

Also, as a semi-consistent inbox zero person with a deeply unhealthy relationship to my unread(#) counts, I have officially disabled that shit.


“We should assemble all those who are pure and cannot abide other faiths, put them all in rockets, and fire them into space.”

Wole Soyinka, via givemesomethingtoread

This is the best quote on religion I’ve seen since Zora Neale Hurston’s “Gods always behave like the people who make them.” Mostly because it comprehends the connection between purity and lack of tolerance, but partly because firing people into space is funny and Soyinka has (obviously) a fabulous sense of the dramatic.


toothpastefordinner.com
true dat.*


*actually I do not know if this is true, since I think I fail at personality tests, based on my experience of getting different answers every time I take one of those fake shortened versions they give out in insightfully-oriented educational moments.

toothpastefordinner.com

true dat.*

*actually I do not know if this is true, since I think I fail at personality tests, based on my experience of getting different answers every time I take one of those fake shortened versions they give out in insightfully-oriented educational moments.