April 2013
1 post
March 2013
1 post
February 2013
2 posts
“13. Apparently, there’s a battle between Brooklyn and Portland for the...”
– http://www.mourninggoats.blogspot.ca/2013/02/47-cheryl-strayed.html
bless Cheryl Strayed’s heart.
January 2013
8 posts
1 tag
maggie and milly and molly and may
maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach(to play one day)
and maggie discovered a shell that sang
so sweetly she couldn't remember her troubles,and
milly befriended a stranded star
whose rays five languid fingers were;
and molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:and
may came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and...
"It’s all pornography to me, all of life is so... →
“My idea of an interesting person is someone who is quite proud of their...”
– ― John Waters, Shock Value: A Tasteful Book About Bad Taste
thebottomfallsout:
Sometimes I feel the bonecrushing weight of the universe, and I am overwhelmed by the concept of time and the existence of love. Other times I eat like four things of Easy Mac and listen to Ke$ha.
this is so beautiful. #dance #photography →
December 2012
5 posts
Book shopping.
I wandered amongst the books and waited for him. I read all the last lines of every book I picked up in hopes that if I do not know my own fate that they may.
““It is not so incomprehensible as you pretend, sweet pea. Love is the feeling we...”
– ― Cheryl Strayed, Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar
I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I AM DOING BUT AT LEAST I AM... →
“On what Toronto really needs for its food scene to become internationally...”
– http://www.torontolife.com/daily/daily-dish/tv-diner/2012/12/18/anthony-bourdains-the-layover-toronto/ #toronto #anthonybourdain #foodie
October 2012
1 post
an addition to the kindness of strangers.
I received a very descriptive, funny and unusual (maybe even slightly bizarre) email from a woman across the country that I barely know whom I’ve emailed with a few times. She was thanking my boss for her recent attendance at an event. It was such an inventive, bizarre and unique thank you email. I forwarded it to my boss, and then replied to the woman and said,...
September 2012
5 posts
sometimes, the only thing we can count on is the kindness of strangers. and yet, it is enough.
July 2012
5 posts
"The most terrifying fact about the universe is... →
a rant of epic proportions.
Recently, I find myself thinking all too frequently about the tipping point of the word ‘epic’. At what point did it go from being an adjective to describe naval adventures, cross desert excursions on camels and atomic war to describing keg parties, nightclub names, any activities that involve the phrase ‘YOLO’ and/or high fives.
I find this transformation (inevitable...
sometimes i’m afraid i will regret everything.
June 2012
14 posts
“I was in Nashville, Tennessee last year. After the show I went to a Waffle...”
– Bill motherfucking Hicks
"Today, I am having one of those days when what it... →
things a real man said.
woman: i think i’m getting old.
man: no, you’re not. if you are, you’re just getting more beautiful. you can’t be beautiful when your eighteen.
womanhouse asked: i am molly too.
broads being broads
one of the owners of the best racks in history shoots “that look” at the owner of the other best rack in history. classic.
8------D
On the days when I feel the loseriest, nothing makes me feel better than going on Facebook and looking at douchebags from high school who are still posting dick emotions on each others walls.
Who knew that 8———D would confirm everything I once suspected and hoped for.
joys/miseries of summer
JOY = SUNDRESS.
MISERY = SUNDRESS TUCKED INTO UNDERWEAR AT STARBUCKS.
Snow pants would never betray me like that.
i met him on friday, the 13th.
stop waiting for the phone to ring and make the call yourself.
May 2012
13 posts
WatchSongs that are happy! Music videos that are good! Jumping Rope! Win.
Thank you Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros.
books to read in your twenties.
“What the fuck does it take to show you motherfuckers, what does it fucking take what do you want how much do you want because I am willing and I’ll stand before you and I’ll raise my arms and give you my chest and throat and wait, and I’ve been so old for so long, for you, for you, I want it fast and right through me— Oh do it, do it...
ohtobefive asked: I read your articles on HG for the first time, today. Some were a bit tear-jerking. You're well-spoken (or should I say, written) and I hope you continue to write more pieces. x
On making movies or, things that changed me.
How does one visually recreate the texture of memory?
My mind went to La Jetee by Chris Marker. A film that blew my little Film 100 mind so many moons ago.
Never gets old.
For continued viewing, watch Sans Soleil, also by Chris Marker.
