January 2009
34 posts
In the Hipster Runoff universe, the only acceptable worldview is blowing up the...
– RIFF MARKET: RE HIPSTER RUNOFF’S ANIMAL COLLECTIVE POST
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Felix qui potuit rerum cognoscere causas. -VIRGIL. I I I I I ——Happy is he who has been able to learn the causes of things——
Brainwave Symphony
“BRAINWAVE SYMPHONY combines carefully selected music from the baroque, classical, romantic, impressionistic, and twentieth-century eras with breakthrough audio technology to give you the best of classical wisdom and modern science. We all experience many states of consciousness, from ordinary waking and sleeping states to extraordinary states in which we are more at peace, particularly...
In the face of this conflict between the Israelis and the Palestinians, these are some good lessons:
1.Nothing gives an eternal claim to land. The belief that history or the Bible or God gave territories to certain people leads to war without end. 2. People have long memories, especially of injustice. The Israelis remember the Holocaust, and the Palestinians remember their lost homeland. For...
Young conservatives make me sad. They have names like ‘S.E. Cupp’ or ‘Hampton...
– Clayton Cubitt (via langer)
I’ve been thinking of a way to respectably say exactly this, but could only come up with, “young Republicans make me want to crush skulls.”
Well said.
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me luffs ze weeeb. -inman head language
the internet is magical and a freak and sort of like the thought train but on a screen, not in your head. (::cranberries: zombie montage::) So somehow this morning, I stumbled onto someone’s very average, ho-hum blog. Look at this history of my internet adventure:
01. I’m on tumblr, just sort of perusing the posts—only paying attention to the instantly satisfying ones...
The Secret
dearoldlove:
When people ask me how I lost 60 pounds, I tell them about my gluten-free vegan diet, step aerobics, and yoga. If you asked, I’d tell the truth: 15 percent yoga, 85 percent spite.
In The Dark
STRANGE LOVE It was night that made him strange, not his gold spectacles or the strained lay of his skin. Always I say love before it’s strange enough, or strange at all, but this time, Doctor, I love our silence, the pale gray stain his eyes leave in my dreams, the strange burning of his fingers, strangling in his long kissing, and the straggle hope burns, a borealis to strafe my retinas...
oopsies. somebody loves to online shop.
you know it’s a dangerous time when you can deplete your bank account without ever leaving the desk.
p.s. nice kitchenware is deliriously sexy wouldn’t you agree?
In response the Brunchfaced:
weird. I just showed Nick and Emily that movie last night. It is so inspiring:
We are all a little mad, i think.
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across...
Amazon has got to quit suggesting me books I may be interested in. Everytime I visit their site I end up filling my interactive shopping cart too full and then getting frustrated and logging out. too many options!
Drink in the art! →
oh no! this is like saying that the fe-mullet is... →
c'est chouette! →
i feel fine. →
my hunger for podcasts is insatiable.
enter: britney spears (in my head) singing “gimme more” as i gobble up letters and numbers that fell out of my speakers from too much podcast play
when i searched “best languages to know right now” on google the second option that came up was “how to know god personally through jesus christ right now” either the lord has a big lobby with google or google knows i live in the south
brrrrng!
::hello::
it’s The World calling to tell you: get your fucking act together.
:)
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