April 2009
14 posts
Poverty Goes Straight to the Brain | Wired Science... →
March 2009
23 posts
Memories are what warm you up from the inside. But they’re also what tear you...
– Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore) (via thresca)
Sketchbook: Our President’s New BlackBerry: Humor:... →
Shouts & Murmurs: Memo from the C.E.O.: Humor: The... →
What if Woody Allen Had Directed Watchmen? →
End Homelessness - Change.org: Michelle Obama... →
Rep. Conyers wants science to be secret… or you... →
We talked about our voices as writers — how they are strong and brave but how as...
– Natalie Goldberg, Writing Down the Bones (via theyoungmachine) (via blossomworld)
emacity
wordjournal:
noun • the urge to spend money
I don’t have a balanced life, and I don’t want one. I need to be erratic. I need...
– George Stroumboulopoulos (via sade) (via lissame73)
Bill would ban adoptions by unwed couples -... →
This is absolutely ridiculous and unbelievably frustrating. The world isn’t supposed to be full of homogenous families.
"Black Stone on Top of a White Stone" by César...
blossomworld:
I shall die in Paris, in a rainstorm, On a day I already remember. I shall die in Paris—it does not bother me— Doubtless on a Thursday, like today, in autumn. It shall be a Thursday, because today, Thursday As I put down these lines, I have set my shoulders To the evil. Never like today have I turned, And headed my whole journey to the ways where I am alone. César Vallejo is...
O’Reilly asks female anchor to “stand up so we can see the whole deal” - Daily Kos TV (beta)
Eyes On Obama - GOP Stumbles Over Itself On Race... →
probably my favorite part of the article, but it also makes me wonder - isn’t this common sense?
“Minorities aren’t going to flock to the Republican Party because their Chairman looks and talks like they do. Give them more credit! They want to know which party is going to benefit their communities directly, which one is going to address the massive economic disparities they...
Kids, the Internet, and the End of Privacy: The... →
My friend: I used to always wish I could fly, whenever I had wishes. Now I have a fly in my eye. What kind of cruel pun is life playing on me?