February 2012
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THEY WERE THE ONES EATIN THE PIE!
Nothing that airs during the Super Bowl this weekend will make me giggle as much as the Al Sharpton commercial on MSNBC.
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January 2012
22 posts
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Watchgiggle giggle giggle
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chelseadallas replied to your photo: Soooo the guy from Pretty in Pink retweeted my…
also, that article was beautiful. i’m crying a lot right now. i read another piece by that woman previously about her son and i cried then as well. thanks for sharing!
I cried too. It’s really great and true and so so sad. You’re welcome!
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Large family gatherings are fun
because every single person asks me about graduating and what I’m going to do with my Journalism and English degrees and I have to tell them I’m not exactly sure yet while they look at me with concerned eyes like I haven’t been thinking about it every single day and then they turn to my cousin majoring in something science related and say, “I’m sure you know exactly...
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“No matter what terror or loveliness the earth could produce - winds, seas - a...”
– Lorrie Moore, Birds of America (via laurataylor)
Yelping with Cormac: Chipotle Mexican Grill →
yelpingwithcormac:
SOMA - San Francisco, CA
Cormac M. | Author | Lost in the chaparral, NM
Three stars.
See that false burrito. See it swaddled in tinfoil on the desk in the bowels of that great tower, a bundle of meat and sauce in a place long ago ceded to silicone and copper. The stooped man eating that peasant food as if in consuming it he can escape to a farmfield in a verdant valley...
December 2011
16 posts
Favorite articles from 2011
mostly off the top of my head.
“My Superpower Is Being Alone Forever,” Joe Berkowitz for The Awl
“The Rebirth of the Feminist Manifesto,” Emily Nassbaum for New York Magazine
Anything from the Dear Sugar column
“All the Single Ladies,” Kate Bolick for the Atlantic
“In Which We Teach You How To Be A Woman In Any Boys’ Club,” Molly Lambert...
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teeandcrumpets asked: love you
The Books They Gave Me: Capote. →
thebookstheygaveme:
Nessa and I bonded during our junior year of high school over books (we couldn’t keep our noses out of them) and shared dislike of our boring rest-stop of a town (a dozen gas stations and fast food joints split in two by a rushing freeway). Every day on the bus we’d talk about the books we…
I’m a sucker for stories like this.
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Today is a sad day.
I was supposed to see the Weakerthans perform Reconstruction Site tonight but I can’t go. I am wearing all black and dark red lipstick to work.
Yelping with Cormac: Urban Outfitters →
yelpingwithcormac:
And they come there in great numbers shuffling into that mausoleum that was built for them like some monument to the slow death of their world and among those tokens and talismans of that faded empire they forage like scavengers their faces frozen in a rictus of worldweary their clothes preworn in some tropical factory and they shop and they hunt with dullbrown eyes through...
The 2011 Roibal Family Christmas Card
There should be an apostrophe in “seasons,” but my dad printed and wrote all of them out this afternoon and I can’t tell him.
November 2011
6 posts
The train home last night was crowded so I had to stand in the little vestibule in between the cars. I was sharing it with another man. Before the train left, he hopped off (I assumed to ask the conductor something) but he didn’t take his bag with him. The doors closed and the train left without him. I felt awful. When the conductor came for my ticket, I told her about the man who came on...
October 2011
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