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I’m enjoying that phone conversations with my mom are my main conduit to what’s happening at the Olympics. “Both routines were beautiful. One was to the music from that ballet… you know the one with the evil swan. The other one was to ‘Scheherazade.”Add a Comment
Good news, forgetful witches! You might have spaced out on it yesterday and only remembered when you were falling asleep last night, but there are still TWO MORE DAYS to celebrate the Roman festival of Lupercalia.
Skipping this part this year.
Whenever I need to make myself laugh I think of the time my friend Ben got a slight concussion from falling off a car while playing ‘Starsky & Hutch grab-ass’ and the ER doctor, writing him a prescription later, asked him if he had any allergies and Ben said, “Yes, salmon.” I offer this on the off chance that you happen to be a young patrician Luperci who might later today, after being anointed with sacrificial blood “wiped off the bloody knife with wool soaked in milk,” be “expected to smile and laugh.” That can be awkward.Add a Comment
Dana and LeBrun on his birthday, Jan. 24, 1981.Add a Comment
"Perhaps the greatest sea serpentologist of all times was Antoon Cornelis Oudemans, a Dutchman who was by training an entomologist, specializing in acarology, the study of mites and ticks."
— Aie, so much there there. But mostly I like the idea that if everyone were to rank their favorite sea serpentologists, Antoon Cornelis Oudemans would top most people’s lists but not EVERYONE’s and so “perhaps.”
“Being an idealist, I too wish that the world was better than I am. Like all the rest of my fellow men, I don’t want to live around people with no more principles than I have. My inner fineness is continually outraged at finding that the world is a whole family of Hurstons. Seeing these things, I have come to the point by trying to make the day at hand a positive thing, and realizing the uselessness of gloominess.”
- Zora Neale Hurston, Dust Tracks on the Road, page 229. (via emilyhouk)
I’m reading Caroline Alexander’s great book on the Endurance expedition and I keep flipping to this picture of second officer Tom Crean with puppiiiieees. (Photo by Frank Hurley.)Add a Comment
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His Majesty Receives by William Holbrook Beard (1885)
Step off, rabbit!
I was once told by a children’s lit person that while it’s common for anthropomorphized animals to wear clothes in children’s book illustrations, that it’s much less common for the animals to be wearing shoes. But even when the animals do wear shoes, they never (almost never?) wear socks.
Remembered this bit from Grace Paley’s “Friends" today. Auld lang syne, motherfuckers.Add a Comment
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Whales, Ships and Icebergs by Sophie Blackall
Adore Sophie Blackall.
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Pieter Brueghel the Elder - The Hunters in the Snow (detail) (1565)
Ready for January 2014, but will it beat the winter of 1565?
Here at my grandfather’s in Indiana. Except with more dusk, more snow, more dogs.Add a Comment
Where did you get your coat, Pam Mitford?Add a Comment
I was batty about the Alvin and the Chipmunks Christmas album as a kid and played it all through December. Once I couldn’t find it with the other records and asked my mom where it went. She had no idea. I found it later that day by standing on one of the lower shelves of the hall closet where we kept hats & gloves (Wisconsin!) and reaching up to the upper shelves and feeling around. It was on the very top shelf. I remember returning to the living room and announcing “I FOUND IT” and thinking everyone would be as happy and relieved as I was that it’d been located.Add a Comment
“When you hear a voice say ‘Everyone’s a critic,’ listen for the echo: Everyone’s a publicist.”
- This is a million words long but extremely worthwhile (via joshreads)
Drinking bear, eating pumpkin pie, reading Bring Up The Bodies. Mantel likes ‘sullen’ the way Tartt likes ‘scorched.’ So far have looked up ‘kine’ (cows!) and ‘corvine’ (crow-like!). Also: “If someone said to Lady Rochford, ‘It’s raining,’ she would turn it into a conspiracy; as she passed the news on, she would make it sound somehow indecent, unlikely, but sadly true.”Add a Comment
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Alternate covers, by Thyra Heder.
The Hairpin’s travel series, “An Experience Definitely Worth Allegedly Having,” is now available for purchase (and has been for two weeks, during which time it has verryyyy slowly been encroaching on Jon Krakauer)! It’s $1.99, and the two first episodes (of 8 total) are from the wonderful Carrie Frye and Maria Bustillos. Here are excerpts from each — Carrie | Maria — if you’d like to give them a whirl. They’re so good!
There’s also a Tumblr (linked above) with bonus media from each episode. Salacious pictures and video!!!, etc. It’s also got a few alternate covers, by the incredibly talented Thyra Heder, and they’re all beautiful, but the one above is my favorite (aside from the actual cover).
Aaand a couple interviews vaguely about the Series, too: with Logan Sachon, on The Billfold, and with Allie Jones, on The Atlantic Wire. We also got a nice mention in The New York Times Magazine last weekend. Know anyone else who wants to chat about this? With me or anyone involved with the series? Or about anything else? Or otherwise review it, or eviscerate it, in any way at all? I’ll do basically anything; I want the whole world to know about this e-book!!
And you don’t have to have a Kindle, either — the app for desktop reading is free and easy to install. Like 60 seconds. Maybe less.
Well, here it is again! I hope you like it!
Ugh, no copies on AbeBooks. Add a Comment
I mean… I don’t want to tell any ladies how to live their lives, but…
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At Salon today, I ponder comedy’s last taboo (clue: it has nothing to do with sex).
Emma is amazing:
High school’s toxic cauldron of peer pressure, mindless conformity and amoral superficiality — embodied in the ruling triad of popular girls all named Heather — is…
About 150 pages from the end of The Goldfinch. Really hoping the little dog makes it through okay.
(Was thinking this morning of Ann Friedmanish chart of What’s Making Us Anxious In The Goldfinch?, and how it’d be 40% Popchik dying because everyone is too drugged out and forgets him or he gets run over.)Add a Comment
Yesterday we went mattress shopping. A friend of ours works at a mattress store, and he offered Lowell a good deal on one, and so off we went. (The old mattress was an ancient futon one and has gradually been turning me into Rumpelstiltskin.) The store turned out to be a big warehouse-type space off a country highway. Inside, Lowell and I took off our shoes and lay down on a series of different mattresses side by side in our stocking feet while our friend, who is a poet and this tall genial kind of magical personage in our lives, explained memory foam to us. Then we’d blurt out weird domestic trivia (“He gets hot at night.” etc.). You’re supposed to take fifteen minutes to test a mattress but I kept popping up after five and our friend would say, “No, take your time! Take your time!”
The model we picked out is called Opulence. It came packed in a long rectangular brown box that looked too small to hold a mattress; our friend said when we got it home, we’d pop the bag the mattress was rolled in, hear a hiss, and then the mattress would begin expanding. “You can sleep on it tonight but it’ll continue to expand for the next 24 hours.” And it has! Every time I went into the bedroom today it looked taller and taller, like a giant mattress soufflé in the bed frame. Opulence!Add a Comment
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