Hey! How’s yourmomenem? I need to get a post up because I’ve been HOARDING links and I need them out of my kitchen. WARNING: like the true wanna-be polymath I am, the following paragraphs will jump around at a dizzying pace. But y’all knew that already…
First and foremost, buying denim that already has holes in it is the dumbest thing in the world. Seriously people. Distressed is one thing. Ripped and shredded is a DIY task and if you pay for that look people shouldn’t let you drive. Because your IQ is in question.
I have an attorney friend who recently said to me, “If you’re married to a lawyer, you really shouldn’t cheat on them. You’ll lose.” In the same way, you really shouldn’t try to hide things from a former reporter. Good advice.
Speaking of reporting, my friend Shana — former reporter, current attorney. Synchronicity! — reports that Nashville has jumped on the Taqueria del Sol train (heh. Soul Train). You won’t regret it Nashville. Their fish tacos are serious.
Wired loses me sometimes. I appreciate the things they choose to cover, but their coverage is so ridiculous sometimes it’s almost laughable. Take this piece, a very emotional, flowery-rhetoric-laden breakdown of the potential lost due to gun deaths. I postulated to Charles that abortion data may be just as arresting; except the entire graph would be gray. And I’m not even advocating a side here on abortion — although I have some pretty strong feelings about it — just that the high-minded sanctimony of loss of potential [“We chose to illustrate the vibrancy of their lives as bright orange and yellow arcs, reminiscent of flames in the darkness,” he says. “When that person is killed, we create an alternate life for them, a ghost life — a life that may have happened if they hadn’t been shot and killed. This alternate arc is shown in gray, reminiscent of ash. The idea of using arcs is to harken to the nature of life — a birth, growth, an apex, a diminishment, and finally death.”] would NEVER be discussed in terms of children never being born at all. And I just wonder why that is…
But when they stick to fun stuff, they’re alright. And then they turn around and are astounded that chaos maybe doesn’t reign supreme in the universe. Duh. I thought you people were supposed to be smartypants and stuff. Money quote: “Scientists have yet to develop an intuitive understanding of why this particular random-yet-regular pattern, and not some other pattern, emerges for complex systems.” How in hell do you “develop” an INTUITIVE understanding. Come on man. Get it together.
On a kind of related note, since they’re talking about finally potentially solving the mystery of the distribution of the primes in the Wired piece above, here’s this. Cool, but posted mainly for the comments. “Insensitive?” cracked me up.
Okay, a pretty break. I may actually do this one:
The first paragraph in this piece is priceless. So…because they suck at Democracy, that means, logically of course, that they know a little about how it should be implemented. Nice try DCist. Come on man. Get it together. Weakest argument I’ve heard in a while. Reminded me of this:
Jennifer Lawrence seems like my kind of friend. Of course you call John Stamos Uncle Jesse if you ever meet him at a party. And on a related note, my sister told me about this. A few months old but fascinating.
Sirach is my favorite book in the bible. It’s part of the Apocrypha, so the Protestants may not know it, but I’ve been reading it again and, if you can get over some of the Old Testament stuff about women, it has some excellent advice. Chapter 26 in particular.
I’m told it’s a must read. Have it downloaded to the Kindle and it’s in the queue.
What kind of angel on earth thought to put roma tomatoes on top? It shall be made…Because if I make it dance class again Saturday I bet it compliments the ravenousness perfectly. And if, instead, I meet up with some boys for brunch, it’ll make a nice hangover cure Sunday. Boom.
Finally, playing with drinkify’s fun. Seriously, how do they know…