Yo, yo, yo, yo baby-pop!
I’m going to eat my delicious egg salad sandwich and take a minute and say hey to y’all. I have other things to write (always, always) but this is my official 20 minute lunch break and Fast Company says you should do that — shift focus — to stay creative. And I’m listening.
So, I was going to go off on a tear about this marry young thing (because it makes me feel inadequate) but I’ve chosen to only say the following: you find your person when you do. Marrying young is great — my momma was 18 when she married Pops but she’ll tell you quick how lucky she was he didn’t turn out to be some kind of raving lunatic — and then I know folks who waited (like yours truly) for the right person. Because, while I accept that there are all kinds of reasons to get married, my preference has always been “for love.” Perhaps that’s naive but it’s my preference. And I think I’ve held out for this long so I may as well see what the final destination is. But I think if we’re going to encourage 20 somethings to go on and make the commitment, we need to start really informing them of what that word means. Because I think, in this context, it’s intimately related to the verb “love.” And that’s just the way I feel about it. Also, it might be wise to remember this as we encourage our young people to take the plunge. And no, I don’t think it has to do with age except inasmuch as the younger generation tends to be steeped in the starter marriage mentality. And we’ve culturally created that monster.
Speaking of generational differences, how freakin’ great is this song? I know every Southern woman is like, “Mmmmmhmmmmm,” and that Dolly Parton and Loretta Lynn are both proud as hell of Miranda Lambert. Also, good to remember that your mama’s broken heart wasn’t HER MAMA’s broken heart.
After a long-convoluted conversation with a West Coast liberal on the subject of the function of the market — if it’s fair, etc. — Charles came away with this gem:
It’s like he’s mad at the sky for being green
And I come along like “No, it’s cool, the sky is actually blue.”
4:03 PM And he’s all “Oh Charles, if only it were that simple. If only the earth’s atmosphere refracted light from the sun in such a way that the most commonly visible spectrum was blue…”
“Yeah, that’s pretty much exactly it.”
“Fuck you Charles, it’s green.”
4:04 PM And I hate it for being green
4:05 PM me: and i hate you for not agreeing that it’s green, you greedy CEO
One of the funniest things in the world to me is an environmentalist bitching about how all the weathermen make bad predictions and how their job is BS etc. etc. Yeah, the discipline of using a small amount of real data to predict weather trends is really stupid…
Do you know why you tilt your head in that way? It’s an involuntary reflex in your physiology. It changes the angle at which sound waves hit the eardrum, allowing in more stimuli. Like a lizard. I’ve studied them too. Intriguing characters. Their brains have evolved over 320 million years, yet for all their evolution, they form no bonds. Love does not exist for them. They are incapable of dreaming, of contemplating beauty, of knowing something greater than themselves… not unlike your kind. The experiments we conducted right here in this lab, yielded a surprising result, because for all your years of evolution, you inadvertently redeveloped and honed primitive instincts that we moved beyond long ago. So in reality, you’re the animal. ~ Nina Sharp, Fringe
Made this last night. Was really good, super simple, and keeps nicely. Score.
I know some people that I’d like to send this to but I’m not sure how they’d take it…
Yeah, he is. And he needs to get his little butt home.
Not a huge fan of scary movies but if they’re done well — and this one looks to have that potential — they’re some of the best films around.