January 2010
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The good life (from now on)
GQ has named Justin Townes (son of Steve) Earle one of the world’s 25 most stylish men. Unexpected, but very cool.
(via GQ)
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“I speak to people, and I speak to you because I cannot help it. It gives me strength, almost unbelievable strength, to know that you are there. I covet your eyes, your ears, the collapsible space between us. How blessed are we to have each other? I am alive and you are alive so we must fill the air with our words. I will fill today, tomorrow, every day until I am taken back to God. I will...
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“these hips are big hips.
they need space to
move around in.
they don’t fit...”
– homage to my hips, by lucille clifton (via loveandzombies) (via redguard)
mmhmm
(via dtron)
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What'll I Do
nervousacid:
• DOWNLOAD | KATE & ANNA McGARRIGLE “What’ll I Do” (feat. Rufus & Martha Wainwright) The McGarrigle Hour, 1998
I’m super busy over the next couple of days so I won’t have time to write anything substantial, but I did want to acknowledge the passing of Kate McGarrigle — mother of Rufus and Martha Wainwright, and a legendary folk singer in her own right. As a member of...
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A beautiful woman who takes the same route became a lot less attractive when I saw her reading one of Stephenie Meyer’s vampire books on the bus this morning. Does that make me shallow?
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And that brings us to where we are now . . .
Fuck you, Ayn Rand.
Fuck you for turning some of the most open and interesting people I ever met into utopian dickheads.
Fuck you for injecting them with a sneering sense of superiority, and with the tautological belief that anyone who didn’t “get it” was a jealous know-nothing—which, ipso facto, only proved that superiority.
And fuck you for prose so bad that the only way...
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