Physics says: go to sleep. Of course
you’re tired. Every atom in you
has been dancing the shimmy in silver shoes
nonstop from mitosis to now.
Quit tapping your feet. They’ll dance
inside themselves without you. Go to sleep.
Geology says: it will be all right. Slow inch
by inch America is giving itself
to the ocean. Go to sleep. Let darkness
lap at your sides. Give darkness an inch.
You aren’t alone. All of the continents used to be
one body. You aren’t alone. Go to sleep.
Astronomy says: the sun will rise tomorrow,
Zoology says: on rainbow-fish and lithe gazelle,
Psychology says: but first it has to be night, so
Biology says: the body-clocks are stopped all over town
History says: here are the blankets, layer on layer, down and down.
”—Albert Goldbarth, “The Sciences Sing a Lullaby” (via oofpoetry)
“A common denominator in these cases is alcohol, often copious amounts, enough to render the young woman incapacitated. But a misplaced fear of blaming the victim has made it somehow unacceptable to warn inexperienced young women that when they get wasted, they are putting themselves in potential peril.”—
I’ve started to do vegan before 6 (the halfsie vegan diet popularized by Mark Bittman) this week. It has really forced me to cook for myself and also to realize that animal products are in 90% of everything. By that I mean they are in chocolate and chocolate is everything. Also cheese.
When I do cook I usually just make up recipes out of my head. I figure I might as well write down the recipes I come up with so I can remember them in the future.
Here’s one for this wild rice dish. (Points for being Minnesotan and seasonal as heck!)
-Sweet pepper (if you like, a lot of people hate them)
-Hot Chili Powder
Put the sweet potato in the oven at 450 while you watch Breaking Bad. Start boiling water for your wild rice too. Proceed to cook the wild rice like you would any other rice but for longer. Don’t worry that the water’s brown. It’s not caramelizing it, that’s just the dark brown color of the rice.
Take the potato out after your show and cut off the skin.
Simmer garlic and onion in olive oil on a low heat. Add a bit of water and add chopped up tomatoes, carrots and pepper. Add lemon juice, spices and other flavorful things. Cut up your sweet potato and add that.
When your rice is done, toss it in the pot. Let it sit in there and cook with everything else so it absorbs all those flavors.
When it’s done and in your tupperware or whatever, add some chopped-up mint.
Pro tip: Buy your veggies at the farmer’s market to feel extra vegan, locavore whatever and also to save some money and get more colorful tomatoes and peppers. Buy yourself some flowers like I did!
I just tried this for lunch and it’s good and more hearty than the other vegan thing I made (recipe to come later).
Season one I thought Daniel would actually fall in love with someone else while engaged to Emily and she would help him escape his mother by fake death so he could and run off w/ the girl Victoria hates. Didn’t happen. (But what was the point of her helping him make amends with girl he put in a wheelchair then?)
If the Margaux plot this season leads to that then … called it. Right here. I hope that happens cuz that would be an interesting plotline IMO, better than Daniel just being a puppy boy.
The Random Things You Know - Keeping Them Secret vs. Correcting People
We all have worked hard in life to learn random things, like Latin noun declensions or types of birds or U.S. presidents.
There comes a time in your life when you realize the random things you know will hardly ever be put to use. The only time you can really use them is by correcting people.
You can either go on your whole life correcting people or you could just not. You could accept that you learned something that isn’t really applying to your life but be glad you have that knowledge anyway. You could accept that you didn’t learn it for that one great moment when you get to correct someone and feel excited at the chance to look smart. Cuz almost always you will look more annoying than smart.
This is something we all realize about something we know eventually.
I was sad when I realized the languages I studied should not even be put to use correcting people. This is America. They don’t care.
Everyone should just join a trivia team because that is the only place that some things we know will ever come up.
Does anyone think it’s weird how this song criticizes people who have gold teeth and like traditional hip-hop culture symbols of wealth, which don’t signify “coming from money,” as she says, but making it yourself? Couldn’t she have criticized the Hamptons instead?
Comcast is always a pain and I am constantly calling or chatting to figure out why my bill was silently inflated. You guys need more transparency around your billing, and more flat rates, so you’re not changing the deal your loyal customers are getting every year.
Why does my bill have to go up $40 per month for the same thing just cuz I’ve been using Comcast for a year? It was already $160, which is a lot considering a service like Netflix is only $8/month and I watch Netflix way more than cable TV.
Why don’t you reward loyal customers by lowering their rates rather than silently raising them by a whopping $40/month?
I work in marketing and I know big companies like you know that today’s customers don’t put up with shady companies with a lack of transparency who run from flat rates. That’s why we prefer the simplicity of Netflix.
I suggest you guys switch your customer service strategy from one of giving (probably underpaid) customer service workers long-ass scripts to read talking about how great you are and being fake polite and into having flat rates, rewarding loyal customers by not suddenly jacking up their bill, and not bullying other media content providers who are democratizing media (sites like Hulu) into requiring that people have a cable subscription to watch shows.
Then maybe people will start liking you, which WILL matter in the long run.
Millennials—people born between 1981 and the early 2000s—are much closer to their parents than previous generations, and they have gained a reputation for being coddled by so-called helicopter parents, say researchers who study Millennials. But when they started joining the workforce in the early 2000s, managers balked at parents getting involved in their kids’ workplace struggles or job searches.
That was then. Now, some firms have begun embracing parental involvement and using it to attract and hold onto talent and boost employee morale.
Miley, Lady Gaga and Other Things I Can't Find Anything Interesting to Say About
Often times when a lot of people are talking, I sit back and wait for the interesting point. The point that seems really unique to the subject.
I can’t find this with Miley Cyrus (granted I have not read every essay about her). I could not find this with Lady Gaga either, although at some point there were lots of essays were written about her.
I think there is just a thing where blonde singer ladies sometimes get really arty and sexy. And it takes us by surprise. And we get mad. And dumb people call them sluts. And we get more mad. And smart people point out that they are appropriating things from other cultures and getting lauded for it. And overall we pay a lot of attention.
Maybe Madonna was the first to do this. Was it interesting when it happened the first time?
I can’t really see past the Miley thing as anything other than her going up to her dad and saying, “I want to be controversial, buy me that.” And I plan to ogle this process. But this is all the commentary I will be able to add.
“Listen to this: ‘What seemed like a thousand tiny hands (though in truth there were only two) extended from his arms. They were sparsely knuckled, punctuated only by the occasional thumb or forefinger jutting up like a lighthouse from a handy sea,’” said Milligan, quoting from a draft of the second chapter of his novel. “God, that’s fucking terrible. It doesn’t even sound like I’m talking about hands.”—
This year I decided not to try for a press pass to P4K so me and my boyfriend could just chill out and I wouldn’t have to worry about writing a blog post or two. I’m here to have fun, not work! I said.
I was wrong. Writing blog posts is not really “work.” Or at least the kind I write. What is work is going to a festival w/o a press pass. Crazy ass lines, paying for water, no special potties, no free snacks at the press tent, no wi-fi/ phone charging station, no weird anecdotes about interviewing bands, no easier access to stage. (I got to go VIP one year and that was the sheeyat.) Also, their security line is serious - is this the airport? When you have a press pass you can sneak in with some candy in your purse or whatever (by whatever I’m not implying that any press would sneak in alcohol/drugs …).
I wish festivals had a more VIP feeling for everyone. I know that’s not possible but it would be sweet.
I have been thinking about what to do with the ages between 25 and 30 now that I’m almost done being 25.
(What would be a good name for those years? First biological clock tick years? Ally McBeal years? The digital short before full-length adulthood? Gimme something good. It’s good not to just call everything twentysomething, even though the term is so marketable apparently.)
I have managed to do most of the things I thought I was supposed to do by 25, (have a job/ salary/ apartment/ car/ 401k/ boyfriend that likes me enough to co-habitate) and to not do the things that didn’t seem right (get married/ buy a house/ go to grad school).
But I haven’t done a lot of the big picture stuff I have always wanted to do (write a book/ go to China/ learn other languages). Instead I have been doing things that I can squeeze in here and there, like blogging and playing with language learning apps … things that might not add up to more than the sum of their parts. (Is it worth it to know ~1/30th of Japanese? Did I want to become a blogger not a novelist?) I have never even been abroad.
My obsessive planning/ projecting of my life has helped me become the person I am today so maybe it will help me become the person I want to become in 5 years. These 5 years are the last ones where I can really do these things without worrying about babymaking (haven’t made a decision on the baby front, but I have two older sisters with kids so I know what it’s all about - and it’s cool).
As a result of all this I’ve been thinking about risk. I’m a generally low-risk person, if you know me. (I know I drink and stuff but seriously I don’t even ski.) I was raised with fairly humble expectations, so risk never seemed that worthwhile. But art/ creative industry is high-risk, high-reward. Not like blog/dabble/toil away constantly and hope things turn out! (Or is it? Genuinely asking.)
Anyway just felt like writing this to see if people have any cool advice.
“It is by now pretty well understood that traditional dating in college has mostly gone the way of the landline, replaced by “hooking up” — an ambiguous term that can signify anything from making out to oral sex to intercourse — without the emotional entanglement of a relationship.”
Thoughts/Gripes About the Vampire Diaries (I'm on Season 3)
Can people stop turning into vampires/werewolves/dying?
I find that the tension in supernatural shows is better when there are at max 3-5 “special” people and the rest are normal. Vampire Diaries speeds up the process and tension of people turning supernatural so fast I can’t keep up. It’s like vampirism is an inevitability for everyone, and if that doesn’t get ‘em, they become werewolves somehow. And if they don’t, they get killed off. Bye. People get killed off faster on this show than on Lost. And they’re never really dead cuz of magic rings, being brought back as a vampire etc. Unless they are Elena’s family members, cuz she is allowed no joy in life.
Klaus - do I care?
When the plot became all about Klaus I started to lose interest. Really, they’re all scared of some remote guy with the same name as Santa? Can they please all go back to surviving high school and losing virginity while trying not to bleed all over one another and other exciting vampire hijinx? That was enough drama for me. Now that Klaus is on the show it’s a little better, cuz he looks kinda like he could be Ryan Phillipe’s smug little brother. His sister might up the Cruel Intentions-style drama temporarily so I have resigned to keep watching for awhile.
Also I didn’t give a $hit about the moonstone and I am so glad they are done talking about that goddam thing.
I wish the show was about Bonnie
Bonnie’s a bad-ass witch who is way more interesting than Elena. Would I get rich if I wrote Bonnie fan fic?
Elena’s body is outta control
She a has Barbie-caliber figure. How is she so thin without looking emaciated? Oh, she has killer boobs/ butt. Get rid of that middle part and those Old Navy baby-style long-sleeved shirts and start working it.
Katherine is a disappointing character
I couldn’t wait for Katherine to come back but they really do nothing interesting with her other than make her a brat. Could she at least dress like an old-fashioned lady? I dunno why.
Werewolf bites as plotlines - gotta go.
I am often eating/ snacking/ trying not to be disgusted when I watch TV so the vampire bites have to stop. Disgusting wounds that make people sweat and go rabid do not need to recur on this show regularly if they want teenybopper girls (and me) to remain enticed.
Caroline gets tortured a lot
These characters should all have ptsd from all the torturing they undergo (especially Caroline - whose parents want to kill her) and I would rather watch them struggle with that than constantly being on-the-go and cheerful. Caroline gets home from her dad torturing her worse than an American sadist in Guantanamo and is like “I just want my pjs, a lil hug from my werewolf boyfriend and some blood. Night!”