March 2012
February 2012
Don’t half-ass two things. Whole-ass one thing.
– Ron Swanson
Thank-You Cam footage of Terry and Oorlagh George... →
It is cool as hell to have someone you knew as a kid win an Oscar. Seriously.
Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree,...
– Albert Einstein
Ricky Gervais on fitness →
The ultimate aim, he says, is to “stay alive and eat more cheese and drink more wine.” Hell yeah.
Except I’m more of a beer guy.
One of the best pieces of baseball writing I've... →
…courtesy, of all people, Rays outfielder Sam Fuld.
The most interesting man in the world, dead at 74 →
For all its bravura, Mr. Fairfax’s seafaring almost pales beside his earlier ventures. Footloose and handsome, he was a flesh-and-blood character out of Graham Greene, with more than a dash of Hemingway and Ian Fleming shaken in.
At 9, he settled a dispute with a pistol. At 13, he lit out for the Amazon jungle.
At 20, he attempted suicide-by-jaguar. Afterward he was apprenticed to a pirate. To...
To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to...
– ~E.E Cummings (via theimpossiblecool)
Duff McKagan on Jeremy Lin →
Because of course there’s an article by the bassist of Guns N Roses about America’s most sensational Asian-American basketball player ever.
Ghoul Culture
dcpierson:
All of us in a race to be the most callous, stacking up boulders on the road that runs right into the center of ourselves. If we can’t send out anything that might help anyone, nothing will ever come up that road and hurt us.
A voice screaming on the other side of the rock-pile:
“You will never catch me caring, much less being cared about.”
The Man At The Nearest Starbucks
When I lived in the Bronx, I wished that I lived near a Starbucks. It sounds a bit weird - to want to have a branch of a corporate chain near home - but to me, back then, it represented a smidge of upward mobility. Now, though, I get to live in Manhattan, and guess what? There’s Starbucks EVERYWHERE. So many Starbucks that I’ve become immune to them, avoiding their coffee for Stumptown...
Dream of the 90s?
How about 1890s…
You know what day it is.
Ned: Phil? Phil Connors? Phil Connors, I thought that was you!
Phil: Hi, thanks for watching.
Ned: Hey now, don't you tell me you don't remember me 'cause I sure as heckfire remember you.
Phil: Not a chance.
Ned: Ned... Ryerson. "Needlenose Ned"? "Ned the Head"? C'mon, buddy. Case Western High. I did the whistling belly-button trick at the high school talent show? Bing. Ned Ryerson, got the shingles real bad senior year, almost didn't graduate? Bing, again. Ned Ryerson, I dated your sister Mary Pat a couple of times until you told me not to anymore? Well?
Phil: Ned Ryerson?
Ned: BING!
Phil: Bing. So did you turn pro with that whole belly-button thing Ned or...
Ned: No, I sell insurance.
Phil: What a shock.