February 2011
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January 2011
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How Conversations With Chinmay Go
Chinmay: sup
Alec: history
Chinmay: ah
the future
Alec: right
How Conversations With Chimayo Go
Chimayo: sup
Alec: history
Chimayo: ah
the future
Alec: right
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The Mummers on The Guardian (with limited free... →
A very sad article with a free download of some of The Mummers’ music. The offer says it will end at midnight on the 23rd, so if you’ve never heard them before, this is a great opportunity to sample some of their music. And oh, what music.
I’m so sorry that I’d forgotten how good their lush symphony is. Oh my gosh. And their new EP drops tomorrow. It’s all so...
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Fallen Astronaut →
bestofwikipedia:
Fallen Astronaut is an 8.5 cm (slightly over 3”) aluminum sculpture of an astronaut in a spacesuit which commemorates astronauts who died in the advancement of space exploration. It is currently at Hadley Rille on the Moon, having been placed there by the crew of Apollo 15 on August 1, 1971. (via strahlungen)
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Sanitary Napkin
What a ridiculous phrase. It sounds like it should describe a disinfecting towlette of some kind.
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I'm Not All Composure
I just had to look up induresco in the back of my Latin book. The definition is “become hard; be hardened.” I laughed quite a bit.
[Inchoative infixes are cool.] [immaturity]
Worthless Without Context?
Me: What's your name?
Kaylan (with puppet): Moonbunny!
Me: How do you breathe up there?
Kaylan: Whatever!
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I also wrote this, some time ago. →
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Something I Wrote At Least 562 Days Ago
I’ve been finding things I wrote long ago recently. Of course, there’s a huge variety in how much I like different things, but I’m surprised by how much I like some of it. Here’s something I typed up on my iPhone. I fixed one typo just now.
“Do you remember when it began?” he asked, breaking the comforting, still silence. She lifted her head from his right...
“You fucking like that, girl detective? Yeah, you take it. Rape her! Rape that...”
– A teenager, to me, in an online game when I died. It was unprovoked (not that I could ever possibly provoke or deserve that reaction). The sentiments were being echoed with words and laughter by every single person in the room who had a mic on (probably ten out of the twelve present).
Those guys...
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owlssayhooot:
Alan Rickman reads Marcel Proust
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“Feminism is not the issue any more, not for me anyway. It’s just never occurred...”
– Karen Gillan. (via owlssayhooot: This quotation pisses a lot of people off, but it definitely makes me love her even more., orpheia: This is why I do not like Karen Gillan. Well, that and I find Amy vapid and irritating.)
How can you love this? As much as I have thought of myself as a Karen Gillan...
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Oh, my blog has become somewhat whorish lately, hasn’t it? It’s not that I don’t love Harry Potter and Doctor Who—I thoroughly enjoy the (great amount of) space they occupy on my dashboard. But I’ve just realized that the amount of fan-y stuff I’ve been posting lately is a little bit distasteful to me. Sure, I follow some very fan-centric tlogs, but I don’t want...
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