January 2012
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“I like smooth shiny girls, hardboiled and loaded with sin.”
– Raymond Chandler (Farewell, My Lovely)
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Anonymous asked: FYI: "Standard issue military eyeglasses are considered so unflattering, service members have an acronym for them: BCGs or Birth Control Glasses. For the first time in more than 20 years, the military is updating its look. Instead of those thick brown plastic frames, recruits can get sleeker black plastic specs."
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Anonymous asked: Fuck, marry, kill: Margaret Thatcher, Barbara Walters, Evan Kleiman.
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Anonymous asked: What do you want to be when you grow up?
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Irony
On the day of the anti-SOPA blackout, I start a new job. At a movie theater.
And I’m okay with that.
Because going to the theater; sitting down in that mysterious cave; hearing the projector rattle and hum; letting my eyes adapt to the flicker of carefully planned, executed and framed images; feeling the sounds from every angle, on every part of my being; sharing a similar experience...
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If Starbucks served cheeseburgers
I’d never leave
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“Further reflection revealed that it’s quite impractical—nearly impossible—to...”
– Waldo Jaquith, on the impracticality of the cheeseburger, and how 20th century industry and technology made the greatest handheld meal possible
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John Steinbeck, on the topic of Love
In 1958, the great American writer John Steinbeck received a letter from his son, Thom. His son was in love. This is an excerpt from his reply. Letters of Note has the whole thing.
“There are several kinds of love. One is a selfish, mean, grasping, egotistical thing which uses love for self-importance. This is the ugly and crippling kind. The other is an outpouring of everything good in...
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Together
I’m eating a bowl of chili I made from a can and spiced up with the leftover al pastor y carne asada from Saturday’s surprise party.
As I took the fourteenth or so bite, I noticed something inedible in my mouth. Reaching in, I removed a long, blonde hair. It couldn’t be mine, as my hair is short, brown and easily splitable in two.
She’s on the other side of a mountain. ...
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