On facebook

"People have to talk about something just to keep their voice boxes in working order so they’ll have good voice boxes in case there’s ever anything really meaningful to say." Kurt Vonnegut in Cat’s Cradle

I think that’s true. Especially of social media these days. I think we’re addicted to all that fluff, the pictures of food, the 30th vague status, the irrelevant check in— because we hope at some point, at some place— we’ll know someone who will say something meaningful.

Maybe somewhere among all the trash, is something worth reading. Something incendiary and sticky in your head, something other than how much fun your high school acquaintance had at mardi gras, or what the weather was like that day. Something worth a god damn shit.

Baking together

Nick and I recently went to a food swap, and we traded these bourbon chocolate truffle bars for jars of lemon guava jam, homemade udon, and pesto. Looking forward to the summer, when the big wooden table at the goat farm will be full with fresh grown vegetables and fruits. :)

These in particular had a wafer crust and were melt in your mouth rich. We wrapped each square in wax paper afterwards and carted them off to their new homes..

gift giving

 me:  he likes zoos
otters
gorillas
and caramel
help
 Nick:  get him a gorilla
 me:  PERFECT

Spellcheck

me:  exciting!

there’s an app idea some dude mentioned to me the other day
that you should try developing on android
something about a caldenar
lol misspellings~
Chris:  :) i won’t judge you too harshly
me:  to*
Chris:  Now I’m judging.
me:  judgeing*
Chris:  it’s amazing how fast someone can become unattractive
 me:  amazeing*
Chris:  stahp :|
lol.
me:  stop*
Chris:  v_v
me:  i’m a terrible person.
Chris:  yeah, it’s true.

iamblessed:

This is the thing: When you hit 28 or 30, everything begins to divide. You can see very clearly two kinds of people. On one side, people who have used their 20s to learn and grow, to find … themselves and their dreams, people who know what works and what doesn’t, who have pushed through to…

an email conversation between my dad and me

So my dad emailed me this link today: http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/health-21682779

I replied: https://www.google.com/search?q=juicy+steak&aq=f&um=1&ie=UTF-8&hl=en&tbm=isch&source=og&sa=N&tab=wi&authuser=0&ei=2x05UenVJYSC9gT1q4DYAw&biw=1366&bih=653&sei=3h05UZnLAZTg8wTG4oDABQ

Minutes later he responded: YOU!!!!@#@$%^

 

it took me a long time to realize that you can troll your parents. 

tattoolit:

The words are from “Snow and Dirty Rain” by Richard Siken.
“… Here I amleaving you clues. I am singing now while Romeburns. We are all just trying to be holy. My applejack,my silent night, just mash your lips against me.We are all going forward. None of us are going back.”

tattoolit:

The words are from “Snow and Dirty Rain” by Richard Siken.

“… Here I am
leaving you clues. I am singing now while Rome
burns. We are all just trying to be holy. My applejack,
my silent night, just mash your lips against me.
We are all going forward. None of us are going back.”

"Chris: I was thinking yesterday, as life threw some more shit at me
Whatever, shit is just fertilizer. Keep tossing it and I will use it."

Tags: quotes

Catalog Thoughts

Today I was suddenly struck with the thought that the things I do sometimes seem … hipstery. And before people start getting into subculturey talk, I really just mean that I felt like someone who’s Urban outfitter’s target demographic. And, wearing all black leather jacket/combat boots, red lipstick, driving with the windows down listening to m83, it just felt. So cliche . But it looked good, and it was a good album, and everything about that drive was so thoroughly enjoyable that it’s kind of like…well… so what if you’re unoriginal? Maybe you’re just being yourself and doing the things you would’ve done anyway. And that’s okay too, don’t you think? 

theonlymagicleftisart:


(Thomas Krauss)



How to kiss well
It occurs to me that you can’t do anything until you can kiss properly. There are foods you won’t know how to eat, words you won’t know how to say, constellations you will not be able to name. Sexually, you won’t know where to turn. Nipples will confound you. Oral sex is out of the question. I’m not even sure you can drive a car if you don’t know what it is to kiss. So get it right. Just don’t ask me. Luckily for you, the only authority you’ll ever need to consult is right there, pressed up against you, lip-to-lip. When you get it right, they will tell you, you will know, and maybe then someone will need to listen to your lessons
—Tom Chiarella.

theonlymagicleftisart:


How to kiss well

It occurs to me that you can’t do anything until you can kiss properly. There are foods you won’t know how to eat, words you won’t know how to say, constellations you will not be able to name. Sexually, you won’t know where to turn. Nipples will confound you. Oral sex is out of the question. I’m not even sure you can drive a car if you don’t know what it is to kiss. So get it right. Just don’t ask me. Luckily for you, the only authority you’ll ever need to consult is right there, pressed up against you, lip-to-lip. When you get it right, they will tell you, you will know, and maybe then someone will need to listen to your lessons

—Tom Chiarella
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