December 2009
69 posts
credo
i would rather be ashes than dust! i would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot. i would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.
-jack london
(what are your ghosts like?)
(they are on the insides of the lids of my eyes.)...
– jonathan safran foer, ‘everything is illuminated’ (via landofthepine)
?s
What is your current obsession? compiling lists [meals to cook, books to purchase, places to travel in 2010, things to make, etc.] Which item from your closet are you wearing most lately? sanuk mel chill loafers & burnt orange double-breasted cardigan [am appy]
What’s for dinner? grilled swiss on wheat; field greens w/ green pepper, red onion, & walnut tossed in sweet vinaigrette;...
recap
all in all, i feel like 2009 brought most everyone i know down a few notches collectively. i can’t say that this is wholly a good or a bad thing. i also can’t say whether we will ever fully forgive the universe for its cruelty during the colder months this time around.
here is what i can offer in terms of insight by way of hindsight -
1. love happens, loss happens. in my...
a lot of people seem to think that art is about the way things look, or the...
– nan goldin
take everything fake everything save everything
all i ever wanted was to know what to do.
– dave eggers, via ‘you shall know our velocity!’
perko:
IT NEVER FUCKING STOPS.
it’s christmas morning. isn’t it? it’s, like, christmas...
– ryan lewis, on how the most magical day of the holiday season came two days early for him this year. happy ho-ho-hangover, little bro. he was last spotted shirtless and delusional at approximately 3 am curled into the fetal position mumbling about x-mas.
i’m the most terrific liar you ever saw in your life. it’s awful. ...
– holden caulfield, via ‘catcher in the rye’
contemplating
1. going blond.
2. adding a second permanent braid to the underside of my hair
3. nose ring.
4. founding an art factory on the west coast post-post-undergrad, post-peace corps. i would like to round up all my talented friends who aren’t busy, pool $$$ together to purchase / rent a space to live / invent within, and perhaps create the first self-made / self-recognized all-encompassing...
gaga,
okay - i’m on board. there’s a fine line between love and hate. for me, that line is bad romance. anyway, you should know that i tend to initially dislike all the people i end up being best friends with, just ask alex womacks or jared frankel. my apologies for originally dismissing you as unoriginal, attention-crazed, and musically lacking. you’re quite talented in the way...
i hold this to be the highest task for a bond between two people: that each...
– rainer maria rilke
sincerest apologies for:
songs i haven’t loved
calls i haven’t returned
art i haven’t created
books i haven’t read
ice cream flavors i haven’t tasted
dogs i haven’t pet
eyelids i haven’t shut
puzzles i haven’t put together
words i haven’t learned
&
beds we haven’t shared
i don’t mean to close the door, but, for the record: my heart is sore.
– coco rosie
when modern love gets me, it really gets me →
(via perko)
ever since i became aware that marriage was an institution that i could personally hold an opinion about, i have been a pessimist. perhaps it is because i watched my parents’ happy marriage of decades unravel from a hospital bed as i underwent chemotherapy as a twelve-year-old who knew nothing more than how to like like someone. or maybe it’s because my first love was...
why is it sexy in here? you are supposed to be studying.
– anna molnar
why are you having a seance?
– jared r. frankel
hey - why don’t you go light a candle and play with the flame instead?
– linda lewis, offering commentary on my sheer genius
father jared
shabopshalom:
i’m approaching my birthday ambivalent and apprehensive. the year 2009 has not been kind to many, and i fear the wrath 2010 might bring. shower us in love and prosperity, and forgive us, o god of the church of the utterly indifferent, for we have sinned. may this upcoming year be blessed with relief and wonder, joy and discovery, and most of all, solid gold rain.
amen.