I’m Comic Sans, Asshole
From McSweeney’s.
(thanks, Teresa!)
Possible improvements to the World Cup that would get me out of bed early enough to watch most of the matches
I’d get up way earlier if they played every game on a combination of these two pitches:
(Priscilla Monge‘s bumpy football pitch)
It would also help if they played in these.
Summer ferry
(composite) photo out of context
dear clusterflock
Post-Father’s Day hangover?
three quotes from the May 2010 issue of dwell
“When I walk through here, I’m amazed by the human capacity to control art,” Gasparotto says.
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“There are so many ways to exploit a limitation.”
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“Who we are arises directly from what our bodies can do,” writes Richard Sennet.
But I wore the juice!
Errol Morris dissects the implications of an incredulous bank robber, stunned at his arrest because he had, in fact, smeared his face with lemon juice before the heist.
Apparently, he was under the deeply misguided impression that rubbing one’s face with lemon juice rendered it invisible to video cameras.
And introduces us to David Dunning, a Cornell professor of social psychology who investigated the robberies for their implications in understanding our stupidity:
As Dunning read through the article, a thought washed over him, an epiphany. If Wheeler was too stupid to be a bank robber, perhaps he was also too stupid to know that he was too stupid to be a bank robber — that is, his stupidity protected him from an awareness of his own stupidity.
(via marginal revolution)
quote out of context
I like that it’s ugly, because it keeps the city empty and cheap and it keeps away the non-serious.
quote out of context
Last week, the top five entries in the “Liberty and Freedom” category were: ban handguns, “drop the idea that we’re a ‘Christian’ country,” declare abortion “none of the government’s business,” allow gays to serve openly in the military and legalize marijuana.
Irma Boom: Biography in Books
This miniature book contains a complete overview of Irma Boom’s oeuvre, with commentary and more than 450 full colour illustrations in 704 pages with printed edges. Boom is one of the most widely renowned book designers in the world today. The book was designed by Irma Boom for her retrospective exhibition at the The Special Collections of the University of Amsterdam Library.
I feel like I may have posted this before?
from the comments
I would wait for the giants to come — sit on the porch and watch for a giant so I could ask for help for the cat. I don’t know where I got this notion about a huge race of people. Eventually I forgot about them.
I used to hear things at night, soldiers marching down the street. I’d sit and look out the window, waiting for an invisible army I could hear getting closer and closer. I can see the street lights shedding light on nothing at all. I heard lots of things that didn’t happen, got more and more wrapped up in my own mind. I don’t think I ever shared these things I was hearing with anyone until one day my mom was calling after me several times and I didn’t turn around. She grabbed my arm and realized I couldn’t hear her at all. So then there was tubes in my ears and operations and I could hear again. I didn’t realize until I was older that what I had heard so young was merely my own heartbeat and the inner workings of my endocrine system or something like that.
Internet dating, 4
Male contacts same-aged female in same city:
Hi,
This is a boring start to the letter but hang in there. I’m just supplied the generally accepted first paragraph that allows me to break into the questions and/or statements I really want to propose.
True statement. Your [redacted] are fantastic!
True question. How does that [redacted] get along with other [redacted]?
Well that’s it. Take it easy.
~ [redacted]
Robert Musil
“When Ulrich’s note arrived Walter and Clarisse were again playing the piano so violently that the spindly reproduction furniture rattled and the Dante Gabriel Rossetti prints on the walls trembled. The aged messenger who had found house and doors open without being challenged was met by a full blast of thunder in the face as he fought his way into the sitting room, and the holy uproar he had wandered into left him nailed to the wall with awe.”
The Man Without Qualities, Vol. 1 (Vintage paperback, p. 150)
Father’s Day
Another perspective? From the archives of elimae.
For the record, I mulled a long time, whether to pull out this old saw today. Still, as with Josh, certain days remind me of things. Some days call strongly such reminders. For those of you who have seen this before, please forgive my indulgence in calling it up again.
goobers
If you want a fascinating read and a good laugh, then go to Yelp and read reviews of your favorite place(s). It often gives you an insight into what people think of you (insofar as “you” consists of “what you consume”). For instance, a review of the cafe I essentially live at:
Freshman year, I was looking to explore the hip side of my personality, and what better way than to frequent a hip coffee shop where hip people serve you coffee, Darjeeling tea, and hot chocolate (in GIANT mugs), while listening to hip music, sitting at tables covered in hip decoupage? Fortunately, even for those of us who can’t pull off the hip as well as the folks at Meshuggah’s, it’s good stuff anyways.
The folks who work here are relatively friendly. The patrons are relatively friendly. The food is good (I *live* for the pesto and mozzarella bagels), and the portions are generous. It’s a nice atmosphere for studying in, reading, or just sitting and watching the characters wander past on the Loop. I can’t speak to the quality of their coffee, as I’m not a coffee person, but they do have excellent hot chocolate!
This Washington University student, unfortunately, has made the riotous blunder of confusing goobers for hipsters. While we do drink PBR by the caseload, there isn’t a mustache among us. And the last conversation which comes to mind is whether or not Spencer’s The Faerie Queene would make a good film (the consensus, after much arguing, was yes.). That’s goober talk, if I ever heard it.
Meet the Flockers: Luke Neff
So, this is a tad weird. I was given a Clusterflock login (thanks, Deron) a day or two before things on internet became a lot less interesting to me. Things on my computer — while as interesting as ever, I’m sure — have almost nothing on parenthood. I’m writing this right now with a newborn Moby-wrapped to my torso. I’m tempted to write more, but I don’t want this to turn into a wistful, sentimental fatherhood thing. This is about you getting to know me a bit so that it’s not too strange when my name shows up attached to some posts on here. Read more
Devendra Banhart – White Reggae Troll (Live)
Shark Sleeping Bag
Available here.
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Politicians in the Twitter Age II
Thank you, almost-Vice President Palin.
Amy said
Deron could brush his teeth with rice.
Good job, Bruce!
from the comments of an article about sentient whales
After reading all of the comments posted, I have come to the conclusion that whales are more intelligent than most of the humans posting these comments.
The Gulf Coast
A little perspective from this Foreign Policy photoessay on the oil spill.
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“If you have a father or if you haven’t one.”
We played this song at my father’s funeral and all of my extended family learned the words. It always pops back into mind come Father’s Day.
“The Bible Has Outlasted All Unbelievers.” Boles, AR 72926
Snapped whilst fleeing dry Polk County.
