— Megan Amram (@meganamram) March 12, 2012
When I have to put on one of those thick leather weightlifter belts to take a shit, I know it’s time to eat a vegetable.
— rob delaney (@robdelaney) March 11, 2012
You ever wonder why no mystic ever gives up pooping?
— Deron Bauman (@deronbauman) March 12, 2012
Homeless people have been enlisted to roam the streets wearing T-shirts that say “I am a 4G hotspot.”
“Yes, I’m serious,” she flatly replied.
I eventually came out of the Canadian rain forest to study this stuff because it was as wild as anything in the woods.
And let’s be real: While it isn’t going to win any James Beard Awards, it’s also not a Quonset hut full of raccoon meat.
I actually have found loads of useful points on your web site About Donkeys And Weddings
One word review of the Doritos Taco: yep.
— ★ＯＫ★ (@horsedreamer) March 11, 2012
All of us are on the edge of panic and terror pretty much all the time — and religions recognize this.
And I look at those tweets and I wonder, “How does someone do that?”
Maybe they were responsible for creating the very behaviour they expected to see.
Although I am often in trouble, there is inside me a serene, pure harmony and music.
We don’t have HBO, so I wasn’t able to watch. Did anyone see it?
I’m going to a bar called Laserwolf. It’s motto is “No jerks. Yes beers.”Nothing more to add – just enjoy your quiet, boring life.
— Garrett Miller (@heyitsgarrett) March 11, 2012
“Cast aside the dwarves and send me giants.”
— Andrew Simone (@asimone) March 11, 2012
and this is life huh
Even in New York, hearing a siren, I long for New York.
— Mike Topp (@MikeTopp) March 10, 2012
As both a consumer and curator of information, I spend a great deal of time thinking about the architecture of knowledge.
Wouldn’t it be nice if in real life, when you’re at a party and can’t think of anything interesting to say, you simply repeat what someone just said, giving them credit?
“Yo-Yo played through my piece, sight-reading the whole thing,” Mr. Adolphe says. “And when that impossible chord came, he somehow found a way to play it.”
Put another way: In order for the characters to go on living in your head, the careers of the actors who played them must die.
And ever since the deaths last year of painters Cy Twombly and Lucian Freud, collectors searching for another senior statesman have started giving his work a closer look.
I have owned and copywrited “Message in a dream”,A Message in
a dream,and Messafe from a dream. Its my books name. You need to change your name or I’ll have my attorney contact you.
[redacted], owner, author
— Jon Winokur (@AdviceToWriters) March 10, 2012
you’ve just got to be gracious about not being able to clearly communicate ever on earth with other humans.
— Natalie Lodico (@photolodico) March 9, 2012
The Paris-born photographer, whose Russian-Jewish family emigrated to the US in the late 1930s, got the idea when he was looking through the contact sheets of all his work.
He realised that “sometimes a story is better told by more pictures rather than one”.
The short stories about life and lovers, pets and children were shot all over the world during the past 60 years.
Ralph Baer is often called the father of video games. His invention, the Magnavox Odyssey, was the first home console system.
Since he turns 90 years old this week, and this year marks the 40th anniversary of the video game, I chose for this video some bits from our interview in which we talk about, among other things, why he’s still inventing at 90 years old.
In a lab at Rutgers University one fearless woman is about to donate her orgasm to medical science.
Just like snowflakes, no two nipples are the same.
or, to put it bluntly — pink is a made up color.
Your porn habits won’t be incognito for long if people borrowing your computer get curious about what that prominent red O is.
I don’t care if you fuck an elephant, just so long as you don’t cover the circus.
If it DOES mount, does the penis get stuck like a dog’s? HELP!
A gay friend of hers, it turns out, had inseminated her with a turkey baster, or so she said.
I was swimming, alone, young enough to be in diapers. If I thought about it, I choked. If I didn’t, I kept swimming. Bliss and freedom. Bliss and freedom.
What would it be like to have an intellectual class more like Teju Cole & less like Tom Friedman?
Most menus have an item on them that I’m embarrassed to pronounce.
— Aaron Winslow (@adwinslow) March 8, 2012
First, the facts.
Here’s a sentence I never expected to type: You should really read the Grand Forks Herald’s review of The Olive Garden.
“We know how a word is spoken can affect its meaning. So can how it’s typed,” said cognitive scientist Kyle Jasmin of the University of College London, co-author of a study about the so-called “QWERTY effect” in Psychonomic Bulletin and Review.
The reflection in my phone reminds me of all the lonely parakeets that have a mirror in their cage.
— Danforth France (@danforthfrance) March 6, 2012
Last night I went to my nephew’s baseball game and saw my former brother-in-law for the first time in eight years. He’s struggled with addiction and his life and relationships have suffered from it. I love David, and still consider him part of the family, although it’s difficult to watch the distance my sister projects as a form of protection. I know how much their relationship meant to her. He asked about my hand, the dogs, if we were still in the same place. I showed him pictures and talked a little. He wandered off at one point, and my thoughts went with him. He looked good, older, sad. Not exactly what I expected. At the end of the evening, he got hugs from his kids, told my sister they should talk the next day. Before we left, he said, I’ve been in your neighborhood a few times, and have wondered if I should stop by. Of course you should, I said.
someone on this bus just said “if that isn’t epic, i don’t know what is”, so i screamed “THE ILLIAD” and krumped into oncoming traffic
— LeVar Burzum (@anarchistcorgi) January 22, 2012
I would totally fuck Herman Melville cuz you KNOW that sex will be epic, son. #mobythatdick
— Penny Pibbets (@PennyPibbets) March 7, 2012