May 2012
April 2012
“Loretta Lynn is admirable for many things: for the sheer guts it must have taken to haul herself trembling onstage when she was a painfully shy young mother who fled from strangers; because she’s a good shot with a rifle; she sang with Sinatra; she can kill, clean and fry up a chicken; and she was once whipped nine times in school for calling her cousin a turd. After she was told not to kiss black country star Charley Pride on a televised awards show in 1972, she got so mad she did just that.”
—http://www.lorettalynn.com/50/?p=89
- Justin: I should be an editorial assistant or something
- Justin: no, I shouldn't. for starters, I spelled assistant wrong the first time I tried
- Izzy: dude
- dude
- i just found
- my gynocologists
- blog
DADS ANSWER ALL QUESTIONS
- me: can i fly [my 17-year-old brother] out here to tutor me til the test on thursday?
- 5 minutes pass
- me: ahhh what does "what is f (x)" etc mean??
- 10 minutes pass
- Hank: He is going on a band trip to Florida. I think it means the function.
Play
- Phil: i would actually argue that the 90s ended on september 11th
- but that within the 90s there are three distinct epochs
- Epoch 1: Treaty of Maastricht/Nirvana
- Epoch 2: Welfare Reform/Gin Blossoms
- Epoch 3: Monica Lewinski/Ricky Martin
“I’m so glad I am not talented otherwise I would spend years sculpting Lord Farquaad sitting on a too big toilet, pouting with his chin cradled in his hands.”
—Justin
“So okay. If I had the aptitude for such things I think I would totally edit the 1997 Charlie Rose interview with David Foster Wallace so that every shot of DFW is replaced with a skeleton in a bandana. And leave in all of Rose’s questions and comments etc. And the fucked up thing is that I actually believe if I did that I would pass as a Visual Artist. It would probably be even extra easy because Charlie Rose conducts interviews in a dark pit somewhere.”
—Justin, dreaming big
“‘I take it for granted there is really no such thing as “intelligence”. There are a million ways to be smart and no one’s smart in all of them; everyone can be slow on the uptake, and most human beings, whether plumbers or professors, will be remarkably apt at some things and hopeless at others. “But stupid isn’t dumb. Stupidity is different. It involves an element of will. This is why no one ever talks about “militant dumbness” or “militant cluelessness”, but they do talk about “militant stupidity”. The Polish science fiction writer Stanislaw Lem once tried to imagine the stupidest possible computer. It could only do one problem, 2+2, thought the answer was 5, and when anyone tried to tell it otherwise, it grew outraged and eventually, tried to kill them.”
—David Graeber, “Militant Stupidity”
