The Crown Molding.

So, uh, you know that Jamie Lidell song I’ve been obsessed with since July? Well, today, for the first time, I decided to Google image search him and WHY DID I NOT DO THIS SOONER.

February 9th, 2010

Hey, so our friend Califmom (Pocketcontents) is going through some hard times right now, and I asked if I could do anything and she said to send her a picture of Jake or something, so, well, here you go. I don’t really know how to explain this. I should probably go to bed and burn my arm on this heating pad again. Love you Califmom.

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Adaptation.

Charlie Kaufman: There was this time in high school. I was watching you out the library window. You were talking to Sarah Marsh.
Donald Kaufman: Oh, God. I was so in love with her.
Charlie Kaufman: I know. And you were flirting with her. And she was being really sweet to you.
Donald Kaufman: I remember that.
Charlie Kaufman: Then, when you walked away, she started making fun of you with Kim Canetti. And it was like they were laughing at *me*. You didn't know at all. You seemed so happy.
Donald Kaufman: I knew. I heard them.
Charlie Kaufman: How come you looked so happy?
Donald Kaufman: I loved Sarah, Charles. It was mine, that love. I owned it. Even Sarah didn't have the right to take it away. I can love whoever I want.
Charlie Kaufman: But she thought you were pathetic.
Donald Kaufman: That was her business, not mine. You are what you love, not what loves you. That's what I decided a long time ago.
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I've had "You are what you love, not what loves you" in my Birdhouse for so long, not to ever post, but just so I could read it every once in a while. Kind of appropriate that Adam posted this.

February 8th, 2010

UCSF neurobiologist Thomas Lewis claims that if we’re not careful, we can trick a part of our brain into thinking that we’re having a real social interaction—something crucial and ancient for human survival—when we actually aren’t. This leads to a stressful (but subconscious) cognitive dissonance, where we’re getting some of what the brain thinks it needs, but not enough to fill that whatever-ineffable-thing-is-scientists-still-haven’t-completely-nailed-but-might-be-smell.

Kathy Sierra thinks Twitter may be too good. As a Twitter fan, some might say apologist, I completely agree that this dissonance is certainly worth paying attention to.

I’ve (lamely) made the point in casual conversation that Twitter seems to kill, well, some degree of casual conversation (so that we end up having meta conversations about our lack of casual conversations), or, at the very least, obviates some of the need for small talk. I don’t think that this is an inherently bad thing, as someone who, frankly, sucks at small talk, but I do think our connectedness is accelerating much more quickly than our macro, societal ability to deal with it. What do you say to someone you meet at a party whom you also follow on Twitter — you already know the answer to the standard “what’s up” after all.

The rest of Kathy’s post, dealing with Twitter as addiction and attention span, is worth a read.

(via jimray)

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Hey guys, I’m going to swing by the ol’ Lasertorium later if you need me to pick you up anything, x-ray, laser gun, death ray, the usual.

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It’s not everyday that you wake up with a huge burn (and blister from the burn) on your arm. TODAY WAS THAT DAY AND WTF IT LOOKS LIKE I HAVE A STRANGE DISEASE. But in reality, it’s fucking freezing (despite the $400/month heating bill) in “our” house, so I hug a heating pad when I sleep…and apparently I sleep through burning flesh. So there you have it, I am an idiot.

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[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]

Camera Obscura - French Navy

I heard this song the other night and I quite enjoyed it.

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A little PSA: @Ugotchowmeinzen is stealing your tweets.

(And Ohheygreat’s avatar.)

The more you know.

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jessieshmessie:

Best bio ever (via Jeremy Turner).

I sent an email to Jason yesterday asking him if he knew who this Jeremy Turner character is, but alas Jason was dead or died yesterday so I never found out. Stupid Jason and his dying when I have important twitter questions that need to be answered.

February 7th, 2010

Top 5 Annoyances (Week Ending 2010-02-07)

1. Drunk Guys On The Bus: You aren’t a comedian and you aren’t funny. You’re drunk and you smell weird and you’ll realize the only people who are laughing are either a) drunk or b) laughing AT, not with, you.

2. Fight Starters: I’m sorry you’re so bored with your lives, may I suggest getting a job and/or hobby?

3. This American Life iPhone App: I love you, but you don’t let me do other things on my phone while I am listening to you. I guess what I’m saying is, I love you, but I’m not IN love with you. OH WHO AM I KIDDING I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU, IRA.

4. The Subject of Every Conversation That I’ve Had With A Close Friend The Past Two Weeks: I mean, I’m really sorry that you have to listen to my gripes, I’m even annoying myself at this point.

5. Drying Off With A Damp Towel: Ewwwwwwwwww, I mean, eeeeewwwwwwww, right?

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Listening to John Hodgman talk about being Bruce Campbell's literary agent is easily one of the best things ever. Plus, Ira Glass.

February 6th, 2010

nerdgirlfriends:

Pocket Short Sleeve T-Shirt (American Apparel) $17

Zip-Up Knit Jacket (Forever 21) $28

Cotton Sunday Skirt (JCrew) $30

Opaque Tights (Forever21) $6

Ruffle Flats (Target) $25

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