This is a tumblelog, kinda like a blog but with short-form, mixed-media posts with stuff I like. Scroll down a bit to start reading, or a bit more to read more about me.
My cynical side looks at the US government as a slowly moving machine.
My optimist side views accessible movements like this as the way forward - giving the slow machine the push it needs to continue foward.
Wild Weather Warning: Tornadoes, Heavy Snows, High Winds
Mark Memmott, npr.orgWhile a “Minnesota winter that won’t end is expected to dump up to a foot of snow in the Twin Cities by Thursday night,” people in Missouri and Arkansas are “grappling with the aftermath of a series of storms that spawned at least two…
Aiyo! Stay safe and warm Minnesotans!
I’m putting this here in honor of my gal pals in NYC…good things always happened when this song was involved.
As a daughter of an immigrant, as a gal who can’t stay in one place, I want immigration reform in the US. As mentioned in the video, Obama can’t do this overnight, but he can allow for undocumented folks in the US to apply for drivers licences or work permits - for example. Come on Obama, make the US the kind of place I thought it was.
(via Can You Imagine Going Through Something Like This When You Were In High School?)
I just want to buy a pair of these socks…how long must I wait? Just start production…I swear, we’ll all buy a pair.
Egypt and North Korea have a joint venture in 3G mobile service? Really? Don’t you each have some political or humanitarian issues to look at?
(via North Korea Set to Offer Uncensored 3G to Foreign Visitors Next Month, But at a Price)
Thinking back on these skates, did the wheels even turn? I only remember shuffling around and falling.
(imremembering) (via)
Guessing how many days you’re allowed in a country and tentatively planning trips across a border to get some more days.
Killers, I’m a big fan of you and could not make it through a run without Somebody Told Me or Mr. Brightside. But, I liked your video when it came out the first time when it was called Mary Jane’s Last Dance.
This is the best-worst thing I’ve seen all day. It’s only noon, so that is saying a lot.
This was a frustratingly perfect moment in film.
“So much has been written about those few words at the end that Bob whispers into Charlottes’ ear. We can’t hear them. They seem meaningful for both of them. Coppola said she didn’t know. It wasn’t scripted. Advanced sound engineering has been used to produce a fuzzy enhancement. Harry Caul of “The Conversation” would be proud of it, but it’s entirely irrelevant. Those words weren’t for our ears. Coppola (1) didn’t write the dialog, (2) didn’t intentionally record the dialogue, and (3) was happy to release the movie that way, so we cannot hear. Why must we know? Do we need closure? This isn’t a closure kind of movie. We get all we need in simply knowing they share a moment private to them, and seeing that it contains something true before they part forever.” — Roger Ebert on Lost in Translation