Archive for August 2008
(by Jeffrey McDaniel poem)
In an effort to get people to look
into each other’s eyes more,
and also to appease the mutes,
the government has decided
to allot each person exactly one hundred
and sixty-seven words, per day.
When the phone rings, I put it to my ear
without saying hello. In the restaurant
I point at chicken noodle soup.
I am adjusting well to the new way.
Late at night, I call my long distance lover,
proudly say I only used fifty-nine today.
I saved the rest for you.
When she doesn’t respond,
I know she’s used up all her words,
so I slowly whisper I love you
thirty-two and a third times.
After that, we just sit on the line
and listen to each other breathe.
[via loveless ramblings]
I also like Jeffrey’s poem The Archipelago of Kissing – very mushy, but sometimes I like mushy.
*Photo by Cleo.
Last week, I came across photos of interior designer Suzy Hoodless’ Contemporary Lodge in Scotland on This Is Glamorous and I was completely captivated. Today, I found more photos of Suzy’s lodge on A Cup of Jo including the exterior. Wow! At first I thought those giant glass pyramid windows were built into the walls of an old castle, but upon looking closer, I’m wondering if the entire structure isn’t modern, just meant to look reminiscent of medieval architecture. Regardless, the effect is a fantastic fusion of old and new, once and future.
Below, a ski lodge designed by Suzy. Totally different from her light and airy modern castle lodge, but so cozy and romantic.
More pics of both homes can be found here.
The writer probably has a chip on his shoulder, but this article made me laugh. Repeatedly.
Best quote:The dance floor at a hipster party looks like it should be surrounded by quotation marks. Best comment: The irony should not be lost on us that this article was written for Adbusters.
This has been circulating the internets forever and I’ve seen it on a million blogs (so have you), but a friend sent me these clips from The View, and there’s additional footage I’d never seen. I recommend turning the volume off and watching silently while you cry like a baby.
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