when it’s cold, i always remember going to the trail of lights in austin with monika and mel.  i miss my m’s.

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a long time later, a message appears

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Julian Schnabel’s biopic Basquiat is one of my favorite films, so I finally watched Basquiat / The Radiant Child today.  It definitely choked me up.  To have seen him at his height?  Maan.  I was only two when he died, leaving behind over 1,000 unseen paintings and drawings.

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Celebrating Pictory’s first anniversary with advice worth repeating:

Best thing I ever learned from Scrabble: Apparently it’s considered bad manners to complain about your tiles at the National Scrabble Tournament, because everyone’s luck balances out in the long run.

Maybe that’s not always true. But the fact is, we don’t ever really know the hand someone else is playing with, or when their luck has changed for better or worse. Everyone, male or female, has a unique background of experiences and obstacles — if you want to know what they are, ask. Or start by reading these stories of strong and spirited women figuring out how to succeed in their own skin.

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should be every day

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tossing and turning for hours

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In the afterlife you relive all your experiences, but this time with the events reshuffled into a new order: all the moments that share a quality are grouped together.

You spend two months driving the street in front of your house, seven months having sex. You sleep for thirty years without opening your eyes. For five months straight you flip through magazines while sitting on a toilet.

You take all your pain at once, all twenty-seven intense hours of it. Bones break, cars crash, skin is cut, babies are born. Once you make it through, it’s agony-free for the rest of your afterlife.

Read More David Eagleman

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see that piece of work on the right side, the beautiful color one hanging?  i’ve loved this for two years and now it’s mine.  a gift from the artist for my birthday.

you’re my favorite, n (thank you!).

LU

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but we have to finish finals first

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