Sunday July 06, 2008 at 15:30

Saturday July 05, 2008 at 20:40

La View Claire

I loved everything that was remotely modernist in those days. I had an obsession with the De Stijl group and had already made a pilgrimage to the Reitveld House in Utrecht that Spring. It was obvious, therefore, that I needed to own that La Vie Claire jersey. A Mondrian painting as a cycling jersey. How could something be that cool?
It cost almost all of my holiday money. I scraped and scrounged around for the next week, but it was worth it. I guess I stopped eating then too, to save money, and I had just discovered the joys of coffee, so maybe that’s the root of everything. Maybe Paris is to blame for so much. But really, how could you not want to drink strong black coffee when you’d seen those stylish bodies sipping espresso on the sidewalk cafés, their dark sunglasses hiding intentions so perfectly? I always was so easily seduced by images.

La View Claire

I loved everything that was remotely modernist in those days. I had an obsession with the De Stijl group and had already made a pilgrimage to the Reitveld House in Utrecht that Spring. It was obvious, therefore, that I needed to own that La Vie Claire jersey. A Mondrian painting as a cycling jersey. How could something be that cool?

It cost almost all of my holiday money. I scraped and scrounged around for the next week, but it was worth it. I guess I stopped eating then too, to save money, and I had just discovered the joys of coffee, so maybe that’s the root of everything. Maybe Paris is to blame for so much. But really, how could you not want to drink strong black coffee when you’d seen those stylish bodies sipping espresso on the sidewalk cafés, their dark sunglasses hiding intentions so perfectly? I always was so easily seduced by images.

Saturday July 05, 2008 at 16:20

Saturday July 05, 2008 at 16:20

Friday July 04, 2008 at 15:49

Friday July 04, 2008 at 12:44

The Dickens Fellowship of San Francisco
(via torrez)

The Dickens Fellowship of San Francisco

(via torrez)

Thursday July 03, 2008 at 15:55

Thursday July 03, 2008 at 15:08

“If you are making music only for yourself, you don’t release it. While it’s true that an artist does not owe his fans the music they want, he does, in fact, owe them quite a great deal, and he lies if he says he isn’t making music for them. Because it’s the listeners to whom an artist owes the right to self-identify as an artist. They gave you that job. It is for them that you make music, not yourself; only artists of whom no-one has ever heard have any right to claim that they “don’t make music for other people.”

Last Plane to Jakarta | Innocent Question

The same is true for writers, I think.

Thursday July 03, 2008 at 12:54

Thursday July 03, 2008 at 12:45

Thursday July 03, 2008 at 10:19

“Dear Kanye … in the spirit of rap therapy like “We’re All In The Same Gang,” I want to share a scene from the 1989 movie “Teen Witch.” This won’t be news—you know the power of hip-hop. This scene, though, really shows how rap can unite us and let us blow off steam without resorting to violence or caps lock.”

— I’ve certainly disagreed with Sasha Frere-Jones in the past, but his reference to the single greatest scene in one of the more ridiculous cult classics of all time is probably enough for me to grant him the status of Best Pop Music Critc Ever. (via jimray)

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Thursday July 03, 2008 at 10:01

Thursday July 03, 2008 at 9:59

Jesus hurt my back

slowpoke:

I took care of Jesus today. He was three years old. When I lifted his little body onto the gurney to go down to surgery, it hurt my back.

My back was tweaked by Jesus. But he was cute. He was scared when we lifted him, and when it was all over he comforted himself, settled back down into his morphine fog and whispered, “All done. No more.”

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