August 2010
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Culture Death Match →
In which people I know (Amy “The Best” Whipple and Sal “I HAVE OPINIONS” Pane) debate the merits of particularly moving episodes of The Golden Girls and Batman: The Animated Series. What’s weird is that this is a thing that is on the internet? And it’s not just a conversation I’m listening to them have in a bar? It’s also weird that Sal gets so...
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Thursday Through Monday
Taking planes to cities in which Hermione Granger lives. Being shown the city by boyfriend who went to college in said city, nodding appreciatively but secretly keeping my eyes open for Hermione Granger. (“Listen,” I said, “In all seriousness, if we see Emma Watson on the street I am just going to start crying and not be able to stop.”) Driving to other states, where...
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Eat Pray Love: A Movie Review
It strikes me now that both the LADY PHENOMENON movies I saw this summer (Sex and the City 2: Lawrence of Samantha’s Labia, and Eat Pray Love) were branded with the same damning label of “self-indulgent.” Ugh, these white women, right? And their designer shoes and their feelings and their racism(*)? Both involve women taking trips overseas, although their end goals from their...
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Internet, I must confess to you
that tonight I’m seeing Eat Pray Love. In theaters. And I’m not doing it ironically or with any expectation that I will hate it. Maybe I will hate it, a little. But you know what? Probably I will like it.
(I have not read the book).
(But I sort of don’t believe that the entire amount of vitriol leveled against it can merely be about the oft-repeated claims of...
“The 20s are a black box, and there is a lot of churning in there. One-third of...”
– You say this like it’s a bad thing.
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Little Brother:
Today we visited his new city and he noted that his neighborhood is nice, then expressed regret that he’d ruin it by “hustlin’ crack.”
In the car on the way home he informed me that the bombastic song on the mix CD he’d made and brought along was the Soviet national anthem.
Just now he stood in my doorway cradling his broken X-Box like it was a baby while Pink...
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Tonight
My parents bought Kevin and me dinner after we arrived in New Jersey from Pittsburgh. They are at the end of a week-long stay-cation, and they are funny people who gossip about relatives and pretend to shoot at other cars with their fingers. “Your parents are fun,” said Kevin, before he left for his own parents’ home. “I know,” I said. “They’re kind of...
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“It can’t be any more obvious that we live in a patriarchal society if...”
– Ellen Page (via azspot)
Sometimes I can’t tell where Ellen Page ends and I begin.
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“One of the central points of Franco’s art and career, as I read them, is that...”
– No, really, read this article.
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Living in Sin 2010
Everyone told us to prepare for some fights and I know it’s only been a week but none have happened yet, unless you count yesterday, when there were too many wires under my desk and I went into the bathroom to cry baby tears of toddler frustration. Kevin took my hand once I left, still sniffling, and handed me a pillow to scream in if I needed to, and then he moved all the wires to a...
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“Up to this point, all I knew were beaten paths, tattooed with footprints, and I...”
– “The Museum of Whatnot,” Tunneling to the Center of the Earth, Kevin Wilson (via thebooksimreading)
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Mysteries of Obsessive-Compulsive Book Shelving:
How can two people with hundreds of books between them not own a single piece of fiction by an author whose last name starts with N?
