February 2010
44 posts
“Shut up, Brad. Your song stunk, I hate your suit, and I could hurt you.”
– Albert Brooks, Lost In America
Secrets
Often the secrets people tell me are so funny or weird or heartbreaking or sexy that I really want to share them with you all. But I don’t! But man, sometimes it’s hard being a vault.
January 2010
77 posts
“One generally doesn’t indulge another person’s emotional processing at this...”
– Ariel Levy, in an unbelievable, kind of awesome sentence in her New Yorker takedown of Elizabeth Gilbert’s “Eat, Pray, Love” follow-up, “Committed: A Skeptic Makes Peace With Marriage”.
Tumblr Storytelling Series: FOUR DAYS!
natashavc:
First thing: Save the date right now, lovelies. FEBRUARY 23RD 9:30pm at the M-Bar in Hollywood. $10 bucks at the bar.
We got a venue and set list of super talented (and some even goodlooking) writers/performers that you probs already follow on tumblr, to regale you with short (6 min), true stories, WITH NO NOTES! The stories will be funny, surprising, rawwwww variations on a theme.
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“I mean, when the interior of one’s rectum can be seen in HD quality video...”
– Porn star Stoya, a surprisingly good writer, on why she’s not revealing more about what she’s been up to lately… or something. I sort of stopped reading after this quote, my delicate sensibilities a bit startled.
Remember how Whole Foods CEO John Mackey is crazy?
katherinespiers:
He has just announced a new program whereby skinny Whole Foods employees will enjoy bigger discounts at work than their fat colleagues. Nope, not making it up. BMI-based benefits, people. Can we stop shopping there now?
Hawkes on Lost! →
Fuck yeah, my old buddy John Hawkes is on Lost this season! It’s good to see the nice people flourish. (Sorry about the Vikings, John.)
In case you like Hawkes and have 95 minutes to spare, here are the two of us together in a very independent, but awesome, movie called Harold Buttleman, Daredevil Stuntman, a Francis Stokes joint.
“It’s like the Whiffenpoofs started a ska band.”
– From the recent New Yorker profile of Vampire Weekend
This song is a total fucking bummer — in...
Sink →
I wrote a short story last year when I was bored and my sink was broken and I was reading a little too much Raymond Carver. Totally forgot about it until just now when I listened to “I Can’t Do Nuttin’ For Ya Man” for the tenth time in a row.
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Disaster Michael Cera
fuckingbookdeal:
WatchI found my dog hiding in the bathroom, shaking. Turns out she is very afraid of thunder.
Jason Reitman Is Being A Poor Sport
Some day I look forward to talking about a Writers Guild arbitration I lost this summer to the director (and now screenwriter!) Rob Reiner. It was one of the more futile, frustrating, and disappointing episodes in a blessed career nevertheless marked by many moments of futility, daily frustration, and near-constant low-level disappointment. (Yay, showbiz!)
That being said, I kind of fucking hate...
WatchChris Burden The Big Wheel 1979.
On display now as part of MOCA’s First Thirty Years. After this motorcycle turns the wheel, it spins for 2 1/2 hours.
“Los Angeles offers the most dramatic instance of the unbridgeable abyss between...”
– Photographer Lewis Baltz
“Not that the Antlers are startlingly original— they’re just swinging...”
– From Pitchfork’s review of The Antlers’ Hospice. Sums up very well the three modes of creation I often find myself wildly, sometimes randomly vacillating between.
"We all have someone or something we would rather... →
emmyblotnick:
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