Getting older is at least partly about no longer needing a reason to be tired whenever you end up feeling tired. It’s fine. Take a nap. Let the youngsters ponder why the fuck you’re tired at such a weird time of day. That’s not your problem anymore, old timer. Rest up.
What do people do on holidays? Drink beer, eat meat, maybe buy a slip-n-slide?
I can’t afford a slip-n-slide.
Maybe I could make one. Using garbage bags! That kind of ingenuity may or may not get at the real meaning of Labor Day!
I’m actually not clear on the meaning of Labor Day. It doesn’t have to do with pushing a baby out though. Different Labor.
You know, to be honest, I don’t feel like making a slip-n-slide. Or even using one. I’m tired.
I love this photo.
Okay, as some of you guessed, the man in this picture is David Souter. He was a liberal Associate Justice on the Supreme Court. He’s retired now. But when this picture was taken he wasn’t retired. This was taken extremely late one night as Souter was leaving the Supreme Court in his car.
Actually, it was taken during an interesting window of time. It’s taken after the Court has decided Bush v. Gore but before they’ve announced that decision to the world. In other words, they’ve just decided it, and David Souter is headed home for the night. And really, it’s almost like an announcement isn’t necessary when you look at this liberal justice’s face. It’s all there.
Answers tomorrow. Tonight, we watch Scrubs and treat every couch with room on it like it’s a gift from god. All work and standing is a flaw in the universe that will be fixed after death. Heaven is a warm soft thing that couldn’t be more comfortable!
My friend George has an enormous version of this picture in his living room.
Look at the picture and tell me what you think this guy is thinking and feeling at the moment this was taken.
Then I’ll tell you who it is and what was happening.
It’s a great story.
I was just chatting with a lady about how much I like slow cooked food and she was like regular slow cooking is for the birds, I prefer clay pot cooking.
WHERE DOES IT END PEOPLE
Sorry, but I love Obama. I know there are a lot of you out there who hate the shit out of him. And I don’t agree with his every move. But, in general, I like the way he thinks and I like the way he speaks to this country. I’m proud he’s my president.
Nothing lasts forever. Except my student loans, I guess. I’ll die before they do.
I’m so scared of being an adult who comes home to his adult life and opens the mail and pays his bills. It all seems so lonely.
Did you know some people don’t need music playing all the time? Like they walk into a silent room and don’t immediately want to play music. It’s crazy. When I’m in a silent room I start feeling like I can hear the heartbeat of a spider that lives a mile away. I always want to put music on. Even when I’m reading I usually put music on. Not always though. But if I’m reading and there isn’t music on, I know pretty quickly whether I like the book or not because if the book isn’t really good, I start noticing the silence.
So eventually your body starts to be a reflection of the choices you’ve made over the years, eh? Things catch up with you. Now you have to make weird noises when you stand up.
I hate when people talk about how distracted everyone else is. It’s just a self-congratulatory way of feeling superior to other people. The truth is that people can pay attention to a bunch of things at once. It’s not like you have to choose between reading about the NSA or the VMAs. People are perfectly capable of reading about both. If people don’t agree with you, that doesn’t mean they’re distracted or under-informed.
Also, it’s not like if professional sports disappeared, sports fans would suddenly care that much more about American foreign policy. If anything, uninformed people have made choices based on their priorities—they’re not just distracted. When people feel irrelevant and un-empowered with respect to things like American foreign policy, they don’t make it as much of a priority to stay informed about it. That’s not that crazy. The problem isn’t that the media keeps distracting us with bullshit stories. The problem isn’t even that people have a tremendous appetite for bullshit stories. The problem is that people don’t feel like their opinion matters and that non-bullshit stories should really matter more to them than bullshit stories. That doesn’t seem like a media problem or even a problem with the citizenry itself. That seems like a problem with our political system and the way it makes citizens feel with respect to their relationship to political decisions.
Also, one last thing about the media. I see so many posts on tumblr where people complain about certain issues or stories not being covered or talked about, and those issues and stories are being talked about and written about in lots of the media outlets I read. I find this very strange. I kind of get the impression that some of us amateur journalism critics actually don’t read very much journalism at all. Which means we are all developing some very strange habits with respect to how we interpret information.
It seems like our whole culture could use a deep breath and a quick walk outside to clear its head and calm down.