Profiles in not wanting any more pictures tonight #cat #books

Profiles in exhaustion

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micdotcom:

Salem mayor has put her money where her mouth is over local college’s LBGT bigotry

Earlier this summer, Kim Driscoll, the first female mayor of Salem, Mass., pulled funding from Gordon College, a small, Christian liberal arts school located outside Boston. The school had cosponsored a letter to President Obama asking for a religious exemption to his executive order to end employment discrimination based on sexual orientation. 

What Mayor Kim Driscoll did about it | Follow micdotcom

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Turning 3 tomorrow.
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bookavore:

catshatereading:

Ernest hates Summertime, All the Cats are Bored by Philippe Georget.

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Possibly the best submission I’ve gotten for this tumblr.

I can only hope this is a Pocket mistake

explore-blog:

If you read one thing today, make it this fantastic vintage gem on the art of self-renewal, even timelier half a century later in our age of blind productivity.

In an alternate universe I’m trying to find the right quotation to convince Maria Popova to marry me, but she’s already seen them all

“Woolf often conceives of life this way: as a gift that you’ve been given, which you must hold onto and treasure but never open. Opening it would dispel the atmosphere, ruin the radiance—and the radiance of life is what makes it worth living. It’s hard to say just what holding onto life without looking at it might mean; that’s one of the puzzles of her books. But it has something to do with preserving life’s mystery; with leaving certain things undescribed, unspecified, and unknown; with savoring certain emotions, such as curiosity, surprise, desire, and anticipation. It depends on an intensified sense of life’s preciousness and fragility, and on a Heisenberg-like notion that, when it comes to our most abstract and spiritual intuitions, looking too closely changes what we feel. It has to do, in other words, with a kind of inner privacy, by means of which you shield yourself not just from others’ prying eyes, but from your own. Call it an artist’s sense of privacy.”

Joshua Rothman's New Yorker essay on Virginia Woolf’s idea of privacy is the best thing I’ve read in ages. 

It rings especially poignant in the context of her own conflicted inner life, from her exuberant appreciation of the world’s beauty to her intense capacity for love to the deathly despair of her suicide letter.

Do yourself a favor and read Rothman’s full essay here.

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Today’s mail. Didn’t know he had a new book. “Wooden Floors” was really good. @harperperennial #books

wilwheaton:

laughterkey:

thugkitchen:

I know you need caffeine sometimes but don’t even fucking think about reaching for a RedBull or 5-Hour Energy. I will slap that shit out of your hand so quick you won’t know whatthefuck happened. Energy drinks are toxic and fucking expensive. Money doesn’t grow on trees; coffee does. Don’t waste your time in a fucking line and spend your hard earned cash on something you can make while you’re sleeping. Cold brewed coffee is also way less acidic, making this easier on your stomach. SO GRAB A CUP OF THIS SIMPLE SHIT AND SEIZE THE GODDAMN DAY.

COLD BREWED COFFEE

¾ cup ground coffee (whatever you got is fine)

3 ½ cups cold water

Put the coffee grounds in the bottom of a large container. If you like coffee with some fucking bite, add another ¼ cup of grounds. Slowly pour the water over the grounds and stir. Make sure all the grounds get wet because sometimes there are weird dry pockets and then you’re just wasting fucking coffee. Let this sit in the fridge (or on your counter if its not too fucking hot in your place) overnight or for at least 10 hours. In the morning, strain that shit using a mesh strainer. You know, the ones that look like a screen door. If you have the time, strain one more time through a paper coffee filter to get out the last of the grounds (or don’t and just deal with a couple rogue grounds in your drink). Serve over ice and with some almond milk if that’s your thing.

Makes about 3 ½ cups of coffee (triple this recipe and keep the extra in the fridge all week)

OR USE A FRENCH PRESS AND HAVE A FRESH CUP EVERY MORNING HOT DAMN COLD BREW IN A FRENCH PRESS WAS A GODDAMN REVELATION

Cold brew coffee is amazing, and once you have it, you may not go back to any other way.

I make it a lot, and I’ve found that a lighter roast, as well as beans from Kenya or Central America really bring out the most amazing flavours you’ve ever had.

Cold brew coffee can have these really complex fruit and floral, or chocolate and caramel flavours that we never even notice when we make it any other way.

Give it a try; I think you’ll like it.

My lawn

A segue and a Segway are not the same thing.

Oh, hell yes.

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