I think the Amazon Kindle is a really innovative and wonderful idea, and would buy one for myself immediately if not for the fact that the thought of a world without actual, physical, tactile books is my own idea of a horrifying armageddon.
Update upon further thought: Scratch that shit. The Kindle is a bastardization. To not be able to flip back to dog-eared pages, to ink up great passages, to not be able to smell a book? Heresy.
dad, me and brandon on father’s day (via lindsey j. hooray)
i think dad was trying to get his shovel out of the shot. NO DICE, billy.
i think dad was trying to get his shovel out of the shot. NO DICE, billy.
syd’s sweet tat (via lindsey j. hooray)
from the farmer’s market. IT’S AN ANACONDA, in case you can’t tell.
The summer night is like a perfection of thought.
— Wallace Stevens
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
I Wish I Was a Punk Rocker (with Flowers in My Hair), Sandi Thom
When you fax your resume addressed to the actual decision maker at the business, the secretary WILL ALMOST ALWAYS put it on that person’s desk. It looks like it has been requested or you know that person, and the secretary is afraid to goof up by throwing out something that the boss is expecting.
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I just got a fax at work of a resume, addressed to the president of our company, from some 877 number. I Googled the number and found it was from the website jobsbyfax.com, which is a service that mass-faxes your resume to thousands of companies at once.
I like the description of me. Secretaries are such fools!
We’ll cut our bodies free from the tethers of this scene, start a brand-new colony.
— Ben Gibbard, Death Cab for Cutie, “Brand-New Colony”
