December 2011
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my christmas vacation, a quick list
- in portland i ate at gravy, home of the best home fries ever and also where i realized that vegetarian biscuits and gravy were possible. i also saw peacock lane which has virtually every house decked out in christmas lights. i feel like from space you could see all the cheer.
- in vancouver i went to barnes and noble and was able to get my mom the cookbook she wanted for christmas. powells,...
Books as a Canvas →
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Pxyleyes.com posted an interview with multimedia painter Mike Stilkey.
I am not one of those people that thinks that every book is sacred. This is one of those touchy subjects, though. I do sort of wonder to what degree the mind instinctively rebels against the phrase “book burning,” and whether or not that rebellion gets interpreted into the idea that every...
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i like your style pbs
so it’s eleven and i’m finally in the home stretch of wrapping presents. i crack open a beer after finding all the perfect ribbons and corresponding bows and turn on the television. austin city limits is on, and guess who is playing… freaking tom waits. hearing him do silent night was awesome.
nothing can beat tom waits smoking, story tellin, and croonin right? wrong…...
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sacrebleu: beach house summers forever! →
vizwrtsic:
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how lucky I am to have this great collection of memories.
Tyler jumping off the roof into the pool. Meg’s idea of “double fisting.” Getting into fist fights with Ian and Tyler. Running triumphantly into Lithia Park and beating all the theatre kids at…
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and in the end
- the last restaurant i’ll step into is brothers
- the last slice of ashland pizza i’ll eat will be the slammy
- the last coffee shop i’ll visit is noble (which is ironic because i’ve been avoiding that place, for at least three months now)
- the last people i say bye to will be liz and crystal, which will be the saddest
- the last room i’ll vacuum in my house is...
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“Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.”
– David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest (via findingsomewhere)
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“I don’t know about you, but I’m concerned with what’s happening in this world....”
– Waking Life (via likethesun)
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the velvet underground- who loves the sun
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summer forever! or maybe not...
the dismantling of the beach house; or the pleasure dome is began today and is ending on friday. we’re adults now maybe?
i don’t know if i can live in a house for twenty some years and have as much fun as i’ve had in the last two. i remembered when we moved in kayti asked as we were walking through natural ivy arches and by fig trees if snow white lived here. she didn’t,...
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perusing the internet and wondering what i'm going... →
fried curry chickpeas. and luckily i have every single ingredient!
for my next ten days of cooking ventures at the beach house my goal is to use nearly all the food we’ve got laying around, and remember that i must always keep a clean workspace because i really do not want to do dishes for an hour, again…
Coconut Pancakes
thektan:
I was actually craving pancakes. It’s been quite awhile since I’ve actually craved something because I can eat whatever I want so there really is no need to crave anything. Made them coconut since I had leftover coconut cream and milk I wanted to finish.
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cleaning party at my house tonight! complete with breakfast for dinner and hopefully these lovely lil’ guys.
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moving makes me go crazy
Do I have pissed off roommates and the ugliest, musturd-puke yellow-green chair in my backseat? Am I feeling stressed out by all the material possessions I own? Have I heaved bits of furniture into dumpsters? Did I just trade a purple couch for cleaning supplies? Have I gotten nauseatingly nostalgic over pictures I was taking down but make sure to leave seeds for Forget Me Nots (plainly...
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“Black magic never stops. What goes from you comes to you. Once you start this...”
– Minerva in Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil written by John Berendt
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talking heads living room dance party
attendants: me and this hagen dazs coffee icecream