February 2012
16 posts
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The Men Who Stare At Mountains →
Exploring the concept of “epic” in Skyrim.
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In Focus - The Civil War, Part 1: The Places →
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Do Atari 2600s dream of electric poetry? →
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Multiplayer High: Restructuring education to be... →
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In Focus: Chinese Lantern Festival 2012 →
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January 2012
4 posts
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racheleg:
Week 1 - “some day, you’ll see”
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December 2011
2 posts
What if the pleasures of reading could one day... →
“Some will die in hot pursuit and fiery auto crashes, some will die in hot pursuit while sifting through my ashes.”
November 2011
4 posts
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October 2011
14 posts
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Xyience Energy Drink, 2 cigarettes, apple
The screen was blurry. I wasn’t really watching it but I could hear the screaming voices around me, knew what was on the screen. My head was down and tears started to flow. I looked up. There was Albert Pujols, slowly crossing from 1st to second base, hands waving in front of fireworks. The scoreboard said 6-0, the Cards won.
“I write and I write often. I always keep my whiskey within reach.”
— William Faulkner
“Writing involves fantasy; alcohol promotes fantasy. Writing requires self-confidence; alcohol bolsters confidence. Writing is lonely work; alcohol assuages loneliness. Writing demands intense concentration; alcohol relaxes.”
— Donald Goodwin
“With school turning out more runners, jumpers, racers, tinkerers, grabbers,...”
– Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 (via thelifeguardlibrarian)
“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”
– Ernest Hemingway (via thegirlandherbooks)
“I am part of the sun as my eye is part of me. That I am part of the earth my...”
– D. H. Lawrence (via beautifulurself)
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“‘What we find out in philosophy is trivial; it does not teach us new facts, only...”
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Ludwig Wittgenstein: The Duty of Genius
Monk, pp.298/299.
(via rossignol)
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Game/Mental State →
September 2011
2 posts
NSFW Dirty Bieber Secrets →
July 2011
18 posts
Have you ever been?
Killer episode of Radiolab with Buke & Gass, Glenn... →
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Toasted almonds, coffee
I lay in a hospital bed, it seems I had been there for some time, and Hitler walked in. He grabbed my IV bag and said, “The nurses must be scared of you. Do you think it’s because I’m always in here?” I smiled. He said, “I’ll tell them to give you your medicine twice a day, as prescribed, no matter if I am in here or not.”
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Journal Snippets 7.3.11
Samson, Aunt Missy’s white German Shepard, died yesterday. It was odd that she called me considering I never had any real relationship with him. He would spook any time I walked in the room, bark like a maniac, until he found the quickest escape. If cornered he would pace towards me slowly, never letting his eyes drift from mine, getting ever closer… and dart out of the door as fast as...