Relics of Web 2.0

Also, lately I have found Brett Anderson of Suede--now with a grownup haircut--strangely and overwhelmingly adorable

OH MY GOD I CAN'T WAIT TO BE DONE WITH COLLEGE AND FINALLY HAVE TIME TO WATCH THE LAST HALF OF "TWIN PEAKS" SEASON 2

1918

"To encourage a country with only rhetoric rather than sound and proven ideas... is not a promise of hope. It is a platitude." --John McCain on Obama

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I DON'T KNOW

My advice to you, America,

never elect a presidential candidate who has practiced politics in the state of Illinois,
because they are corrupt,

EVEN IF THEY DON'T KNOW IT

"I live in New York now, and I can't tell you what a relief it is for me to live in a chigger-free zone. In fact, it has occurred to me that the absence of chiggers in New York may have something to do with why New Yorkers are always saying how refreshingly unneurotic Midwesterners are: Most of the Midwesterners New Yorkers meet are those who have moved to the Northeast from the Midwest and who are therefore so relieved to be in a place where they can walk in high grass in August that they sail blissfully past the ordinary trials of life."  --Calvin Trillin

The best part of still having my livejournal location as "London" is the shaadi.com advertisements.

hm i always avoided cats due to allergies.  so far so good on that front.  short haired cat, may have something to do with it.  but anyway, i think i love our new cat and i think i might be a "cat person".  quiet, skittish, aloof, independent, cold, check check check.  i'm a good listener, though.

de la Wikipedia:

"The company really began to succeed after the Great Chicago Fire of 1871, when Schlitz donated thousands of barrels of beer to that city, which had lost most of its breweries. He quickly opened a distribution point there, beginning a national expansion."

...I had a conversation for about half an hour with Nehru.  We talked in the bare room with the door of the room open and the door of the flat open and, as it seemed to me, all the doors in the world open.  This is not calculated to give one a sense of privacy and comfort on a cold February afternoon in London.  I liked Nehru very much as a man; he was an intellectual of the intellectuals, on the surface gentle and sad.  He had a great charm, and though there was a congenital aloofness about him, I had no difficulty in talking to him.  It was a rather strange and inconclusive conversation.  I had thought and still think that he had intended to discuss politics and, in particular, imperial politics from the Labour angle with me.  And in a vague way we did talk politics, the problems of India and Ceylon; but it was pretty vague and somehow or another we slipped into talking about life and books rather than the fall of empire and empires.  After about half an hour I got up to go and Nehru asked me where I was going.  I said that I was going to walk to the House of Commons to attend a Labour Party Advisory Committee there and he said that he would like to walk with me as he would like to go on with our conversation.  When we got down into the extraordinary sort of gloomy well outside the front door of the Mansions, we found waiting a press photographer who wanted to take a photograph of Nehru.  Nehru insisted upon my being included in the photograph, which is reproduced here as plate 26.  The gloom of Artillery Mansions, of London on a February afternoon, of life in the middle of the twentieth century, as it weighted upon the future Prime Minister of India and Honorary Secretary of the Labour Party Advisory Committee on Imperial Affairs, and on their dingy hats and overcoats, is observable in the photograph.  We then walked on up Victoria Street to the House of Commons, talking about life and literature on the way.  We parted at the door to the central Lobby and I never saw Nehru again.

--Leonard Woolf's autobiography

I don't think I can go on the internet or talk to my family until I know what happens to Harry Potter.

This is the most Chicago thing in the history of things

http://www.chicagoreader.com/features/stories/countdante/

Journalism: y/n?

LUPE FIASCO IS WELLESLEY'S SPRING CONCERT.

YOU'LL TAKE ME ASIDE
AND SAY, 'DAVID, WHAT SHALL I DO,
THEY WAIT FOR ME IN THE HALLWAY,'
AND I'LL SAY, 'DON'T ASK ME
I DON'T KNOW ANY HALLWAYS.'
'BUT THEY MOVE IN NUMBERS
AND THEY'VE GOT ME IN A CORNER
AND I FEEL LIKE A GROUP OF ONE
NO NO THEY CAN'T DO THIS TO ME
I'M NOT SOME PIECE OF TEENAGE WILDLIIIIIIIIIIIIFE'

OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH
I'M NOT SOME PIECE OF TEENAGE WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILDLIFE

The Sox just recruited a guy named Wiki.  Way to be on the cutting edge, boys!!!!!

THE ONLY THING BETTER THAN THE BEARS GOING TO THE SUPERBOWL IS THAT THE PATRIOTS WON'T BE THERE.

I never realized how long the "Superbowl Shuffle" really is.