Face-clothes. Priceless.

SJP: Sweet JESUS.

VALENTINO: Yes, isn't he? Darling fellow. 

SJP: No, I mean... your skin.

VALENTINO: You mean my face-clothes?

SJP: Yes, if... yes.

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Cat Calls.

I Woke Up at 7AM...

...then at noon, then made coffee and was watching the Browns game when I got a call from Katie at work: "are you coming to work today?"  Shit.  I had messed up le schedule and now I'm here, ostensibly working on my final and posting to le blog.  All for $5.25/hour.  Wow.  Looking forward to the great Last Class this Tuesday and then leaving for Nuevo and Sparkles on Thursday.  Onto MoHo Sunday through Tuesday with Big D.  W00t.

Happy Eat-a-Lot Day!

Because it's Thanksgiving, and because it's good to learn from the past, I give you: Sweet Potatoes of Hate.

via Cindigo.

And some old Macy's floats.  There should be more re: local American Indians but later.  Currently I'm simply preparing for yoga, consumption, and in-laws, so cut me some slack.

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Feel the earth supporting you.

Let go of all thoughts that don't serve you.

Cardboard Box Fugitive

Awesomely lo-tech.

Imagination is honest. Love is real.

Hermit Time.

I just heard an interview with Annie Leibovitz where she told her story of switching from painting to photography because painting was "too isolating."

Naaature at MoMA

"Lane of Poplars at Sunset" by Van Gogh (1884)

“If the stars should appear one night in a thousand years, how would men believe and adore; and preserve for many generations the remembrance of the city of God which has been shown!”

-Emerson, Nature

"Love It or Hate it, People Would Buy That Book"

"In her sprawling monthly Salon column, feminist intellectual Camille Paglia had some fond words for former Vice Presidential candidate Sarah Palin--advice that could steer the governor's prophesized book in an unexpected direction.

Here's the juiciest quote from Paglia (pictured): "[Palin] uses language with the jumps, breaks and rippling momentum of a be-bop saxophonist. I stand on what I said (as a staunch pro-choice advocate) in my last two columns -- that Palin as a pro-life wife, mother and ambitious professional represents the next big shift in feminism. Pro-life women will save feminism by expanding it, particularly into the more traditional Third World."

Those pro-Palin paragraphs unleashed nearly 800 comments from readers. If Palin trusted Paglia's praise, she could write the strangest and most controversial feminist manifesto this country has ever seen. Love it or hate it, people would buy that book."

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Flash Fiction

Flition?

So, so fun, for those little moments when you're inspired for about five minutes.  On me way to Tim's apt. building to see Joe and many men playing poker.  Oh, the joy.

PS, so so so happy to be going to NY early December.  Can't wait to troll around Audrey's neighborhood and celebrate her so-bon birthday (plus promotion, obviously), see Svea on her way to LA, Chilli from taking over Nantucket, Shmeliza who I hear is channeling Peanut lately, and Pipette who more than likely has some amazingly hillarious stories about working at Bath&BodyWorks headquarters.  Probably some other loves as well, and a sweet Japanese shop in SoHo that a friend told me about (read: cheap, colorful corduroys that are wonderful.)  Cannn't waaait.

PPS, I feel a little bad writing about this as I know there are other places I should be going (see San Diego, Cleveland, Florence, et. al. but hey.  This is all part of the journey, eh?)

<3,

Alex

Enjoy Your Life by Oby Onyihoa

Good advice so...oh wait: can't upload audio tracks on Blogger.  Lame.  Here's a video of it, via Tim:

+/- Prompt

River with Poplars by Roger Fry (1912)

Last night in class Jim Moore gave us a prompt to write on as many of us had given feedback that we wanted more opportunities like that.  The prompt was to read two vastly different passages from Virginia Woolf's diary and write two passages of our own that had the same rhythm, same feeling, that hers did: the first was very positive (she compared the landscape of Sussex to an 18th century Italian fresco) and in the second written days later she was clearly distraught and depressed (her close friend and painter Roger Fry had died suddenly.)  We were to use our own memories of yesterday alone to craft these.  

Jim challenged us to do this everyday as looking back on it can reveal certain themes, certain patterns.  I don't know about that, but here's my negative one.  The positive one was actually quite that as I had a fine day of constructive little errands that all ran together (but aren't very interesting to read.)  Either way, here's the negative one:

"I forgot it was Veteran's Day, then my keys.  The former in the kitchen, listening to some show on MPR, and the latter outside my apt. in the sleet.  During the excerpt, a story called "Going Home" by a Vietnam vet, I tried to remember the facts of my grand-father's military career, my uncle's.  I tried but nothing came.  While I waited for the 4 I let the left-keys go, as my forgetfulness of them was nothing compared to the other.  Wet and cold, I should've called my father."

Really Close Reading:

:of The Golden Notebook by Doris Lessing. 

What if there were no stop signs and a major corporation was charged with inventing one?

I mean, I wasn't in the design center at my corporate job (one year eight months up until 6 months ago...shiver...) but I did feel like I was on their side, having to pander to corporate types that didn't know what or how they wanted to be supported.  Blank stares, passive aggression: it was incommunicado-land.  Just like this!

via the Experience Economist

"Hallelujah" on Inis Mor

This was last year and I was in bed at l'hotel after having too many drinks at Jo Mac's, but it did happen, and it was beautiful, and John took video of it.  The man singing is a local priest, and at the end are Allie, Liza, and Brian S.

Bored at Work

Work has been a varied ebb and flow lately; the writing in-between tables has proved something to look forward to: "Sometimes I lie.  I don't actually know if the "Espresso Brownie" is dairy-free or not."  Also, "Creating things that end up completely mine makes me inordinately happy."

Backlog.

He said come with me, and I didn't [x2].

doo oo oo yeah

Clever Coffee Ad

For all those bitches who don't buy anyting:


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Way Better Than a Sticker Chain Letter

^

Hemingway's Six Word Short Story.

"For Sale. Baby shoes.  Never used."

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