Monday Finds


Here’s some stuff I’ve found around the interwebs:

Ever want to know how to cite a tweet for a paper? Yeah, that’s where we are now in life.

I finally saw “The Iron Lady” over the weekend, and is it bad that I was more excited to see this movie, and this movie than Meryl’s flick? I left the theater not impressed with the movie, but impressed with Ms. Streep.

I saw this on dooce.com and on Tumblr, and now this makes me want to learn how to do it in Photoshop. If Jack Nicholson doesn’t make you want to jump out of your skin, or evoke nightmares, just go away.

scott avett, the avett brothers, banjo playing, music
Scott Avett of The Avett Brothers

Swoon.

I would like one of these please. Preferably, Harry Potter, Amelie, Wizard of Oz, or Benjamin Button.

uggs, fashion, outfit, no
Stop the Uggs

Please. For the children.

This video has yet to get old. I hope they go on tour again, and that they come somewhere in my vicinity.

Jared Leto, gif, My So Called Life, tv
Jared Leto in My So Called Life

Yes. And this. Never gets old…except that he is 40 now, and looks 25.

I’m on Spring Break, so now I can get back to blogging, reading non school related books, and catching up on TV/movies.

–I finished “Commencement” by J. Courtney Sullivan. I loved it, and read the review here.

–Next up, finishing “Paris was Ours” and “Inspirations: Selections from Classic Literature

Words to end my findings:

A Ritual to Read to Each Other” by William Stafford

If you don’t know the kind of person I am
and I don’t know the kind of person you are
a pattern that others made may prevail in the world
and following the wrong god home we may miss our star.

For there is many a small betrayal in the mind,
a shrug that lets the fragile sequence break
sending with shouts the horrible errors of childhood
storming out to play through the broken dyke.

And as elephants parade holding each elephant’s tail,
but if one wanders the circus won’t find the park,
I call it cruel and maybe the root of all cruelty
to know what occurs but not recognize the fact.

And so I appeal to a voice, to something shadowy,
a remote important region in all who talk:
though we could fool each other, we should consider–
lest the parade of our mutual life get lost in the dark.

For it is important that awake people be awake,
or a breaking line may discourage them back to sleep;
the signals we give–yes or no, or maybe–
should be clear: the darkness around us is deep.

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