I saw a commercial for Kohl’s last night where two women who make their careers dressing the two-legged coat hangers from some Grade C Reality Show were explaining what ‘Punk’ meant to them. “For me, it just means anything goes!” the one with more elaborate eyeshadow beamed into the camera. Behind…
Punk’s Not Dad
9:59 am • 29 November 2013 • 46 notes
If I actually make it through 8mi all I can say is IT’S EATIN’ TIME
9:53 am • 28 November 2013 • 12 notes
INTERN magazine, concerned with internships in the creative industries. A “tactile showcase for the precocious talent currently working in these fields unpaid and as interns.…initiating a long overdue and frank debate about the current state of the intern culture, and its potential implications in both the short and long term…”
Lewis Lapham’s Intern.
10:00 am • 25 November 2013 • 39 notes
“Throughout the recording of the album, Young and his fellow musicians consumed a homemade concoction dubbed “Honey Slides”, a goop of sauteed marijuana and honey that “felt like heroin”. This may account for the mellow mood of the album[.]”
A friend of mine in college made these balls of marijuana butter rolled in like oats and granola and something else, maybe peanut butter or honey? and she called them goo balls, and people would end up at our apartment all silly on goo balls and we’d go out on the balcony and look over Cayuga Lake at the leaves changing, or walk all the way up the hill to her apartment and sit in their “backyard” which was really like a patch of grass, and anyway it is Neil Young weather and I feel like for the first 2 years of college every boy I had a crush on was a huge Neil Young fan and I was just trying to keep up.
I also just love this photo.
Some get strong, some get strange.
10:04 pm • 19 November 2013 • 31 notes
At the risk of having an opinion in public, that thing everyone is talking about sucks.
12:16 pm • 18 November 2013 • 26 notes
AKA, “The Grad Student’s Prerogative”
10:41 pm • 17 November 2013 • 29 notes