The tip jar at the coffee shop this afternoon was actually two tip jars: one labeled “Star Wars” and one labeled “Star Trek.” I wish I had taken a picture, because it was perfect. It really does say a lot about you as a person, which side you fall on. (And of course, we all know which one I tucked my money into.)
This graph sums up my entire existence.
(Source: shpepa)
those freckles
Reblogging so that this is something I can find later on, because she looks exactly like one of my characters.
(Source: shashcamera)
etsy:
Sacred space: an 8x8 print on RGB photographic paper by Photomaginarium.
About living with parents, about coming home late—
“You didn’t have to stay up for me, you know.” It could be said defensively, or it could be said thankfully. Instead it is said in neither way, in fact it is not said at all. What is said instead is: “So you’re staying up?”
“Of course I do.” It could be a return volley, or it could be gentle. Instead: “Yeah, I want to finish this article I am reading.”
At 4:15 AM, with the rain just starting to come down.
The Brooklyn Dodger’s Sym-Phony Band. They didn’t play music—they just banged on instruments. Met some of these fellows in the 80s. Funny, colorful and slightly crazy fellows. Wondering where the documentary film is about them.
This is my borough, this is my home, this is Brooklyn. “They didn’t play music—they just banged on instruments.”
Perfect anagrams are perfect, see a past Peteski post: “This is a mirror / You are a written sentence”.
Elise Crombez for Vogue Us July 2003 by Helmut Newton.
Who let me choose this place and time — who let me choose this protagonist — none of it makes any sense, it’s not like me. And yet. Maybe that’s what I needed?
H: today was our walking tour of fidi
me: lololol fidi
H: from 930 til a little after 11
me: did you see (m)any exciting / interesting things?
H: i guess so
we learned a lot more about new amsterdam than i would have expected
me: but that’s the best/only reason to walking tour that area
H: lol
unless, you know, you are working for a law firm that services mainly financial institutions which didnt exist until after that period
I said “lololol,” but what I meant was, “ugh.” I don’t think there is a worse abbreviation.
This city, though. You forget how much of it is just how recent.
I went on my own tour today, my grandfather’s Lower East Side. He drove my sister and me around and pointed things out: this building is where I used to live, this Chinese restaurant was a Polish cafeteria where I liked to hang out, this block was the stables where my grandfather kept his horse. Some of the structures still exist, but not nearly as many as are god-knows-how-long since gone.
etsy:
Um, wow. Artist Motoi Yamamoto makes labyrinths of salt.» See more at Mr. Kate.
Relevant to my life—though mine were always more boxy and right-angled than this.
One of my things for this summer is floral flavors in drinks and foods, specifically, rose and violet. Violet tea, rose syrup in my cocktails, and today a rose doughnut from Doughnut Plant.
