August 2011
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There is a war
Barry. Look. I know. You get a lot of offers. Sure. I’m sure of it. You’re Barry Weiss, breakout star of Storage Wars. I get that. But listen. I think we could have some good times together. You’re a collector and a man about town, an interesting man, a man who searches for treasures, oddities. You like to annoy people and get all up in their business and you don’t watch...
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Swedish fish
Yes. Another dream. About a celebrity. This time, however, there was real danger. And not just because Alexander Skarsgard is dangerously good looking.
Lakeside. Friends and I swim, frolic, but the sky is dark. Trees barricade us on one side. We’re circled by mountains. Skarsgard appears, sporting a dusty red-coloured button up and some slim jeans. He looks good, but he’s worried.
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Super sad freedom love story
Last night I had a dream that I was supposed to be going to this big time, like, fancy dancy-style literary event. And the whole point of the thing was that I was going to meet Jonathan Franzen. We were supposed to engage in serious conversation about important stuff, stuff that is important in a dream, but is actually just a feeling, a dream feeling that has no context whatsoever, but compels...
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Dirt picnic
Remember before Instagram and Hipstamatic, when photos just came out looking awesome? And remember how delicious a nice bowl of dirt soup could be? Just the right graininess, moist but not soggy, not like those unappealing mudpies, no siree. And also, remember how weird and great it felt just to be tiny, to know you were smaller than all those big people who told you when to stop eating dirt...
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Cakes and Otters
I’m gonna get older in a few days, but you know what cheers me up? OMG and stuff. There are so many otter cakes for me to covet. Like this homemade number with the smiling fish.
I love you too! For this, I would change my name to Jordan.
Hey there, fondant! Nice fish.
Look at this adorable little weirdo.
Sure, this is more of a wedding cake, but c’mon, klassy. With a...
She fights for whimsy
montenegrostyle:
Of course our heroine doesn’t support the war. Which war? Any of them. But she does support the clean lines and dramatic flair of military fashion. Modern, antique, medieval. Only a spiritless fool would call this clashing. if she mixes them, then they match. Some might say without the toothy grin this look would cease to be avant-garde. Those who oppose that theory are...
