A Well Turned Phrase
Roadtripping through the South is an experience that I associate with empty Arizona cans, endless stretches of interstate, Spotify, the occasional Hostess Zinger, and my compulsive noticing and reading-out-loud of every passing billboard. After a couple hundred such noticings of these advertising relics, the thematic frequent fliers become appare
... See more…the higher ed bubble, wherein students are commonly paying upwards of $90,000/year to learn how to do laundry and read Chaucer.
— Peter Thiel
Life
Eat at a local restaurant tonight. Get the cream sauce. Have a cold pint at 4 o’clock in a mostly empty bar. Go somewhere you’ve never been. Listen to someone you think may have nothing in common with you. Order the steak rare. Eat an oyster. Have a negroni. Have two. Be open to a world where you may not understand or agree with the person next
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Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming “WOO HOO what a ride.”
-– Hunter S. Thompson
The difference between death and taxes is that death doesn’t get worse every time Congress meets.
— Will Rogers
We called my English teacher Scab for no particular reason except that it took the edge off our terror. A big man in a double breasted jacket, he wore tinted glasses that hid his expression. His head looked as if it had been carved rather carelessly from a boiled ham. “You are not going to like me,” he said to us in our first class, when I was 13.
... See moreWhen at last he emerged, tarred and feathered by sleep, the phone escaped his grasp like a sliver of soap, forcing him to lean over the side of the bed and fumble about on the floor.
Jackson Lamb and the Slow Horses Learn How to Spell Profanity
the very quality that Baldassare Castiglione named sprezzatura , the aesthetic power of a gentleman, of an artist, in this case an artist in colorful and technically daring profanity.
A Shit Ton of Infixing and Interposing Lands on Slough House, Everyone Survives
Voght described the attendees’ looks as “a smear of pastels and florals — ruffles on their dresses, cowboy boots on their feet, bows on their curls. The aesthetic could be summed up as Laura Ingalls Wilder-core, as if the little house on the prairie had been down the street from a Sephora.” — MAGA and the single girl