"All that is gold does not glitter. Not all those who wander are lost."
Mark Rothko, Untitled, 1949
Once Kris and I were walking down by the Marina in SF after dinner and one of the houses on the water had a huge glass window. Staring down at us from that steeple of affluence was a giant Rothko painting.tamburina
At times I cringe because my family is so yogi, who-cares-if-you-get-whatever-pierced, vegetarian, let’s-eat-lunch-at-whole-foods, organic, granola, hippie. But then I realize that is exactly why I love them. Best of luck to my baby sister who is embarking on the lovely journey that is yoga teacher training.
My sister is applying to college this fall so I’m taking my time reading all these articles about applications and admissions. New Republic had a good one recently about Ivy Leagues. This one quote really stood out to me:
“These enviable youngsters [those at top-tier universities] appear to be the winners in the race we have made of childhood.”
"Race." Like we’re all just lab rats.
I’ve never been religious but I count my lucky stars every night.
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this is why language mattersThe FJP
Lizzy, Keyian, and I played chess like this at Washington Square Park outside one of NYU’s dorms. The guy we played with kept repeating himself and it was only halfway through the game that we noticed he was piss drunk.Humans of New York
I read Rookie to see what my wife’s up to; she’s one of the people running the site. Fortunately, it’s great: soulful and entertaining and continually surprising. Unfortunately, it’s totally reshaped my music listening so now my playlist at the gym is that of a 15-year-old girl’s. Lots of Charli XCX lately.Ira Glass
"Take Me Home, Country Roads" John Denver
Take me home to the place I belong
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The New Yorker
Today’s daily cartoon by Farley Katz: http://nyr.kr/1l3LIq0
Humans of New York
"My husband was an editor at the New York Times, so he’d work really late nights, and I’d sometimes get lonely. So I started letting this tomcat into our house everyday. But my husband was horribly allergic to cats, so right before he’d get home, I’d let the cat back out again. But one night it was raining so hard that I refused to let the cat out, and my husband stayed up all night sneezing. And that’s how I got a puppy!"