I really enjoyed this show. It is only 6 episodes, which I appreciate, and it pulls you in right away. It is probably best described as a psychological thriller? But there is action, mystery, twists, and all sorts of stuff. No fluff – it is solid the whole way through and hard to guess where it is heading.
Plus, it has British people saying “ma’am” in a way that sounds like “mom” so it has that going for it too.
I loved this podcast spoof. A few friends thought it was cheesy and gave up. But I standby my take that it builds and gets better in the last few episodes. Strongly recommend giving it a chance.
This guy is wild. It is a long profile but worth the time. Almost too many good parts to quote. You’re not going to believe it but… this guy is a character. I’m going with this one.
“The more you don’t believe in Polish people, the more determined we are. To prove themselves, Polish people will endure everything. If you aren’t willing to suffer, you can do nothing. You can sit and die. This is the only one thing you can do.”
Doba has a deep, almost performance-art-like sense of this. You can be made small by life or rage against it. “Nie chce byc malym szarym czlowiekiem,” he told me. “I do not want to be a little gray man.” This is a common expression in Poland — and a good motto for us all.
While it is nowhere even remotely near the suffering this guy has endured, this is how I often think during races. Running hurts. But when I’m running well, I lean into the pain and suffering.
I stumbled into 9th Wonder’s Zion series of albums recently. So good. I love these sort of chopped up soul, hip hop beats that blend together. This song, SirBlue!!!, has been my favorite so far.
I love Tracksmith. Sure – their stuff is expensive and skews preppy. But you know what? I like how they celebrate the amateur spirit of running. As a New Englander, I enjoy their aggressively New England vibes. And the items I’ve purchased from them have all been phenomenal in terms of quality, fit, and so on.
Plus, they introduced me to this poem.
The Song of the Ungirt Runners by Charles Hamilton Sorley
We swing ungirded hips,
And lightened are our eyes,
The rain is on our lips,
We do not run for prize.
We know not whom we trust
Nor whitherward we fare,
But we run because we must
Through the great wide air.
The waters of the seas
Are troubled as by storm.
The tempest strips the trees
And does not leave them warm.
Does the tearing tempest pause?
Do the tree-tops ask it why?
So we run without a cause
‘Neath the big bare sky.
The rain is on our lips,
We do not run for prize.
But the storm the water whips
And the wave howls to the skies.
The winds arise and strike it
And scatter it like sand,
And we run because we like it
Through the broad bright land.
Here is the great temptation of all middle age – comfort and security – but the surest death to the artist if accepted wholly
— Dawn Powell
This excerpt from A Diamond to Cut New York struck me (sidebar: the Dec 3rd issue of The New Yorker that re-ran a lot of old pieces has been oddly fun).
This has happened to me a few times now. I’ll see something specific to the arts or advice for artists and find that it applies much more broadly if you reframe it. Exhibit A: Jerry Saltz’s How to be an artist..
Anyways, don’t get too comfortable.
This has been all over the internet today and rightfully so. It’s a good reminder of the value of showing up in meaningful moments and the shared humanity between us all. Plus, Lin sounded like a good dude.
I’m never organized enough to make myself a year end list of favorites but this song would be on there if I did.
I couldn’t let 2018 come to a close without a Gritty reference. I don’t know how but Gritty is like the one thing to have gotten popular on the internet without also immediately being destroyed by the internet. Truly special.
Oh man, I love this idea so much. Need to find more photos on this place and really wish I can visit it someday, somehow.
This episode is horrifying on many levels. Government doing huge favors for specific companies seems to always backfire, no?
I don’t know how to properly source this image. I see it pop in various places from time to time. Most recently via Huckberry.. It probably qualifies as “basic” at this point.
Whatever, it’s fun and I like it.
I ordered what could be described as a cheesy keychain from Adam J. Kurtz. And I received what could be described as a bunch of cheesy extras – including this sticker.
But, you know what, I loved it all. More cheese, please.
Right for a right, wrong for a wrong
This is clearly not life’s design
Figure out quickly that nothing gets answered
When you ask the universe why
Life is a journey, to live is to worry
To love is to lose your damn mind
But living’s a blessing so I am not stressing
Man, the thoughtfulness and the story telling of the lyrics in this song floor me. Every. Single. Time.
There’s also the story of New College, at Oxford. In the 1800s, they noticed the old oak beams in the ceiling of their dining hall were rotting — and they couldn’t buy new ones, since oak had been over-harvested.
But it turned out that the people who’d built the school 500 years earlier had planted a grove of oak trees for this very reason: They knew the beams would eventually rot, and they planned far ahead for it.
The excerpt above from this piece really stuck out to me. It’s a fun story that’s a good example of holistic system thinking. I hope it’s true.
Tiger got to hunt, bird got to fly;
Man got to sit and wonder ‘why, why, why?’
Tiger got to sleep, bird got to land;
Man got to tell himself he understand.
Bokononism is definitely my favorite religion. I should probably re-read Cat’s Cradle soon.
This feels less like a playlist and more like an education about an era of music I don’t know very well. I kept having the sensation of thinking that I recognized a song only to realize that I was picking up on the part of the beat that had been sampled by modern songs… which is actually a pretty fun listening experience.
I’m not one for high fashion but something about this Gucci ad in a recent issue of The New Yorker was eye catching. It’s so stylized and has such a specific vibe to it.
AKA one of the best events of the year in Salem. It is organized by Historic Salem and really marks the start of the Christmas season in my mind. I like having a little time after Thanksgiving to decompress before jumping right into the next holiday.
This year focused on the Derby St neighborhood with 350th (!) anniversary of The House of Seven Gables and Nathaniel Hawthorne playing a particularly big role.
The house was turned into a museum in 1910 by Caroline Emmerton who used the proceeds to offer classes and workshops to the local immigrant community. She is a badass and her story is really cool. Worth a further look.
Anyways, it was a beautiful day with lots of other great historic homes and stories being featured too.
I’m not super familiar with Hot Chip but I like this album and love this song. I need to get more familiar.