Whenever I ask, the answer is usually, “just breathe.”
Author: Brianna Goldberg
Poetry for Presidents
Ian Crouch looks at a brief history of Inaugural poems, from Robert Frost to Elizabeth Alexander, and tells us what we should listen for when Richard Blanco reads his poem on Monday: http://nyr.kr/13MvxHv
Photograph by B. Anthony Stewart/National Geographic/Getty.
Rage Against the Machine// 200 years ago, the Luddites tried to stop technological progress. They didn’t succeed. (LINK)
Shouts & Murmurs: What if Facebook were Yelp? “Terrific friend, would definitely recommend her….I’ve spent years going to Jane for conversation and drinks. She’s got a GREAT vibe and REALLY knows how to listen.”
Me re-watching BBC’s The Hour.
‘Doin’ It’ in Downton Abbey: A Guide to DTA Erotica
A few months ago I was at a birthday party making some small talk and suddenly this stream of monologue about the probable existence of Downton Abbey fanfic erotica started burbling out of my mouth. I looked into it with a bit of Googling, and WHOAH MAMA, there’s some good stuff there, which is SO APPRECIATED in light of the fact that the sexytimes in Season 3 are so DISAPPOINTING. So I wrote a thingie, and then, BLAMMO, yesterday it was on the front page of Jezebel! ENJOY!
“Sandwich Artist”, sandwiches by Brittany Powell as part of her Low-Commitment Projects with Tae Kitakata. I love the idea of quick art projects, and this Mondrian sandwich is superb.
from http://www.booooooom.com via RookieMag.
Sometimes I Impress Myself
You know, a lot of shizz went down this year, 2012, which means I experienced a lot of firsts with you. First time on safari! First time catching a parasite! First time being a “best person” at a wedding! First time having brunch with Claire Danes! And with these and many other firsts emerged many changes. My time living in Nigeria resulted in new obsession with slathering hot sauce all over everything. My visit to Key West for a friend’s wedding resulted in my falling in love, inexplicably, with a long-haired chihuahua in a KW pet-shop window. (I’ve always been a ‘big dog’ person.) The other day I was listening to Said The Gramophone’s best of 2012 list, enjoyed a certain song, and only then learned that it was BY JUSTIN BIEBER.
And now, as I sit here preparing my 2012 music quiz for my buddy’s New Year’s Eve party I can’t help but think back on all the news and firsts and changes of this year. And I have to admit, there is one I am most proud of: I now (almost effortlessly) say “frosting” (so classy!) instead of “icing” (so jejune!) when it comes to cake toppings. I feel like now I truly am a woman. FROSTING! It was a deliberate switch. I felt like when I heard or said the word “frosting” I could almost see/smell/taste the delicious toppin’ coming out of the piping thingie. Whereas, “icing,” well that just made me think of the phrase “icing on the cake.” And would I rather use a term that makes me drool or one that makes me think of a cliche? I think you know the answer. I have no shame and also a supply of drool-absorbing tissues stowed in my handbag at all times.
The Gloss: How To Dine Alone At A Restaurant Like An Ultra Confident Pro [LINK]
Useful tips and an adorable photo of a child nomming on a McDonald’s hash brown. It’s the first time I’ve felt positively about McDonald’s in YEARS!
The Gloss: How To Dine Alone At A Restaurant Like An Ultra Confident Pro [LINK]
Brianna Goldberg 