Source: merlinHere’s the thing. It’s the cover from a 1979 post-punk album that’s really good.
And, how about we all share the wealth instead of shaming strangers who aren’t as great at being forty, morose, and pleased with their own makebelieve obscurity.
Start here, new guys. This is Joy Division, and they’re the best, and welcome to the tribe.
Wherein I learn when to be done digging a hole.
“How long are you going to hack at that thing?” I was in the fourth hour of swinging an ax into a hole I had begun digging a couple weekends earlier when I barely heard the question my wife was asking. This was, naturally, not how I thought the battle…
Don’t blame the spotlight if it lands on the wrong subject.
In addition to being a fun book about how the brain works told through the lens of magic, Sleights of Mindhas solidified some definitions for me that I previously struggled to articulate. What is attention; what’s a distraction? More saliently, how can we…
Two new
After I explained that I have nearly 600 of the things, the Asian lady working at the candy store was in awe that I found two new Pez dispensers in her shop.
The Internet ‘Narcissism Epidemic’
[The Atlantic](http://theatlantic.com/health/archive/2013/03/the-internet-narcissism-epidemic/274336/)
> Do not let narcissists set your standards.
That’s fine for Louis
[Louis C.K.](http://www.nytimes.com/2013/04/07/arts/for-louis-c-k-the-jokes-on-him.html?_r=1&)
> There’s people that say: “It’s not fair. You have all that stuff.” I wasn’t born with it. It was a horrible process to get to this. It took me my whole…
Internet of Things
[Information Week](http://mobile.informationweek.com/80269/show/85f0f3053113336a9b93b820a8917102/)
>Moreover, people actually get something out of running their own lives rather than being mere endpoints for network notifications.
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>By outsourcing…
Last night, Ann Margaret and I heard a knock on the door. It was loud and urgent sounding. I went out in the front yard but all I saw was the neighbor girl that lives across the street, sitting in the grass futzing with her bike. She said she didn’t see…
