Archives: 2013 November

Archive for November, 2013

Happy Thanksgiving From The Goods And Batman

Thanks, Tessa.

Ice That Will Melt Your Heart

The Selfless Selfie

“I think that anybody who’s anti-selfie is really just a hater. Because, truthfully, why shouldn’t people take pictures of themselves? When I’m on Instagram and I see that somebody took a picture of themselves, I’m like, ‘Thank you.’ I don’t need to see a picture of the sky, the trees, plants. There’s only one you… There’s all this bullshit about ‘the younger kids today are more self-absorbed.’ It’s like, give me a fucking break! I’ve been in nursing homes, where my grandma is. I’ve seen some of the most selfish people on the planet in there… And the world that these kids are born into literally could not get more selfish. The world is so fucked-up and unequal and full of assholes. You can’t blame it on the younger generation.”

— Vampire Weekend’s Ezra Koenig on the Oxford English Dictionary’s favorite new word (via Pitchfunk)

Copy Writer Writes A Joke

Thanks, @jbsgreenberg!

Hi, My Name Is Dog

Thanks, Caira!

Dinosaur Toy Story

A pair of parents have been setting up different dinosaur tableau every afternoon while their children sleep:

Why do we do this? Because in the age of iPads and Netflix, we don’t want our kids to lose their sense of wonder and imagination. In a time when the answers to all the world’s questions are a web-search away, we want our kids to experience a little mystery. All it takes is some time and energy, creativity, and a few plastic dinosaurs.

Childhood is fleeting, so let’s make sure it’s fun while it lasts.

We’re totally with you, mom and dad, but give yourselves some credit. Life is fleeting and it looks as if you’re doing a fine job of making sure each day is a little different from the last — for your kids, for yourselves, and for all of us.

Puppies Learning How To Howl

Thanks, T.

R.I.P 5 Pointz

5 Pointz met its inglorious end today, but as we said last week, the New York City graffiti mecca had a most amazing run and won’t soon be forgotten. There’s also comfort in knowing the artists behind the building should find a new facade to beautify before we know it.

When I Was In The Third Grade…

Russian Kid At The Club Can’t Be Bothered (In 1997)

Where are you now, young cosmonaut?

Thanks, Font.