Nowadays, instead of saying, “He’s a prick,” I’ll say, “He’s complicated.”
Nowadays, instead of saying, “He’s a prick,” I’ll say, “He’s complicated.”
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Jasper Johns (b. 1930), Flag on Orange Field (1957)
Orange flag art
Are men boring? A straw poll among friends and relations would suggest the contention is so irrefutable that evidence is barely necessary.
To get an A on an essay test when you only vaguely know the answer, write the answer as a sonnet. Submitted by: Suzette Haden Elgin
That's the title of today's post from Tyler Cowen both at his blog and as a guest blogger at Penguin. His point seems to be that the book you've read is likely not the best book you could be reading, and by passing it down the line (via donation or BookMooch or leaving it somewhere in public) your "gift" is preventing someone from reading something better. He says the calculations here are tricky; you could give the book to a friend, but if the friend is highly discriminating, then your standing in their eyes could suffer by proffering them a substandard book. Better to avoid those calculations and simply throw the book in the trash. The author has been paid, you've gotten what you want out of the book, and you've saved some poor schlub from having to make the calculations you made when you thought about buying the book in the first place.
His commenters are mainly book-lovers who beseech, implore, and adjure to donate the book to a library for its book sale, or a thrift store, or just leave it somewhere as a serendipitous gift for someone else. They also point out that Tyler may not know his friends as well as he thinks and that the second-bookstore or thrift shop would know better than he what value books have in their local market.
I go through periodic book purges. My usual method is to pile them up in a box (along with any CDs I've stopped listening to) and take them to BDFAR or Nice Price for trade. Whatever they don't take, I donate to the library for their book sale. And then the box goes back into the closet to collect more books, the making of which there is no ending.
I had a friend years ago who threw away an Anais Nin book because she thought it was so trashy she couldn't bear it anymore. I remember being astonished at the time (I was in my 20s) at the thought of throwing a book into the trash. Even for books I despised, I still would trade them for something better. Today, I'm still more likely than not to write in the margins and trade them if possible, even though I have less time today than ever to read books. My goal now is to either borrow them from the library or in some other way reduce the flow taking up room on my shelves, so that I reduce the time spent on purging them later.
Do you read a lot of contemporary fiction these days? Like everyone else, no, I don’t.
someecards have a wonderfully snarky, face-slapping, aphoristic intensity to their e-card messages. They don't always work and aren't always funny, but the classically lined clip art helps, and when their one-liners do connect, I smile and nod in admiration. What got my attention today were their terribly well-directed Facebook slams.
There is a kind of heroic pessimism running through this work, and one is inclined to appropriate for the sort of essay collected in this volume a lament Vidal once delivered for the novel: “Our lovely vulgar and most human art is at an end, if not the end. Yet that is no reason not to want to practice it, or even to read it. In any case, rather like priests who have forgotten the meaning of the prayers they chant, we shall go on for quite a long time talking of books and writing books, pretending all the while not to notice that the church is empty and the parishioners have gone elsewhere to attend other gods, perhaps in silence or with new words.”
Watch out for cars with bumper stickers.
That’s the surprising conclusion of a recent study by Colorado State University social psychologist William Szlemko. Drivers of cars with…
Decreasing the choice of candy bars for sale at a movie will proportionately increase the amount of dollars the candy concession makes. Submitted by: Gerry M. Flick, MD, JC, BCLM, Ship’s Surgeon,…
Always ask your spouse to explain their feelings. Never ask your spouse to justify their feelings. Submitted by: James Erwin, Editor, Des Moines, IA, USA
For TV appearances, match the color of your make-up to the color of the tip of your tongue. Submitted by: Sharon K. Yntema, writer, Ithaca, New York
“First they ignore you, then they ridicule you, then they fight you, then you win.”
penelopetrunk: In Tulsa. Blogging from airport to hotel. Driver: Do you write a lot? Me: Yes. I’m a journalist. Driver: Cool. I try to keep a journal, too.
Always figure out who your characters are before you figure out your plot. You can follow a good character through a bad plot, but you can’t make a good plot out of a bad character. Submitted by:…
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It’s always fun to spot a book on the new books table that has a die-cut jacket; it’s especially fun to discover whimsy printed underneath on the book itself.
The Drunkard’s Walk: How Randomness Rules Our Lives
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From the New York Times, June 7, 1868. This item is Memorial Day’s first appearance in the Times.
Memorial Day
The traditional library was a citadel sacred to the notion of omniscience; the web, by contrast, is 'the emblem of our ambition of omnipresence', like a supermarket that boundlessly proliferates in space and deluges the planet with its tacky wares. 'The library that contained everything,' Manguel laments, 'has become the library that contains anything.'
To know whether the moon you see tonight will be bigger or smaller tomorrow night - In the Northern Hemisphere, the moon spells “DOC” each month - first it looks like a “D” (waxing moon), then an “O”…
A London-based couple wanted easy ways to maximize the use of space in their small flat, and a built-in staircase-shaped bookcase does the job. This isn’t a DIY project—an architect…
hotdogsladies: Listening to NPR hosts talk about sports is like watching cats try to play chess. Adorable.