October 2011
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Oct 30th
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Oct 30th
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Oct 30th
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Oct 30th
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Oct 28th
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        From the moment I first started living here in Vietnam, I’ve been loving how never a day passed by without me walking around groups of men staring and commenting intense games of Chinese chess (Xiàngqí 象棋). Crouched and all hunched up  in a circle on the sidewalk, setting up games while waiting for the bus, or in a small corner of a café, waiting religiously for a new...
Oct 27th
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POLICE BRUTALITY CHARGES SWEEP ACROSS THE U.S. →
One can now add this story to the statistics. Shame on you violent officers, i hope you understand now why people don’t think you deserve any respect.
Oct 26th
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Oct 26th
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Oct 26th
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Oct 26th
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“I hate people who say “Science doesn’t know everything!”. Science realizes it...”
– Dara O’Briain
Oct 24th
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Oct 24th
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Unscrupulous roach Rupert Murdoch reelected to the... →
Oct 21st
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Oct 20th
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Oct 20th
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“The truth about the world, he said, is that anything is possible. Had you not seen it all from birth and thereby bled it of its strangeness it would appear to you for what it is, a hat trick in a medicine show, a fevered dream, a trance bepopulate with chimeras having neither analogue nor precedent, an itinerant carnival, a migratory tentshow whose ultimate destination after many a pitch in...
Oct 20th
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Oct 19th
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Oct 19th
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Oct 18th
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Oct 18th
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Oct 18th
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Oct 18th
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Tom Waits Interviewed →
“It’s weird talking about really funky old neighborhoods that you haven’t been to in a while. There’s this corner of 9th and Hennepin in Minneapolis. It used to spell trouble; now it spells sandals and yogurt.”
Oct 18th
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Oct 17th
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‘I have no aptitude for prudently cultivating a given field and gathering in the harvest year after year: I have a neolithic kind of intelligence. Like native bush fires, it sometimes sets unexplored areas alight; it may fertilize them and snatch a few crops from them, and then it  moves on, leaving scorched earth in its wake.’                                   Claude...
Oct 16th
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Mitchell, Webb and Fry
I just found out that there’s going to be a BBC Dickensian romp starring three of my favorite British comedians: David Mitchell, Robert Webb and Stephen Fry. They named the series ‘The Bleak Old Shop of Stuff’ and it’ll start next Christmas. (source)
Oct 16th
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Oct 15th
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Oct 15th
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This here’s a teeny tiny water flea magnified a hundred times. Just for you.
Oct 13th
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Oct 13th
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Oct 12th
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Florida Republican introduces bill to bring back... →
The horror.  Rep.Drake is a complete ass, an idiot filled with hate.
Oct 12th
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Oct 12th
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Oct 12th
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Oct 12th
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Oct 12th
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The Lost Photographs of Cap'n Robert Scott →
Oct 11th
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’ My soul is impatient with itself, as with a bothersome child; its restlessness keeps growing and is forever the same. Everything interests me, but nothing holds me. I attend to everything, dreaming all the while. I’m two, and both keep their distance — Siamese twins that aren’t attached. ‘ Fernando PESSOA
Oct 11th
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Oct 10th
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Oct 10th
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Oct 10th
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Oct 10th
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I just discovered the works of Brendan Wenzel, whose weird bug-eyed animal illustrations are pretty damn awesome. Brendan Wenzel is, in his own words, ‘a New York based illustrator with great affection for all things furrier and scalier than himself.’  His ON THE EDGE collection features creatures that are dangling over the great gully of extinction. This one is the CRESTED BLACK...
Oct 9th
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What do we know? Who speaks? We knock ourselves in the dark ; we are in the supernatural up to our necks. We play hide and seek with the gods. We know nothing, nothing, nothing. Jean Cocteau, Orpheus
Oct 9th
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Oct 6th
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Oct 6th
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Black Star, still the best combo to my ears, is... →
Rejoice all you hippity hoppers.
Oct 6th
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Oct 6th
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