I'm a penny in a diamond mine.
This blog started out as an account of my travels, but recently devolved into a shrine to Jack White and inappropriate humor. Enjoy!
I want to send Michael Bay endless letters telling him how I’m almost as appalled by him as I am by genocide, how his films are the cinematic equivalent of cervical cancer, and how he is a failure as a human being. I hate him. So much.
I beg young people to travel. If you don’t have a passport, get one. Take a summer, get a backpack and go to Delhi, go to Saigon, go to Bangkok, go to Kenya. Have your mind blown. Eat interesting food. Dig some interesting people. Have an adventure. Be careful. Come back and you’re going to see your country differently, you’re going to see your president differently, no matter who it is. Music, culture food, water. Your showers will become shorter. You’re going to get a sense of what globalization looks life. It’s not what Tom Friedman writes about; I’m sorry. You’re going to see that global climate change is very real. And that for some people, their day consists of walking 12 miles for four buckets of water. And so there are lessons that you can’t get out of a book that are waiting for you at the other end of that flight. A lot of people – Americans and Europeans – come back and go, “ohhhhhh” And the light bulbs goes on.
Henry Rollins (via beholdthesedays)
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Elliot’s face though… I can’t.
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So fuckin’ colorful. Awesome.
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LIKE A BOSS!
I came home Saturday night sobbing so hard I’m pretty sure I scared the living hell out of my roommate and her boyfriend. Hooray for lonely girl problems!
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