The Link's

A hodgepodge of random tidbit postings. Holla at link dot family at yahoo.com
July 22

cultrvultr:

Harvard Sailing Team - Sound Check Guy
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“ The only true currency in this bankrupt world is what you share with someone else when you’re uncool. Almost Famous (via pinkhotel)
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ginnygal: My favorite candle.  It’s a light and pretty scent.  (Can a scent be pretty?)Stella, by Tocca.  About $36, lasts forever.  It’s worth it, trust me.  Love this brand.

ginnygal:

My favorite candle.  It’s a light and pretty scent.  (Can a scent be pretty?)Stella, by Tocca.  About $36, lasts forever.  It’s worth it, trust me.

 Love this brand.

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boredorborder: mrmt: The most beautiful suicide (kottke.org) edit : On May 1, 1947, Evelyn McHale leapt to her death from the observation deck of the Empire State Building. Photographer Robert Wiles took a photo of McHale a few minutes after her death. The photo ran a couple of weeks later in Life magazine accompanied by the following caption: On May Day, just after leaving her fiancé, 23-year-old Evelyn McHale wrote a note. ‘He is much better off without me … I wouldn’t make a good wife for anybody,’ … Then she crossed it out. She went to the observation platform of the Empire State Building. Through the mist she gazed at the street, 86 floors below. Then she jumped. In her desperate determination she leaped clear of the setbacks and hit a United Nations limousine parked at the curb. Across the street photography student Robert Wiles heard an explosive crash. Just four minutes after Evelyn McHale’s death Wiles got this picture of death’s violence and its composure. via http://appleseed.tumblr.com/

boredorborder:

mrmt:

The most beautiful suicide (kottke.org)
edit : On May 1, 1947, Evelyn McHale leapt to her death from the observation deck of the Empire State Building. Photographer Robert Wiles took a photo of McHale a few minutes after her death. The photo ran a couple of weeks later in Life magazine accompanied by the following caption: On May Day, just after leaving her fiancé, 23-year-old Evelyn McHale wrote a note. ‘He is much better off without me … I wouldn’t make a good wife for anybody,’ … Then she crossed it out. She went to the observation platform of the Empire State Building. Through the mist she gazed at the street, 86 floors below. Then she jumped. In her desperate determination she leaped clear of the setbacks and hit a United Nations limousine parked at the curb. Across the street photography student Robert Wiles heard an explosive crash. Just four minutes after Evelyn McHale’s death Wiles got this picture of death’s violence and its composure. via http://appleseed.tumblr.com/
July 18
itsbedtime: forwhenifeellikesharing: planettampon: It only took two seconds to hear him speak for me to want him to die. And then he mentions this obsession with tanning. Homo’s like this should go far, far away, like to Tanzania or Paraguay or something. Given his rate of tanning, you won’t have to wait long. Melanoooooma. He’s also lying about his age. 23? No. Way. … Although, he does “have as serious addiction to tanning, whatever you call that,” so maybe it’s just the fact that he’s turned his skin into leather. (And I’d “call that” indicative of bigger issues… like a blackhole in your skull.) I also hate him because he’s one of those people with a slightly unique name and had to jazz it up by throwing in extra letters. b-l-a-Y-n-e. Ugh. I’m sorry, but between the sniffing and the sunken face, am I the only person who is convinced this dude is on meth?  I was thinking coke. Speaking of convinced, is anyone else shocked he’s from Seattle?

itsbedtime:

forwhenifeellikesharing:

planettampon:

It only took two seconds to hear him speak for me to want him to die. And then he mentions this obsession with tanning. Homo’s like this should go far, far away, like to Tanzania or Paraguay or something.

Given his rate of tanning, you won’t have to wait long. Melanoooooma.

He’s also lying about his age. 23? No. Way. … Although, he does “have as serious addiction to tanning, whatever you call that,” so maybe it’s just the fact that he’s turned his skin into leather. (And I’d “call that” indicative of bigger issues… like a blackhole in your skull.)

I also hate him because he’s one of those people with a slightly unique name and had to jazz it up by throwing in extra letters. b-l-a-Y-n-e. Ugh.

I’m sorry, but between the sniffing and the sunken face, am I the only person who is convinced this dude is on meth?

 I was thinking coke. Speaking of convinced, is anyone else shocked he’s from Seattle?

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itsbedtime: suitep: cvxn: via nerdalert: byerinb: modernmommy: It’s seeing shit like this that makes me not want to die alone.  OK, you got me. A double dose of cute expecting was not I. I would spoil that kid rotten.

itsbedtime:

suitep:

cvxn:

via nerdalert: byerinb: modernmommy:

It’s seeing shit like this that makes me not want to die alone.

 OK, you got me. A double dose of cute expecting was not I. I would spoil that kid rotten.

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whateverlolawants: The kid from About A Boy… Wow. (cameronchristopher:paperflowers)  Sooo, he’s gay?

whateverlolawants:

The kid from About A Boy…

Wow.

(cameronchristopher:paperflowers)

 Sooo, he’s gay?

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aja: Flickr find of Fairbanks, Alaska, my hometown. It’s the sort of place that has such lush natural beauty that it could make you believe in God, and enough religious zealots in it to turn you right back into an Atheist.  Wow. Great photo.

aja:

Flickr find of Fairbanks, Alaska, my hometown. It’s the sort of place that has such lush natural beauty that it could make you believe in God, and enough religious zealots in it to turn you right back into an Atheist.

 Wow. Great photo.

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Charles Bronson

I just got solicited by a chocolate lover’s site. Apparently, it’s a site set up by a lot of chocoholics and they want me to submit my brownies for a review on their site. So that’s, uh, pretty cool.

I’m going to do it, but I hope they give me a good review. I mean, I’m pretty confident in my product - it’s just that at the end of the day I have no control over what they will say. Like Iron Chef (I’m no where near that echelon of culinary cookery), I frequently think a dish looks like it’ll be pretty good and then some 25 year old douchebag from Bon Appetite gets all Charles Bronson on it and dropkicks it like some hijacking Arab.

July 11

Moksha

Wow. That’s all I can say really. My business is starting to blossom and it’s a really great feeling. I took the risk to pursue what makes me happy and what’s really awesome is that it makes other people happy as well. :)

I got my biggest order today - which really isn’t very big at all, but it’s a huge achievment for me. This lady is expecting and her dad’s office threw her a baby shower so she contacted me to make them a dozen thank you brownies. I just googled the delivery address and oh my gosh it’s a block away from the old world trade center! I’ve never been to some place so glamorous as downtown NYC (I’m sure some locals might beg to differ, but to me that’s pretty darn close to the center of the universe). To me this is so cool! Someone from the big city found me on etsy and chose me to make her brownies! Knowing people can find little ol’ me and want my favorite brownies just blows me away.