Whether you like it or not, issue number two of The General Review is out! Brand new, never-before-posted-on-the-internet content all about how we stopped worrying and learned to love stone fruit. Megan wrote about pluots in SoCal, and Jess filled her pages with a silly drawing of a peach.
Stay tuned for June and seafood.
Woot.
You become who you are by accident, sometimes, by intention and vision and self-renewal and desire others.
I’m lucky and I’m driven and I love my life right now — but I’m luckiest to still have so many people from so many eras and areas of my life still around and part of my daily life. And sometimes I get to take self-indulgent time with people who have known me since long before I became this-me, and through a few different versions of me, and who will be around for future-mes. And they haven’t always liked me, and I haven’t always been happy with who I am, but we’re all still here today and we’re happy.
That’s luck and accident — and intention and vision and self-renewal and desire. And I’m so fucking happy I know this, that I can know this — and that we can talk about it and know this moment is special. That’s magic, and it takes a lifetime to make it.
Women of Saturday Night Live - Gilda Radner
“I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next. Delicious Ambiguity.”
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Oysters
I learned a new skill today.
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“[The] average daydream is about fourteen seconds long and [we] have about two thousand of them per day. In other words, we spend about half of our waking hours — one-third of our lives on earth — spinning fantasies.” — The Storytelling Animal – the science of how we came to live and breathe stories. (via explore-blog)
Some interesting science pointing to daydreams as a crucible of creativity.
(via jtotheizzoe)My entire life makes sense now.
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I just finished creating this facebook worksheet for Romeo and Juliet. Students will use this worksheet to summarize events in acts from the perspective of individual characters. Each table group will have one student assigned to a character in the act, assuring that each group has no character duplicates. Students will then use post it notes to “comment” on activity on other character facebooks from the perspective of their own assigned character.
If anyone wants a higher resolution of this worksheet, let me know and I’ll email it to you. This image can be printed off on a 8x11 piece of paper.
This is an excellent idea/ resource!
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You’re invited. Come say Hi.
This is the best thing to ever have happened to me on Facebook. So exciting I had to rainbow filter it. Thanks, Test Kitchen!!
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I realize “Banksy stole the quote!” is much more dramatic and satisfying than “Banksy made a poor stylistic choice in his book layout, causing confusion years later! He attempted to inform me but had the wrong address!” The man’s not an imbecile. This would have been an absurdly clumsy and doomed attempt at plagiarism. I will also say that in my recent, limited contact with Banksy, he’s gone out of his way to be clear, kind, and genuine, in every way the exact opposite of a twat.
I’m very grateful to everyone who wrote, posted, and tweeted about this. The quote will remain out there with Banksy’s name on it, but the source is now established online (and in future reprints) for anyone who looks deeper. Likewise, no matter what your opinion of Banksy, it’s important and fair to establish that this was not a case of plagiarism. Lack of foresight, yes. Fraud, no.
” — Reading Frenzy ~ Ledger ~ Taking The Piss: Conclusion
Flawless.
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Looking through old pictures. I think this is what Jon wants when he says we should all get permits for the Central Park croquet green. You know, minus the tractor.
What happens in Maine definitely doesn’t stay in Maine.
Me For Moxie! and Moxie for me!!!!
I’d make a joke about this being a picture of a young Rick Santorum, but I really don’t want to besmirch the good name of my favorite soft drink.
It’ll either kill you or cure what ails you.
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