I am so close to finishing my Masters forever. A couple of hours away, I’d say. This seems like a good time to start organising all my media files again.
He’s my friend who’s opening a restaurant tonight and you’re going to be there, cousin.
wow. I don’t remember being this impressed with any show for a while. an unbelievable season finale. It felt like they had put a nice little bow on the show as a whole, with the unbelievable victory lap that was the unity concert, and then they finish up with that last sequence?
The writing on this show is flawless. Best cast in any TV program on television, one of the best of all time. It’s been a patch, uninspiring season, but the finale made me a believer again.
Without a Ph.D., Mr. Coates is an uncommon visiting professor at MIT. In fact, he doesn’t even have a college degree, having dropped out of Howard University, failing both British and American literature. Before that, he failed 11th-grade English.
“If you had told me he would be a big deal, I would have said, ‘Get real,’” said Times media critic David Carr. Mr. Coates’s first writing gig was at the Washington City Paper, where Mr. Carr was his editor. “He needed work. He was not a great speller. He wasn’t terrific with names. And he wasn’t all that ambitious.”
Indeed, it was an inauspicious beginning.
via NY Observer
Always in love with Ta-Nehesi Coates
This is everything I aspire to. Not limited to, but definitely including, that amazing smile of his after being very very cruel on television for yucks.
“Comedy thrives inside a fixed frame. It’s not an essential element, but as with dancing and magic tricks, it’s always more impressive if the viewer can see the performer’s hands and feet at all times. In Sherlock, Jr, Keaton moves the camera when he has to, during all of the movie’s crazy chases. But even then, the motion is limited: Keaton tracks alongside the actors, or he attaches the camera to the front of one of the moving vehicles so that he can keep all the action inside the rectangle.Sherlock, Jr. is at its funniest, though, when the camera stays still, and the characters move in and out, like figures in a side-scrolling platform videogame. Maybe that’s because the fixed frame emphasizes the characters as characters, arriving into the picture exactly when needed for the plot—and sometimes remaining stuck there, like the projectionist, never confident that he can find a way to break out of the box.”
Noel Murray kicks off our Movie Of The Week discussion of the 1924 classic Sherlock, Jr. with an examination of how Buster Keaton’s physical comedy thrived in a fixed environment of boxes and lines. [Read more…]
I remember the first time I did standup, Joe Mande invited me to come do a show at Rififi in the East Village. He was like, “Dude, you’ve gotta try it, man. You’re telling all these stories. Come do my show. Me and Noah Garfinkel host it. We’re all friends, we’ve got your back.” And I went up, and I don’t remember a single joke I told, but I was so nervous that I kept inexplicably putting my hands in and out of my back pocket. Physically, it was a very uncomfortable set. Joke-wise, I remember feeling okay about what I wrote, but physically, I was all over the map. Joe Mande, who was one of my best friends then and still is now, went up on stage afterwards. He was like, “I really hope Gethard found what he was digging for back there because I could not stop looking at it.” He kind of gave it to me. As the host of the show, I think he needed to adjust it for the audience’s comfort level, but I don’t think I did standup for nine months after that. I think I did it once and then it was almost a year before I did it again because it was scary. It was straight-up scary.
- Chris Gethard, talking about doing stand-up from a sketch background.
I loved his interview a lot. I can’t wait for The Chris Gethard Show to join the absurd line-up of television that Comedy Central has going.
Opening Ceremony Blog Exclusive - Spike Jonze Presents: Lil Buck and Yo-Yo Ma (by OpeningCeremonyNY)
While we were showing each other youtube videos of incredible human prowess last night, I put this on. I remember yelling “fuck you guys, all I have is this and Broad City” in the middle of it at some point.
It was/wasn’t my finest moment.
you know what
I loved unicorns when I was eleven/twelve years old and then I learned that it was real soft and nerdy to love unicorns so I checked out of the whole unicorn-liking mindset because I felt a need to be hardening myself and copping a dark-stuff-only stance
then when I was 19 my girlfriend gave me a coffee cup with a unicorn on it and on receiving it I discovered that I had internalized some bullshit anti-unicorn stance and it made me sad
to those unicorns who didn’t get liked by me during my bullshit years: my bad, do you like carrots, I will leave a plate of carrots out by the back door, I also have oats
In which Jaime required coffee in order to sit through the wedding vows. [x]
magic hand, magic coffee. all canon folks.
Nujabes - Lady Brown (by LuvSicc)
I know, I know, I am so late to this. Amazing, chilled-out beats. There’s a real under-current of restraint to them.
Identical twins Scott and Mark Kelly, in addition to looking a little like squished versions of Dan Aykroyd in “Coneheads,” are also both astronauts. Mark is retired, a Scott is still very much active—he’s set for a 1-year mission to the International Space Station with cosmonaut Mikhail Kornienko starting April, 2015.
Having one identical twin in space for a full year while the the other twin is on the ground provides NASA with a unique opportunity: The ability to study the long-terms effects of space travel.
Because Mark is an identical twin, he will effectively provide NASA with a “control group” against which they can test the changes that occur in Scott.
In my ideal world, twins aren’t so much people as they are people-like experimental resources. good work NASA.
My body is wildly undisciplined and I deny myself nearly everything I desire. I deny myself the right to space when I am public, trying to fold in on myself, to make my body invisible even though it is, in fact, grandly visible. I deny myself the right to a shared armrest because how dare I impose? I deny myself entry into certain spaces I have deemed inappropriate for a body like mine—most spaces inhabited by other people.I deny myself bright colors in my clothing choices, sticking to a uniform of denim and dark shirts even though I have a far more diverse wardrobe. I deny myself certain trappings of femininity as if I do not have the right to such expression when my body does not follow society’s dictates for what a woman’s body should look like. I deny myself gentler kinds of affection—to touch or be kindly touched—as if that is a pleasure a body like mine does not deserve.Punishment is, in fact, one of the few things I allow myself. I deny myself my attractions. I have them, oh I do, but dare not express them, because how dare I want. How dare I confess my want? How dare I try to act on that want? I deny myself so much and still there is so much desire throbbing beneath my surfaces.Denial merely puts what we want just beyond reach but we still know it’s there.
SHARAYA J - SMASH UP THE PLACE (by Sharaya J)
This song is what Tom Haverford would describe as “a banger”. Even if it takes a full minute and a half to get started. Overly long pointless intros are my least favourite hip-hop tradition.