Despite Field Day being my least favorite day of the year in grade school, I’m voluntarily attending one today. If you’re luckier than me and spending this time in of doors and not playing Capture the Flag, enjoy some fancy reading materials.
- AN ANIMATED JOHNNY CASH INTERVIEW. He talks about his sideburns, touring life, and being ordained by God to sing “Ring of Fire.” PBS is the best.
- “What would you keep children for? So they can get you water on your deathbed?” Stay weird, Human Barbie, stay weird.
- SURPRISE! Tons of famous landmarks are in the middle of large cities. But no, for real, I had no idea the Pyramids of Giza looked like this, or that Stonehenge was part of the commute for some folks.
- Southerners: It’s not that we’re sorry, it’s that we’re sorry we got caught.
- We actually want to date ourselves.
- No, really.
- Being kayak-jacked is the hell I never knew I feared the most.
- Would anyone like to go treasure hunting with me? This is a real question. My contact info is in the About tab.
- Treat yourself to a decent towel.
- Here’s a visual guide to the best style of coffee to drink in each country. I can vouch for a couple, but now I just want to go to Asia to try all these odd combos I hadn’t previously considered.
For the last six or so weeks, I’ve been obsessed– obsessed– with my health (“to the surprise of absolutely no one,” says my roommate. “I bet you also love to read advice columns.” He’s on to me.). I’ve been thinking about it constantly. I’ve been blessed to have great health, but preventative medicine is the best medicine, or so I heard on NPR. There’s so much conflicting information out there and it makes me feel like I may as well keep doing what I’m doing, because hey, that’s not going badly, or at least not yet. I consulted with a variety of friends in the medical field about how to take care of myself– a pharmacist, someone who works in insurance, two nurses, a personal trainer, a nutritionist, a surgeon, a physical therapist, a medical journalist, and three doctors– and got a ton of information. It inspired me to take stock of my habits and practices, get my family’s complete medical records, and do some research about what options are available for me for care. It’s helping me to sleep better at night, and so I wanted to pass that along to you.
There’s stuff you can control, stuff you can’t control, and stuff we don’t know one way or the other, but hey, doesn’t hurt to have all the information, right? Continue reading “You Should Know How to Do This: Be Healthy”
I think Sommer Browning is one of the most talented young poets writing, and I know I am being a Bad Feminist, but she’s also super pretty, which doesn’t even seem fair, because COME ON HER POEMS ARE REALLY GOOD TOO. Anyway, we follow each other on Twitter and I think she’s a riot.
What We Have
|The earth’s crust
is like a cooking pancake
in a black iron skillet, exceptinstead of sitting on the stove
it shoots around the kitchen.
It’s amazing how sturdy it feels
on top, in our dim museums.
Ignoring how much we ignore,
How desperate life is to live
So if you’ve been living on the internet for the last couple days, you’ve probably heard about Heartbleed, a staggering security bug that is ravaging somewhere between 1/3 and 2/3s of the internet, depending on who you ask. Or maybe you live on the internet and haven’t heard about this– that’s okay, too. I’ve been pretty surprised that this isn’t front page news, a trending topic on Twitter, and the name of a vegan cafe in Berkeley already; it’s hugely important but flying mostly under the radar.
This isn’t a tech site, obviously, and I’m not any kind of expert on computer security, but I try to be helpful and explain stuff in layman’s terms. If this ends up getting like, three of my readers’ ish locked down, I’ll consider it worth it. I talked to a couple tech-y friends (some in security, some just more knowledgeable about systems, and a few bona fide geeks who love this stuff), took a ton of notes, asked a lot of questions, and got some info about what’s going on, how concerned you should be, and what steps you should take. If you’ve been paying attention so far, you probably saw that this is almost certainly going to touch you in some way, so maybe take some of these steps. The right people are pretty freaked out about this– I plan to take their advice and I think you should too. The worst thing you can do is assume this is no big deal and take no action.
Good morrow, dear readers. Please enjoy these reading materials I have procured for your benefit.
- To the surprise of absolutely no one who has ever been told “I’ll call you.”
- Selfies: The dandy we deserve.
- Heaven’s Gate designed some really ugly websites.
- And directly after that, I offer you what’s wrong with Vice, a site I avoid unless someone sends me something. This could be more broadly titled “what’s wrong with people” but VICE is a good sample.
- I’ve started taking the idea of scheduling really seriously, so some of these ideas may come in handy for time saving. You get so much more time to do stuff you love when you plan your ish.
- Oooh, a lost pilot story! I love early days of aviation mishaps.
- My friend Eliza is now writing for Cosmo, so assume anything hilarious coming out of there is her. Here, we’ve got some Game of Thrones sex tips for ya.
- Billions of average people can together make a good decision. Should we all register for this?
- Some thoughts on this week’s Fort Hood shootings.
- A 25-year-old Jon Hamm on a dating game show.
Today, the first day of National Poetry Month, I reaped the ultimate reward of the used book collector. I opened up this dogeared Rilke traslation and out fluttered someone’s efforts. I haven’t read it yet, but I desperately want it to be good. I’m going to share a poem with you every day, and I think this is a good one to start with. So many people think they don’t “get” poetry, but take Ol Rainer’s advice on this one, and take a walk out of your comfort zone.
The Way In
Rainer Maria Rilke, trans. Robert Bly
Whoever you are, some evening take a step
out of your house, which you know so well.
Enormous space is near, your house lies where it begins,
whoever you are.
Your eyes find it hard to tear themselves
from the sloping threshold, but with your eyes
slowly, slowly, lift one black tree
up, so it stands against the sky: skinny, alone.
With that you have made the world. The world is immense
and like a word that is still growing in the silence.
In the same moment that your will grasps it,
your eyes, feeling its subtlety, will leave it.