Showing posts with label best of. Show all posts
Showing posts with label best of. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

the girl with the most cake

speaking of internet pleas - Andrea, author of what is shaping up to be one of the greatest blogs of all time, cake-time, needs your help finding a recording of a piece called "Three Dances" by John Cage. art-music loving bros, I know you are out there, anyone have this?

I also have a plea, which is for you to read Andrea's blog on the regs if you are interested in valuable and totally approachable personal finance tips, mouth-watering descriptions and great photos (courtesy of Grace natch) of amazing-sounding restaurants like this Korean fried chicken place, delicious-sounding recipes that even I might be able to cook, kittens in the bathtub, kittens getting adopted, etcccc - as those of you that know Andrea know she a great person to know, one of my very favorites, and it is awesome that she now has such a robust and true-to-life internet presence to know - do not miss!

Sunday, January 6, 2008

your wonkish arms are too short to box with that god

as promised! earlier - please please take some time to read this essay by Swarthmore history prof Timothy Burke, "Competency as a Cultural Value," a dryly, almost coyly academic title for easily the most fucking essential thing I've read about politics and policy and the way in which we experience 'the political' and history and our life in as long as I can remember. via wayne! go read it now, I'm being really serious here

what are you waiting for? the post is specifically addressed to cosmopolitan liberal elite types, which I'm guessing includes 'literally' anybody that reads this blog except for maybe Gary Jones if he's still reading - but he's probably read the Burke piece already anyway - and my parents or at least my dad - but it is seriously mandatory for him too, and for anyone who spends any time thinking about or at least (especially?) making wasted dinner party small-talk about US politics this year or otherwise. like so many of Burke's posts, it uncannily seems to express only dimly understood, shadowy ideas I had about the way the world works in clear, incredibly articulate, and powerfully 'truthy' language, like seeing a high res photo of a moment you'd previously only hazily remembered - it's all there, it's just like I remembered, it's just perfect