n. a phenomenon in which you have an active social life but very few close friends—people who you can trust, who you can be yourself with, who can help flush out the weird psychological toxins that tend to accumulate over time—which is a form of acute social malnutrition in which even if you devour an entire buffet of chitchat, you’ll still feel pangs of hunger.
An Afghan girl pops an Ollie as youths gather for the Sound Central Festival in Kabul. (Photo: Massoud Hossaini / AFP-Getty via The Guardian)
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when computers run for a long time, aggregates of code and bits of binary start to stray from their intended purpose, turning and molting on their own. the sensation you get from repeating a word over and over till your mouth is numb, the word becoming foreign and meaningless: this is what happens…
Tom Friedman - Untitled (1990)
“The artist writes his signature repeatedly for the life of a pen.”
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There’s no better way to celebrate Pi Day than with our Pie Charts of Pies.
Yes! Happy Pi Day to all and sundry.
Passport ownership in America, by state. Let’s play Spot the Various Correlations.
Yeaahhhh! Go Colorado!
One of our favorites.
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n. washing your face before bed is a string of little baptisms, while the tired moonlight purifies the water, not making it holy, but making it something close, and with each splash comes a tiny prayer for sleep, not because it’s what you need, but because it’s the only thing that can save you from yourself, from feeling your existence is a foolish blunder, from muttering: forgive me, father, for I have been.
If you watched the 2013 Oscars last night (I didn’t), you know that the surprise presenter for the Best Picture award was First Lady Michelle Obama, and she wore a pretty dress. The presentation was broadcast live from the White House.
If you read about the political reaction this…
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