Oh, you know

I have a column in Ebony called "Musings."
mitochandrea:

i want this to be my backyard. 

mitochandrea:

i want this to be my backyard. 

mitochandrea:

i want to live here.  (also, hi mariel!)

mitochandrea:

i want to live here.  (also, hi mariel!)

The analysis showed those who drank moderately were more likely to have lower cardiovascular disease risk, heart rate, stress, depression and body mass index.

They also scored higher on health measures such as respiratory function and physical activity.

Among women, similar trends were seen in moderate drinkers who had lower blood pressure and waist circumference, according to the findings published in the European Journal of Clinical Nutrition.

Study author Dr Boris Hansel, said: ‘Importantly, the findings showed moderate alcohol consumption is a powerful general indicator of optimal social status and this could be a key reason for improved health in these subjects.’

GREAT NEWS!
Argh! It is always irritating when things happen in the world, because you will go to work, or your parole hearing, or wherever, and people will ask you what you think about them. “Do you think former Dean of Harvard Law School Elena Kagan is a good choice for the Supreme Court?” your cabdriver will ask you. “What do you think of Elena Kagan’s response to Lindsey Graham regarding military tribunals during her Solicitor General confirmation hearings last year?” your hooker will say. [Gawker.]
It’s a technique Skarsgård picked up from assiduously studying Bela  Lugosi’s Dracula and Murnau’s and Herzog’s versions of Nosferatu and even The Lost Boys. But that look—and the inscrutability  and coiled tension he gives Eric—is also something he learned from hours  spent watching nature documentaries.
“It’s, like, you see this big male lion, and he’s chilling in the  sun, and he sits up and he looks at something, and you don’t know if  he’s going to pounce or if he’s just going to go back to sleep,”  Skarsgård says, his steely gaze unwavering, looking like he could easily  break into a yawn. “You never know if he’s bored or he’s frustrated or  what.
Oh, Details. I do not know what to make of you.
It’s a technique Skarsgård picked up from assiduously studying Bela Lugosi’s Dracula and Murnau’s and Herzog’s versions of Nosferatu and even The Lost Boys. But that look—and the inscrutability and coiled tension he gives Eric—is also something he learned from hours spent watching nature documentaries.
“It’s, like, you see this big male lion, and he’s chilling in the sun, and he sits up and he looks at something, and you don’t know if he’s going to pounce or if he’s just going to go back to sleep,” Skarsgård says, his steely gaze unwavering, looking like he could easily break into a yawn. “You never know if he’s bored or he’s frustrated or what.

Oh, Details. I do not know what to make of you.

Is it just me, or is there something about ‘growing up’ that makes socializing increasingly structured and/or formal? I feel like certain people, these days in adult land, require a destination or occasion or objective or plan as a pretext to social interaction. It’d be nice if everyone stopped using their cellphones and computers for a day, so then you’d just have to show up at my apartment after work for the hell of it, and we’d have no idea where the day and night might take us.

As Planned

thesoundingbored:

crashinglybeautiful:

After the first glass of vodka
you can accept just about anything
of life even your own mysteriousness
you think it is nice that a box
of matches is purple and brown and is called
La Petite and comes from Sweden
for they are words that you know and that
is all you know words not their feelings
or what they mean and you write because
you know them not because you understand them
because you don’t you are stupid and lazy
and will never be great but you do
what you know because what else is there?

— Frank O’Hara

(from: sometimesagreatnotion)

Poetry is a diary kept by a sea creature who lives on land and wishes he could fly. Wisława Szymborska (via samsaramotel) (via crashinglybeautiful) (via thesoundingbored)
thesoundingbored:

constantwanderlust:

blondeoracle:

Just when I thought every animal roundup idea had been exhausted, the Telegraph goes and posts an albino animal gallery. The above peacock is from the Wingham Bird Park in Canterbury.

thesoundingbored:

constantwanderlust:

blondeoracle:

Just when I thought every animal roundup idea had been exhausted, the Telegraph goes and posts an albino animal gallery. The above peacock is from the Wingham Bird Park in Canterbury.