There are certain things that can cheer me up, if only for a moment, no matter how crappy I feel. Here’s one of them.
It’s also the reason frequent-calling bill collectors have contact entries on my phone, under the names Suq Madiq, Lika Madiq, Munchma Quchi – at the moment the student loan people show up as Chokon Madiq.
Seriously, Colbert breaking character is a peak experience for me.
This, meanwhile, is the MOST RIDICULOUS song in the history of the universe, and the first time I heard the title I thought “Aw hell no,” but next thing I knew I was singing it in the car and bouncing around like a crazy person. Not exactly what I’d call meaningful music, but you just try not getting it stuck in your head. Also I had to appreciate the body diversity in the video – some lovely plus sized girls and dudes with tummies chowing down on that giant cake.
One more video: proof that you don’t need to shell out megabucks to have a cool personal planner. You can personalize even the cheapy $2 kind from the dollar bin with a few bits of paper. (And even if you don’t, a $2 planner you use every day beats the hell out of a $50 Erin Condren you used for one week then stuck in a drawer because it was just too much.)
A very, very important article I saw on a friend’s timeline yesterday: Cry of the Millennial Witch. Reading this article, I felt myself exhale for the first time in days. I’ve got some bloggery cooking in my head on the subject – stay tuned.
20 Diverse, Body-Positive Books for Kids That You Definitely Need in Your Home by the Militant Baker.
What You’re REALLY Seeing When You See “Succees” by Sarah von Bargen …wait, there’s really such a thing as a “launch coach?”
Better After is always an entertaining DIY makeover blog – check out Three Ways to Repurpose Any Dresser, which might sound boring to those of a different nerd-genre, but the writing is fun as hell. Plus I love seeing how people take sad, busted old furniture and turn it into the Most Majestically Made-Over.
I don’t love Oprah. I admire her. But a millionaire telling me we’re “going on this weight loss journey together” kind of makes me want to burn a few calories punching her in the face, and I don’t like being that person, so I change the channel on her infuriating ads. Being thin is not my life’s journey. I don’t know what it is, but if I get to the end of my life and am still fat, it won’t have been a waste – and it won’t for Oprah either. Here’s a thoughtful – and kind – take on the ad campaign, and why it taught the author the opposite of what Oprah seems to believe (Inside all of us is the thin woman we’re meant to be! Um…no, Oprah, inside me are internal organs, hopes and dreams, and a limited amount of space for bullshit.) A quote:
My epiphany was this: Oprah is one of the most accomplished, admired, able people in the world. She has an Oscar to keep all her Emmy Awards company. She creates magic for other people and herself on the regular. So if Oprah can’t do permanent lifelong weight loss, maybe it can’t be done. Oprah is also crazy rich. If Oprah can’t buy permanent lifelong weight loss, maybe it can’t be bought. And that sucks.
But it is also incredibly freeing if you, like me, have thought about your weight so many times throughout every day of your life that it becomes as maddening and distracting as if you’d stowed a beating telltale heart beneath your floorboards.
Amazing. A soup kitchen tricked out as a restaurant – treating the homeless like human beings, and a chance for people who want to work in the culinary industry but face obstacles to traditional training.
And lastly, a delightful Tumblr post on the history of fandom, dating all the way back to Alexander the Great.
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