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Finding beauty in an economic shitstorm.

The New York Times recently invited readers to submit poetry using the financial crisis as inspiration. A few of my favorites:

Last weekend
i wanted to buy something
spend a grand or two.
But then I remembered what the tv said
about the future
about tomorrow
about how I may not have a job.
So I sat by the window
and watched
the snow fall instead.

— Thomas Bernard, Charlotte, N.C.

Got no money coming in
so easily we turn to sin
Every day we reminisce
how did life end up like this.

Winters death lets hibernate
wake with spring to meditate
On what is real and what is fake
No more shopping for goodness sake
Back to the land, back to the earth
lets show mother nature what were worth.

— Christopher D Hayward, Southampton, NY

Newly poor
the well-to-do’s
concern about poverty
is sparked anew.

— Gerry, Brooklyn


On mice and men.


This astute little commentary on men’s modus operandi just came my way: “I do understand a bit about how they operate…at least ones as highly evolved as I am.  We continue to communicate [with women] like mice circling a cheese-filled maze looking for a doorway in.  When no one answers we eventually move on to another maze. If we find a weak floorboard, though, we keep nosing at it until it gives way and we gain entry.  In the meanwhile we share emotions and try to make them laugh.  It breaks down the natural defenses and before you know it we are munching cheese…”

– Anonymous mouse

I think every girl with a broken heart deserves a kick ass pair of new shoes.


These are mine.

(Oh hush, they were on major sale.)

The unthinkable has happened.

I joined Facebook. I must be in a state.

Je suis triste.


I’ve lost my other half and I’m not too proud to say I feel like I’m dying inside. I tried to leave frigid New York for dreary Portland some 30 hours ago, only to get stuck in the absolute last California town I want to be in right now. Purgatory, again, still. It’s seemingly endless. I’m in an airport bar having a drink, about the only thing other than the occasional bread product I’ve been able to consume since I started this whole process (thanks, TraumaTrim!), and I’ve just been notified that my flight’s been delayed until 11:49pm which likely means another night in a sad, sterile airport hotel listening to Bon Iver on repeat and crying myself into a fitful sleep….

This seriously sucks.

The magic always happens when the sun goes down.

Playing with shadows in Kaunas, Lithuania.

Courtesy of the Wooster Collective, an NYC-based blog showcasing beautiful street art from around the world.

This is equally hilarious and sad.

Aren’t they supposed to be the no hassle anti-airline? If you can’t read the fine print, what just arrived in my inbox says: “Just register for this promotion between Date A and Date B for travel between Date C and Date D and we’ll send you a $50 voucher good for travel between Date E and Date F. Vouchers will be mailed on or after Date G. Offer expires on Date B” and now the kicker: “Restrictions apply* [asterisk! [sputter!]]” Oh what have we become??