Mostly, I just believe that I’m never going to stop learning what it is I believe.
—Laura Teresa Marquez
Having heard it, I can vouch that it’s every bit as wonderful as Garden State PLUS some. It’s a beautifully crafted effort from him. I won’t put him in a league with Cameron Crowe by any means because that’s the pinnacle of soundtrack mastery and he is the end all, be all for me but Braff’s definitely got a gift for it.
Ernest Hemingway, born 115 years ago today, shoots his cat – moving short read.
Cecilia and the Satellite
for all the things my hands have held, the best by far is you
— Stewart O’Nan, The Odds: A Love Story
Babies and puppies are small. So are dimes and Skittles. You’re a fucking woman. A woman! You are entitled to occupy as much fucking space as you like with your awesomeness, and you better be suspicious as fuck of anybody who tells you differently.
Why, ladies? Why must we continue to whittle ourselves down? Who is it for? What is it for? You can walk through a certain aisle at the pharmacy or at the grocery store and see the language of diminishment all over the packaging for weight loss aids of all kinds. “Shrink your waist.” “Lose inches off your thighs.” “Slim down.” “Get skinny.”
How about “Grow your mind.” “Increase your confidence and productivity.” “Beef up your knowledge.” “Enlarge your scope of asskicking.”
That’s a valid message for women and girls: grow, expand, branch out, open up, get bigger, wider, faster, stronger, better, smarter. Go up not down. Get strong, not skinny.
You are not here to get smaller. You are not here to have a thin waist and thighs. You are not here to disappear. You’re here to change the world! Change the fucking world, then! Forget about “losing a few pounds.” Think about what you could be gaining instead.”