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California girl in New York.

September 16, 2014 at 2:20pm
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hallowmeme:

That’s right: HallowMEME is going bicoastal this year. 
Get your NYC tickets here.
Get your Los Angeles tickets here. 

IT’S THE HAPPIEST TIME OF THE YEAR!!!!

hallowmeme:

That’s right: HallowMEME is going bicoastal this year.

Get your NYC tickets here.

Get your Los Angeles tickets here.

IT’S THE HAPPIEST TIME OF THE YEAR!!!!

(Source: forcedmemeproductions)

September 14, 2014 at 9:18pm
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When Havemeyer Park opened up across the street from my building in south Williamsburg this spring, it changed the way I felt about my city. Suddenly I had this green space with an incredible view of the Williamsburg Bridge and boats passing by in the East River just 100 feet away. The park has a BMX track for kids, a vegetable garden, a giant grassy area, a dog park, and even a tipi. The park was flocked by families with toddlers, twenty-somethings playing frisbee and drinking beer, and married couples watching the brilliant sunsets. It is a neighborhood paradise, and I have never felt so thankful for a public space. I had a secret garden waiting for me, for free, where I could enjoy some of the best this city has to offer while reading The New Yorker and basking in the summer sun. Those sort of simple privileges are so often reserved for the rich, and here I was enjoying them in my backyard. 

The park closes forever on September 30 to make way for luxury apartments. It was always planned to be a “pop-up park,” borrowed by the public from the all-consuming-apartment-building-gods-on-high (Two Trees, the same company wrecking Domino Sugar Factory right now) for one year.

Among grass, flora and skyline views, Tipi Project is delighted to call Havemeyer Park home, a gorgeous greenspace facing the South Williamsburg waterfront built by the hard work, devotion and passion of Bobby Redd, North Brooklyn Farms and Brooklyn Bike Park. Two Trees, the owner of the land, made a request for proposals to use the plot for community enrichment on an interim basis from July 2013 to September 30, 2014. Thereafter, the Domino Sugar Redevelopment will occur. 

So, that’s it. I do realize the developers didn’t have to offer up the space to the public at all, but to have it taken away from the neighborhood now is heartbreaking. I spent 4th of July there surrounded by friends and hundreds of others, watching the fireworks sparkle far away past the Brooklyn Bridge. My roommates and I hosted an end of summer gathering where we carted out hot dogs and burgers from the apartment for everyone to enjoy in the sort of September weather that barely hints at autumn. I brought countless friends there to enjoy my favorite season in the city. 

I went there tonight and watched the sun set, taking in my surroundings. “16 days until this park closes!” a blackboard reads. At the back of the park, chalk and glitter is out for everyone to leave a message of thanks and support for the park. “Save this park!” one reads. “Thank you for everything,” says another. 

My apartment building, a sweet oasis as far as I’m concerned, will now be surrounded by construction for the next decade. I’m angry and wistful that this park, a true luxury I never appreciated enough, will be closing in just two weeks. I’m mourning it in a real way right now. Nothing ever stays the same, especially in New York, but that’s one of those sayings I’ll never be mature enough to accept. 

September 12, 2014 at 4:37pm
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Reblogged from micdotcom

The reliance on air power has all of the attraction of casual sex: It seems to offer gratification but with very little commitment.

— 

Former NSA director Michael Hayden.

That’s got to be the worst metaphor for air strikes we’ve ever seen 

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September 11, 2014 at 5:02pm
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2:46pm
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I’m just another lady without a baby.

— Jenny Lewis

11:42am
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In The Dust Of This Planet →

Listen to this excellent Radiolab podcast and ponder your existence today. Please excuse me while I spend the rest of the day reading up on nihilism.

11:39am
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Since “Tiny Furniture,” which was shot for $25,000, set her career in motion and helped her score her deal for “Girls,” Dunham has functioned as a proxy for the collective aspirations and insecurities of her generation, or at least a certain educated, mostly white, mostly urban-dwelling microdemographic therein. She is perhaps to the millennials what J. D. Salinger was to the post-World War II generation and Woody Allen was to the baby boomers: a singular voice who spoke as an outsider and, in so doing, became the ultimate insider.

Hm.

Since “Tiny Furniture,” which was shot for $25,000, set her career in motion and helped her score her deal for “Girls,” Dunham has functioned as a proxy for the collective aspirations and insecurities of her generation, or at least a certain educated, mostly white, mostly urban-dwelling microdemographic therein. She is perhaps to the millennials what J. D. Salinger was to the post-World War II generation and Woody Allen was to the baby boomers: a singular voice who spoke as an outsider and, in so doing, became the ultimate insider.

Hm.

10:42am
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Reblogged from rjcaputophotography

rjcaputophotography:

September 11th

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September 4, 2014 at 9:47pm
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Last year, I was lucky enough to visit Joan Rivers in her decadent home on the Upper East Side. sit on her couch with Dennis Basso and her little dog, and interview her for Manhattan magazine.
She was very nice and totally hilarious, and she called me adorable. Somewhere along the line she asked me about my love life and if I was online dating. Then she gave me some dating advice that I thought was pretty genius: “When you’re at a party with 100 men, you really only see one you like. So you have to go on 100 dates with 100 different men before you find the one. My friend married number 74.”
You’re a hoot, Joan.

Last year, I was lucky enough to visit Joan Rivers in her decadent home on the Upper East Side. sit on her couch with Dennis Basso and her little dog, and interview her for Manhattan magazine.

She was very nice and totally hilarious, and she called me adorable. Somewhere along the line she asked me about my love life and if I was online dating. Then she gave me some dating advice that I thought was pretty genius: “When you’re at a party with 100 men, you really only see one you like. So you have to go on 100 dates with 100 different men before you find the one. My friend married number 74.”

You’re a hoot, Joan.

September 3, 2014 at 10:48pm
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Reblogged from daeneryus

daeneryus:

"i understand women have it bad but men have it bad too"

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"i mean, women are almost equal to men as it is"

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"i’m not a feminist, i believe in equality"

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