The aging Captain (if he really was, as he claimed to be, a Captain) stood on one of the Yacht Club’s piers, a bag clutched in his skinny, calloused hand.“The tiny boats will change how we understand the ocean!” he shouted, as the Club’s well-dressed, brawny Security men tried to quietly drag him away.Onlookers peered at him through monocles or over the bridges of expensive sunglasses.The bag split in their struggles and the tiny boats spilled out, pouring onto the dock and into the lake, bobbing along as if happy with their sudden freedom.“My tiny boats!” cried the Captain, struggling in vain against the Armani-clad ruffians as they dragged him into the street.“At least let me retrieve my tiny boats!” Click for high-res photo

The aging Captain (if he really was, as he claimed to be, a Captain) stood on one of the Yacht Club’s piers, a bag clutched in his skinny, calloused hand.
“The tiny boats will change how we understand the ocean!” he shouted, as the Club’s well-dressed, brawny Security men tried to quietly drag him away.
Onlookers peered at him through monocles or over the bridges of expensive sunglasses.
The bag split in their struggles and the tiny boats spilled out, pouring onto the dock and into the lake, bobbing along as if happy with their sudden freedom.
“My tiny boats!” cried the Captain, struggling in vain against the Armani-clad ruffians as they dragged him into the street.
“At least let me retrieve my tiny boats!”

The sous vide setup: office cooking at its finest.

The sous vide setup: office cooking at its finest.

If you have to work on a Sunday night, you may as well set your food on fire right.

If you have to work on a Sunday night, you may as well set your food on fire right.

6h057: NO GODS NO MASTERS Click for high-res photo

6h057:

NO GODS

NO MASTERS

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Chopin - Op 25, No. 11 in A minor (‘Winter wind’)

The baby cocktail shaker. It looks like a baby but it’s just a cocktail shaker. You unscrew the head, pour your ingredients in it, and shake it vigorously to make delicious cocktails.
Do I have to think of everything around here.

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Boston - More than a feeling

Working on a Saturday

The office, an old carpet factory, looms large and empty.
The corridors are long and quiet and freshly cleaned. I push the button for the elevator - wait and sip my coffee while I watch the numbers descend.
The elevator doors open and inside, in the corner, is a vacuum cleaner. On its own. I step inside.
“Going up?”
It, being a vacuum cleaner, says nothing.
We ride in silence to my floor. The doors open. I step out, turn back.
“Take care.”
The doors close. 

marklittle:

New stand-up. 

I laughed at this. Maybe you would too.

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new-aesthetic: #OccupyCal protesters circumvent order not to post tents by floating them above Sproul Hall, on Twitpic Click for high-res photo

new-aesthetic:

#OccupyCal protesters circumvent order not to post tents by floating them above Sproul Hall, on Twitpic

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And, uh. Yeah.Yes.

And, uh. Yeah.
Yes.

I really liked it. 80’s style stripped down to just seering phosphorous pink, edgy synth-pop, and a signature jacket. No 80’s kitsch. Bits of it reminded me a lot of Collateral’s night-driving scenes, an M83 album, and parts of Gosling’s performance really reminded me of Christian Bale’s American Psycho. Some of it was a little overwrought, but yeah. Pretty great. Click for high-res photo

I really liked it. 80’s style stripped down to just seering phosphorous pink, edgy synth-pop, and a signature jacket. No 80’s kitsch. Bits of it reminded me a lot of Collateral’s night-driving scenes, an M83 album, and parts of Gosling’s performance really reminded me of Christian Bale’s American Psycho. Some of it was a little overwrought, but yeah. Pretty great.

Hey.
Got Spotify? Throw a track (just one, mind) on this here playlist and let’s all listen to each other’s stuff.

Edit: When adding stuff please make sure it’s not a local file as that’ll not be playable for anyone else. So, yeah, do a search for it and add it that way? 
Okay?
Okay. 

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A piece of yellow police tape, cut free, drifts amongst the 8am traffic.
Touching gutters, brushing along against taxis, wrapping itself around parking meters.
Creating little crimes scenes with a kind of lazy affection.