Dirty Paws - Of Monsters and Men
Everything about this group and their sound brings me joy. I love this song. So much.
Dan Pallotta: The way we think about charity is dead wrong
Dan’s talk discusses non-profit charity donations, why they represent such a small percentage of GDP, why charity donations are not increasing, and how charity donations could be improved. This is a critical talk about the difference between “frugality” and “morality” as it stands in the charity world. I think it also says some things about capitalism and the free market, as well, but I’ll leave that as an undertone.
[via TED Talks]
The word “mortgage” is a term in French Law meaning “death contract.”
Whatever comes, let it come,Papaji
what stays let stay,
This is Part 3 from Domics’ “Break Ups” series. They’re all so insightful. Parts 1 and 2 were a little more humorous, but Part 3 is really … well it’s just really honest. It’s a good story, and worth 7 minutes of your time. I do recommend you watch them in order, though. Watch Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3 Prologue before you watch this one. It helps sort of set the stage for what’s coming.
I think if you can bring a dog happiness, the dog can bring you happiness.
Georges Cziffra plays a warmup routine on the piano.
I’m absolutely blown away.
Three-toed sloths have extra neck vertebrae that allow them to turn their heads 270°.
I had hearted this before, but since it came back up on my dash, I decided to just reblog it. And it’s true, which is why I think people should really observe a lot.
Black Forest in Germany.
What does it mean to “live well?”
[via Alton Brown]
thenderson asked: When are you going to live closer to me again (so we can hang out) ((I miss you))
I don’t know how to tell you this, but unless something major happens in the next six months, I probably won’t be moving closer. I’ll probably move further away.
I want to go somewhere new. I’ve grown up mainly around the Atlanta area, and starting from about the time I could drive, my world has been slowly expanding. To the local stores I drove to, to the other high schools around me, to the metro Atlanta area as I learned about different things to do, then further away for college, then still further for grad school.
But I haven’t really moved away from “home” yet, and I still want to go somewhere else. Especially after having done the little bit of travelling I have, I don’t see that changing anytime soon.
Now that I’m thinking about it, this probably a good reason to make sure I’m doing things with people here when I have time and while I have the ability…
Anonymous asked: Where do you see yourself in 5 years? 10?
I’ve answered half of this question before (specifically the ten years part). I’ve found it very insightful and interesting to read back over this answer and compare the vagueness I responded with then (simply because I didn’t have a good, concrete answer) with the things that are starting to crop up as options for me now, nearly eleven months later.
I’m still not sure of a good answer, but there have been two major changes: (1) New relationships have formed, some have deepened, while others waned, and still others completely dissolved; (2) I’m closer to finishing up another major “section” of my life: grad school.
Graduate school has been like some sort of insane roller coaster ride that halfway through flew off the tracks, thankfully landed again, subsequently got stuck upside down, the rescuers forgot to rescue me, and when the coaster finally started to move again, everyone forgot I was still strapped into this thing. I have no idea how I still have my head above water, but I’m still here, still working. I’m so close to finishing this section of life up and I’m starting to get a second wind for the final push.
I don’t even know what I’m going to do in six months when school is done. I fully expect my decision on what to do in six months to be the first step that starts to push me to where I’ll be in the next five years. I suspect that decision in six months of where to live, who to be around, and what job to do will probably be a huge part of where I am in five years. And I’m okay with that, because I’m starting to feel like I’m going to be ready to make that decision, even if I have no idea what the choices are going to be. In general, I expect in five years to be stable and self-sufficient, and, more than likely, I’ll be ready to make the big life decisions that shape what my life will be.
Ten years? I have no idea. I don’t even think a guess would be close to right. I can give generalizations (I’ll probably be pretty settled into wherever with whatever I’m doing; I’ll probably have made some major decision that “adults” make, whatever that means). But I don’t know where I’ll be, I don’t know what I’ll be doing, and I don’t know who will be there with me. If you asked my parents at 24 this same question, I doubt they’d think at 34 they would be doing what they were doing. If you asked them at 34, I doubt they’d be anywhere near right about 44.
Ten years is a long time, but I will say this: I hope I can never predict accurately where I’ll be in ten years. Because that means either I’ve become so predictable that life has lost a little its spontaneity for me, or I’ve decided I have nothing more to learn. Neither of those sounds particularly nice.
A baby swan is called a cygnet.