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Marseilles at Night

I think this might be the coolest thing ever.

Lazy Sunday, 2 June 2013

Welcome back to Lazy Sunday! Do some reading and don’t feel obligated to shower or get fully dressed today.

  • On small talk, something I’m terrible at.
  • Yelp, the wisdom of the crowd, and monoculture.
  • Keeping your house totally clean in 20 minutes a day. I know, I know, 20 minutes is basically forever, but imagine NOT spending an two hours doing this every weekend.
  • French pressing your beer to make it even tastier? Sounds great/dangerous/great.
  • You admire a character more for trying than for their successes.
  • I desperately wonder what movies they were watching here. Probably not the Hangover 2, but maybe not, like, Breathless, either.
  • If you’re sure that feminism’s work is done, take a look at all these examples of spaces still comprised 100% of men and get back to me.
  • An oldie but a goodie regarding the Secret World of Alex Mack (aka “the government). Was I the only one who did NOT know about Oak Ridge, Tennessee?
  • I consider picky eating to be reflective of terrible parenting and even worse breeding (yeah, I’m the kind of person who says things like ‘ill-bred’, wanna fight?), but maybe there’s more to it than that. Probably not, though. What does science know? Amirite, climate change deniers?
  • Here is how to coldbrew. Stop wasting $5 every morning on ice coffee.

The Rabbit Hole of the Liste des Concerts à emporter

I’m sorry to do this for you, but with the return of al fresco dining comes the return of take away shows over at La Blogotheque. If you have enjoyed any indie rock at all in the last ten years or so, you will be instantly in love with these unusual location song videos by all your favorite musicians. I return to this joyous expression of Nantes by Beirut the second the weather gets warm. Consider the rest of your summer auditory experience a gift.

Everything I Like

And all in one place. Wes Anderson and Roman Coppola did this sexy, cute, fun, compelling commercial for Prada in three parts.

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Tres…something, non?