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Lazy Sunday, 5 January 2014

It’s our first lazy Sunday of 2014! I really did it up by sleeping 17 hours. Enjoy these links!

  • Watch this urban skiing video set in Detroit, but do it on mute.
  • Anything that says my workplace could be muppetier is a thing I’m going to take very seriously. Viva la Fraggle! Viva Henson!
  • Once, my sister threw a magazine at my head and accused me of ruining her life, but never did she assault me for eating too many peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, so we’re ahead of someone, at least.
  • Bummer and Lazarus. I’ll say no more.
  • Found this awesome, fourteen-year-old profile of Martha Stewart in the New Yorker, written by none other than Joan Didion herself. Say what you will about how much you’d like to have a beer with Martha, but she gets. stuff. done. and knows how to do seemingly everything.
  • Life lesson: If you’re ever an extra on a movie and they tell you they’ll pay you double to pretend to be a couple making out in a crowded pool scene, DO IT!
  • “God is just as invisible.” I like how a high-ranking official of the state will neither confirm nor deny his own certainty about the existence of hidden people.
  • Why is Spinoza the sexed-up philosopher? By which I mean, when will this be available in English?
  • I will miss no opportunity to tell people that Rob Sheffield, David Berman, Steve Malkmus, and I all worked at the same community radio station at different times, and are all distinguished alums of Mr. Jefferson’s School. Here, they chat about UVA in Rolling Stone.
  • In 2014, I’m going to let someone bully me into going to karaoke, but I’m going to do it on my terms, which is to say, I will come armed with lots of facts about karaoke history and tell them to you loudly.

Moving In: Kex

This summer, I spent some time in Iceland. I gave you all the notes for that trip on Monday, but I got to thinking about the hostel I stayed in there, and, well, it is fantasy status. Let’s review, shall we?

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Right, Kex is cooler than your house.

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Getting Out: Reykjavik

Every year, my girlfriends and I take a trip to somewhere different. This year, it was Reykjavik, Iceland. How did we choose such a place, you ask? Well, I’m obsessed with Iceland, and we were between there and Colombia the day we picked and it was hot that day and we decided we’d had enough of hot.

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3 Girls, 1 Viking.

That photo pretty much sums up the trip, but if you follow me after the jump, I’ll give you the inside scoop on what’s the what in Reykjavik and the surrounding areas. Be forewarned: In another time, I would have been the lady making you look at her vacation slides over fondue. Continue reading