http://atfirstiwaslike.tumblr.com/
this website is awesome.
http://atfirstiwaslike.tumblr.com/
this website is awesome.
the G train is really going all the way to church ave! just like they told us it would two years ago! they changed the signs at the stops and everything. williamsburgers and park slopians united at last.
is there is a more appropriate subject of a “+ / -” post than michael jackson? his entire career — from his meteoric rise to fame to his subsequent greek tragedy-level fall from grace — was marked by a unique dichotomy. it’s been noted by many that jackson’s obsession with peter pan seemed to manifest itself in his own personal trajectory (he became popular as a mature, collected young boy and died as a man obsessed with childhood, his own appearance; the list goes on). despite persistent allegations of child and drug abuse, bizarre behavior (showing up to court in pajama pants, dangling his child “blanket” off of a hotel balcony), scrutiny of jackson never really stuck. the world was still fascinated with him. he didn’t get nearly as much hate from the public as other similarly troubled icons.
i was never a huge michael jackson fan, but i liked most of his songs, and even loved a handful of them. while there was much of mj to be fascinated with, i’ve always been struck by his earnestness. all of the crazy situations, all of the straight over the top videos, tours and real estate ventures; they were all earnest. none of jackson’s career was ironic. at least not to him. no nudges or winks. try to think of another celebrity or musician of his stature who is as utterly unironic as jackson. i can’t. in a time where almost all culture and media is dripping with self-consciousness, jackson owned his image and music without apology. and that, for better or for worse, is a quality we may never see again.
they’re making a movie of the time traveler’s wife. starring gorgeous gorgeouses rachel mcadams and eric bana. oh man i can’t wait.
look how gorgeous:

My old apartment building caught on fire last night, and from the looks of this photo, my old apartment might be totally scorched.

(second floor, right hand side apartment)
i don’t think anybody was hurt (thank god). the only report i can find says that the blaze was caused by an electical fire (which doesn’t surprise me in the least; the building was not well maintained and i’m sure that there was a lot of gnarly wiring going on),.
i’m getting claustrophobic just thinking about the low ceilings and the tiny rooms and trying to climb through that window onto the fire escape. i grew to hate that apartment.
it’s a little bit weird to see a photo like this: of a hallway i walked down every day for 2+ years. i’m glad i don’t live there anymore; maybe no one should ever again.