Sunday, January 26, 2014

Alright, dear readers, the time has come. It's been a great three years with this blog, and it is time to move on to other things. This blog will stay here for you to revisit as often as you care to, but I will no longer be updating it.
Do not despair! There are numerous reasons to not get upset over this:
1) I started this blog during a time that I really needed to remind myself to stay positive and think of likable things. Now my life is so filled with likable things that I just don't have time to keep up a blog like this.
2) You are all the best. Thanks for reading this, encouraging me, and sharing things to like. I know that this blog has been important to a number of you all as well, which why...
3) I'm starting a tumblr for occasionally sharing likable things. It's a different format, and may be less personal than this here blog has been, but it will be there for y'all. AND you can submit to it! You know what I like: art, poetry, music, recipes, gay shit, and otters.

Love you!

Sunday, December 29, 2013

Night Walk

The all-night convenience store’s empty
and no one is behind the counter.
You open and shut the glass door a few times
causing a bell to go off,
but no one appears. You only came
to buy a pack of cigarettes, maybe
a copy of yesterday’s newspaper —
finally you take one and leave
thirty-five cents in its place.
It is freezing, but it is a good thing
to step outside again:
you can feel less alone in the night,
with lights on here and there
between the dark buildings and trees.
Your own among them, somewhere.
There must be thousands of people
in this city who are dying
to welcome you into their small bolted rooms,
to sit you down and tell you
what has happened to their lives.
And the night smells like snow.
Walking home for a moment
you almost believe you could start again.
And an intense love rushes to your heart,
and hope. It’s unendurable, unendurable.
- Franz Wright

Wednesday, November 27, 2013


1. The most significant glasses swap ever. Dad's sassy face is of the utmost importance.
Have you seen the new official music video for Bob Dylan's 'Like a Rolling Stone?' It made me cry, not because it is sad, and not because it is funny, but because it's hard to not be moved by this kind of genius.

3. I saw Lissie live on Monday night. She is a fantastic performer. Her voice is just ridiculous. It was also a fortuitous twist of fate to run into fellow Earlhamite Eve there! A particularly exciting part was when a stranger behind me said "I wish she would play 'Everywhere I Go,' but she probably won't." I turned around and commented that I'd love that too. And then it was the next song she played! Amazing.

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Quakers, sculpture, poetry, Basia Bulat

1. The Quaker music video, What Does George Fox Say, conceived and directed by Ben Guaraldi is out! If you haven't seen the original, What Does the Fox Say, check that out first. Some folks have watched this video and didn't realize that I was in it. I am. I promise.

2. These are so amazing, I can't even say anything. More by Rabarama here.

3. Watch this poem please! Thank you.

4. I saw Basia Bulat, one of my favorite singers, last Friday. It was a very small venue, and Laura and I were right in front of the stage. It was a little awkward to try to take pictures, because she was standing about 4 feet in front of me.

It was a great show. She's very talented, obviously, but was also just incredibly genuine and humble and just the best. I got a little teary eyed when she sang 'Tall Tall Shadow' and made eye contact with me as I sang along. Just so great. 

When she got off the stage she gave me a hug!
As we watched her receive accolades from her adoring fans, Laura said that she wished she could have drawn her while she was playing. You could draw her now! I said. So she did.
 And Basia noticed! She was very flattered and complimentary of Laura's skills.
All in all one of the best concerts I've ever been to. Stay tuned in the future for tales of seeing Lissie live in NYC.

Saturday, November 16, 2013

baby we both know we are both crazy

1. There are some really great albums of 2013 that I've been listening to lately!
- Basia Bulat "Tall Tall Shadows"

- Moonface, "Julia with Blue Jeans On"

- Lissie, "Back to Forever"

- Charles Bradley, "Victim of Love"

- Black Prairie, "Wild Ones"

- Neko Case, "The Worse Things Get, the Harder I Fight, the Harder I Fight, the More I Love You"

Shadowbomb by Zea
3. This picture, taken four years ago, still makes me inexplicably happy. I love how angry and oblivious to the adorable picture that's being taken Jayana and Shontavia are. Also hilarious that at one point in my life I voluntarily sat in the cold to watch football on Saturday mornings.

Thursday, November 14, 2013

thanks for making me believe in your teeth

1. It's cheesy, but it's catchy, and it's great to walk to. The theme song of November:

2. Last Saturday I participated in the making of a Quaker music video. It was pretty fun I guess.

3.  What Would I Say is an app that creates a mishmash of your past facebook statuses. I cannot stop.



Its okay to hang upside-down like a bat,
to swim into the deep end of silence,
to swallow every key so you can’t get out.
It’s okay to hear the ocean calling your fevered name
to say your sorrow is an opera of snakes,
to flirt with sharp and heartless things.
It’s okay to write, I deserve everything,
to bow down to this rotten thing
that understands you, to adore the red
and ugly queen of it, to admire
her calm and steady rowing.
It’s okay to lock yourself in the medicine cabinet,
to drink all the wine, to do what it takes to stay
without staying. Its okay to hate God today
to change his name to yours, to want to ruin all that ruined you.
It’s okay to feel like only a photograph of yourself,
to need a stranger to pull your hair and pin you down,
it’s okay to want your mother as you lie alone in bed.
It’s okay to brick to fuck to flame to church to crush to knife
to rock to rock to rock to rock to rock and rock.
It’s okay to wave good-bye to yourself in the mirror.
To write, I don’t want anything.
It’s okay to despise what you have inherited,
to feel dead in a city of pulses. It’s okay
to be the whale that never comes up for air,
to love best the taste of your own blood.

This house is dirty, but comfortable.
Behind each crooked door
waits the angry weather of a forgiveless child.
I cannot help but admire this horrible
power of mine, how each small thing
can become a death: the lost house key. A spoiled egg.
A howling dog. There is no prayer or pill for this.
It is a ruthless botany; I might as well
be buried in the yard. I have no one to blame.
Not the mother who sang to an empty cradle.
Not the Dog of Spite who bit my hand,
just this long-legged sorrow
who trails my every joy like a dark perfume.
You have my permission not to love me;
I am a cathedral of deadbolts
and I’d rather burn myself down
than change the locks.

- Rachel McKibbens

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

for all my friendloves

I Think I Am In Friend-Love With You" written by and illustrated by Yumi Sakugawa, published in Sadie Magazine, 2012