@righttoabsurdity @Shodire Congratulations to these two who just got engaged in front of the corpse flowers 😭 they were so cute!!! And thank you for the makeup tips!! Their makeup stayed perfect after four hours in line, in the blazing heat and humidity. Impressive!! #corpseflower #goth #gothlove #thehuntington #engagement ♬ Just like Heaven - The Cure
“Don’t be afraid of the clocks, they are our time, time has been generous to us. We are synchronized, now and forever. I love you.” -Félix Gonzáles-Torres (1957-1996) Letter to Ross Laycock, 1988 #everynightapoem #ofsorts #clocks
— eileen chengyin chow (@chowleen.bsky.social) July 6, 2025 at 6:59 PM
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William A. Wellman on rain in his films and wind in John Ford’s films. Interview by Richard Schickel for The Men Who Made the Movies pic.twitter.com/JCWDjqzJyD
— Annabel Jessica Goldsmith (@themoderns_) July 18, 2025
— Me & Who? (@tagyourwho) July 20, 2025
An early night ( I was reminded of this one by the Heaney poem ;) 😴• One of my favorite lullabies by Ellen Bass from Mules of Love pic.twitter.com/JAeTl1qEYw
— Peege (@bloodsigns) August 18, 2024
https://t.co/hnan3mp3G8 pic.twitter.com/RQCOG1wcRB
— collect my lovikov balls (@Dreamboum) August 16, 2024
Sitting on the bathmat waiting for my bf to finish showering so i can ask if he wants to play backgammon at the park and if he’s seen this cute cat video and if he knows how much i love him and if we can please also get Diet Coke at the park? and does he know how much i lov
— callie actually (@myfriendcallie) May 25, 2024
— Sally Doherty writes 👩💻 (@Sally_writes) December 26, 2023
OP deleted pic.twitter.com/QhDIYwWuxI
— Spellgage (@spellgage) December 29, 2023
Boy [clueless, likes collecting maps of public transport routes]: I just think they're neat!
— Unworthy Hand (@kisstheblade_) December 26, 2023
Girl [has spent two months making a bespoke subway map hoodie]: yeah... I love them too.
Excuse to post wedding pics??? Excuse to post wedding pics?? pic.twitter.com/RRCyQAV4wG
— odi aut amo (@toutovlepo) December 28, 2023
Portraits of Ginger Shore by Stephen Shore pic.twitter.com/iDcyfGjZHj
— Isabelle Baldwin 🌎🎞 (@BelleNoelPhoto) February 10, 2023
Portraits of Julia Child by Paul Cushing Child pic.twitter.com/i7j6CgIrfx
— Isabelle Baldwin 🌎🎞 (@BelleNoelPhoto) February 10, 2023
The photograph is of my great-aunt who died two decades before I was born. She is holding her not yet four year old son. It was taken by her lover, Lucia Larranga. It is, all at once, triumph and love and dignity.
— Mark R. Miller (@4T9NER) January 28, 2021
It is a celluloid talisman against the vampire of lesbian erasure that seeks to bury and discard the corpses of their lives and each time I let my eyes fall upon it I can conjure the power of their lives beautifully led. pic.twitter.com/HZyIm8Y630
— Mark R. Miller (@4T9NER) January 28, 2021
Leslie is her name. She was born in 1895 in San Francisco and her mother died before her first birthday. Her mother was Einnim Tucker Miller and she is, I kid you not, interred in a fucking pyramid. pic.twitter.com/MOPeCDZPTD
— Mark R. Miller (@4T9NER) January 28, 2021
Einnim was named after (you will not see this coming) her mother Minnie by spelling the name backwards. I had suggested this tactic to my wife Kiki who violently opposed the idea of children named Kram and Ikik. Yet she is considered to be *fun* at parties and people *like* her.
— Mark R. Miller (@4T9NER) January 28, 2021
By 22 (1917) she had met Lucia Larranga who was ten years older. She fell harder than an inebriated first-time snowboarder. They wanted a child...badly. There was no reciprocal in vitro fertilization or artificial insemination. After what must have been unimaginably agonizing
— Mark R. Miller (@4T9NER) January 28, 2021
deliberations, they decided Leslie must marry a <shudder> man. They settled on Kenneth Moore, a friend and junior army officer getting ready to go fight WWI in France. Leslie laid out the deal: They would marry and once she was pregnant they would divorce. And that’s exactly what
— Mark R. Miller (@4T9NER) January 28, 2021
exhaust sound like a F150 outside. Pray for me pls..— angel ♡ (@its4ngelnichole) November 12, 2019
He said “Jesus Christ NO, I take that very very seriously. I don’t think it’s okay to say it no matter what way you say it in.” Guess he knew I had the strap on me 💀— angel ♡ (@its4ngelnichole) November 12, 2019
Since y’all KEEP ASKING, we both moved from our tables to sit at an empty one in the back now. Neither of us pay attention, we just tell each other what picture to draw & present it to each other at the end of class. (Yes he knows I took this) pic.twitter.com/QF0Qz7fpcg— angel ♡ (@its4ngelnichole) November 19, 2019
🥺 the end. pic.twitter.com/q4bJnZrvGA— angel ♡ (@its4ngelnichole) December 1, 2019
‘There is a kind of love called maintenance/ which stores the WD40 and knows when to use it’— Caroline Bird (@CarolineBirdUK) January 22, 2020
- U.A Fanthorpe pic.twitter.com/ybJLT54vsf
This is how I find out what my wife, an art teacher, wears to work. pic.twitter.com/60Mnb86uda— Sho Baraka (@AmIshoBaraka) November 22, 2019
If I were in proximity of Def Leppard I would simply pour sugar upon one of them.— Jeffrey Rowland (@wigu) November 23, 2019
The guy who plays Mr. Six Flags has NO right being this hot pic.twitter.com/kDMnmu4I96— Joseph Longo (@josephlongo_) November 21, 2019
The most unrealistic thing about Superman is the premise of a mild-mannered reporter.— Spencer Ackerman (@attackerman) November 21, 2019
who tf came into the store and did this pic.twitter.com/iLqLpEjNvb— cosmic warrior (@DijahSB) November 21, 2019
Took a long walk this morning, and all I could think about was @Katie_Roof's comment a while back that there are only 2 seasons here in SF: Patagonia vest and Patagonia jacket. Great...— Adam J. Epstein (@TheAdamJEpstein) November 21, 2019
The Taco Bell chihuahua was famous for like two entire years but we’ve already moved on from Cybertruck. The human body was not built for this. We’re headed for a wall I don’t think we’re ready for.— Branson Reese (@bransonreese) November 23, 2019
Accidentally locked my baby inside my piping hot Cybertruck and I can’t break the glass. Fastening a breaching charge to the windshield. Cover your eyes sweetie— the great Marcus Aurelius from The Gladiator (@alexqarbuckle) November 22, 2019
This just gave me an escape room design idea for 30 years and younger. They get transported back in time and have to use technology from the 50s. Every advancement in the escape room introduces them to a new decade.— Humble Narcissist (@phranchk) November 23, 2019
follow up: He did find him!!! pic.twitter.com/ObHSSmI4UU— Steph Veerman (@stephyj725) November 26, 2019
I learned more about personal essays from this one TikTok than from any class pic.twitter.com/PIWKdsEclt— Blake Montgomery 💀 (@blakersdozen) November 20, 2019
In 2004, while designing a town house on East Seventy-ninth Street, Pennoyer encountered a novel challenge: “The clients requested a greater number of mezuzahs than I had ever heard of.” Pennoyer is Episcopalian. “I was familiar with mezuzahs, but I knew very little about them. I started doing research.”Somewhat related, Ta-Nehisi Coates is posting on race and religion today:
In Deuteronomy, God instructs the Israelites to affix His holy words “upon the doorposts of thy house.” Eventually, rabbis specified which words, exactly, and how to affix them: the modern custom is to place a parchment scroll inside a small decorative case—a mezuzah—and screw it to the doorjamb at an angle. Some secular Jews go mezuzahless or make do with a single mezuzah on the front door; Orthodox Jews, or those with a liberal parchment budget, mark every room larger than sixteen square cubits. Pennoyer’s clients were quite observant. “They wanted one on every door except bathrooms and closets,” Pennoyer said. “Fifty-two in all.”
The Talmud is silent on the question of mezuzah design, and, to Pennoyer’s dismay, contemporary venders seemed inclined toward kitsch. “We wanted it to look exactly right,” he said. “We tried Manhattan Judaica shops, online auction sites, MezuzahStore.com. We could not find anything that wasn’t terribly, unacceptably ugly.”
Eventually, Pennoyer designed a line of artisanal mezuzahs, which he hopes to sell on the Internet. “I never set out to be a mezuzah salesman, but why not?”
Argument that killing religion would give us "one less thing to fight over" confuses the leaves with the tree itself.
— Ta-Nehisi Coates (@tanehisicoates) February 8, 2015
Basically "everything that does not aid my argument is religion." @CarlGWoodward @wheresthemind @JeffreyGoldberg
— Ta-Nehisi Coates (@tanehisicoates) February 8, 2015
An under-appreciated point. “violence and coercion . . . lay at the heart of social existence.” @JamesFallows http://t.co/F3WXWMvEC8
— Ta-Nehisi Coates (@tanehisicoates) February 8, 2015
Notion that getting rid of religion gets rid of war seems to miss one of the great lessons of the 20th century.
— Ta-Nehisi Coates (@tanehisicoates) February 8, 2015
There's a parallel here with how people understand race. Lot of people believe if weren't different "races" then "racism" would disappear.
— Ta-Nehisi Coates (@tanehisicoates) February 8, 2015
Don't realize that phenotype is just a just pretext to take someone else's shit. If not that pretext, another one will do. Always has.
— Ta-Nehisi Coates (@tanehisicoates) February 8, 2015
Actual "Jews" are sort of beside the point. The words stands in for something else. There need not even be any "Jews" present.
— Ta-Nehisi Coates (@tanehisicoates) February 8, 2015
@HeerJeet @tanehisicoates See: NYT on 19th c. whites distinguishing btwn "Norman" whites and "Anglo Saxon" whites: http://t.co/5m8L0cHlkM
— Asher Smith (@Asher_E_Smith) February 8, 2015
My mother and father never gave me "The Talk." "The Talk" was my entire childhood. From the time I remember them talking, I remembering them, my mother especially, talking about sex. It makes me laugh now but I recall her telling me, when my time came, not to just "jump up and down on a woman." I might have been ten when she first said that. My family was all kinds of inappropriate—hood hippies—and yet we were correct. I say this because I knew, from a very early age, that there was love in my house, imperfect love, love that was built, decided upon, as opposed to magicked into existence.
That was how Peter loved Mary Jane.