laowlaowpantz

Oh, god! Why did she have to happen?

Sun, 28 Apr 2013 22:47:58 -0400

Oh, god! Why did she have to happen?

Estragon: Nothing to be done. Vladimir: I’m beginning to...

Mon, 15 Apr 2013 16:55:14 -0400

Estragon: Nothing to be done. Vladimir: I’m beginning to come round to that opinion. All my life I’ve tried to put it from me, saying, Vladimir, be reasonable, you haven’t yet tried everything. And I resumed the struggle. So there you are again.

dummies.

Mon, 15 Apr 2013 16:45:33 -0400

dummies.

anoncentral: The World As It Really Is

Fri, 25 Jan 2013 03:48:43 -0500

anoncentral:

The World As It Really Is

Video

Fri, 25 Jan 2013 03:47:07 -0500

“Like it or not, for the moment the earth is where we make...

Wed, 23 Jan 2013 02:27:01 -0500

“Like it or not, for the moment the earth is where we make our stand.”

tastysynapse:

Zen Pencils Comic: 100. CARL SAGAN: Pale blue dot

Me vs. Food

Fri, 04 Jan 2013 00:26:00 -0500

When I was a kid my parents thought I was sick because I had a shit appetite. I wasn’t a good eater.

I was also a very slow eater. I remember eating nilaga, a Filipino boiled beef dish, and chewing the beef until all the flavour and juices were sucked out of the meat. Then I’d spit out the chewed up hunk of meat back on to my plate. Like wet, brown, ate up paper. My Mother would make me put it back in my mouth. Then the process would start all over again.

My Grampa had this thing with me and my cousin where he’d poke our bellies after we’d claimed to be finished eating. If our bellies weren’t solid he’d tell us we haven’t eaten enough and my cousin and I would have to return to the table. So I’d be there for hours.

My Mother says that she’d come home late from work, open the door to our apartment and see my Grandparents watching TV in the living room. Then she’d look over to the dining area and see me still sitting at the table moving food around my plate with the lights off. After my Grandparents had finished eating, they left me at the table, not allowing me to leave until I had cleared my plate.

I just couldn’t sit through a meal. Even today I still can’t just sit and complete a task. Even writing this is taking all my will. Looking back I think it’s because I wouldn’t shut up. By the time I was done saying whatever I needed to say, my food got cold or unappetizing, and more difficult to consume. But otherwise I was into food.

My Mother wasn’t one of those parents that only fed their kids what they wanted to eat. I had to eat whatever she put in front of me. Cool kid’s food I saw on TV never made it on to our table. Never had Hamburger Helper or Shake n Bake or even Kraft Dinner really. It was pure Pig’s Blood stew or bone marrow soup or shrimps with the heads on. Gradually I developed a taste for it.

One of my first memories at the table was my Mother putting hot sauce on a fork and telling me to lick it. I cried. “Training me for later,” she said.

But it was probably less due to my Mother and more my need for attention that got me into food. I noticed that the more “Filipino-ish” food I ate and the more Filipino I ate it, the more praise I received from adults. Apparently other Filipino kids didn’t have to eat Filipino food. Some didn’t at all.

So when a whole fried fish would be at the table and I’d go at it with my bare hands, dipping the flesh into vinegar, my Titos and Titas would say “Wow, galing!” And my parents would be like, “yeah, he eats everything. He likes this stuff.” ”Mabuti naman,” they’d say. I enjoyed that very much. Even to the point where I showed off. Maybe it was a point of pride for my parents too. There really wasn’t much else for them to brag about.

I think i might have done the same thing with God.

So while other kids could play piano or were getting the best grades in their class, I ate the eyeballs off fish faces and sucked the brains out of shrimp heads, bitches.

-mlv

High School yearbook grad photo blurb- verbatim: Propz 2 HIPHOP...

Fri, 14 Dec 2012 04:15:23 -0500

High School yearbook grad photo blurb- verbatim: Propz 2 HIPHOP U dun brought me up/kept me outta harms way never let D strtz lock me up/fr. BBOYn onna BOX 2 MiCz I ROK/NE1 who noz dreamz CU at D top/Propz 2 FAMILY U made a man of me/Propz 2 CINDICATE showem how we rprznt/nuff propz n rezpk 2 my cru 5TH ELEMENT/5ive ALIVE we bout 2 blow/Y2K we’ll show em how we do/& of course 2 JV n TDOT + all those I 4got. THOSE who DON’T believe U’LL C… CAN I KEEP U? Oh Yah. Propz 2 God &… #posteditgotoverit

My other Mama. I pretty much exist because of this place.

Wed, 21 Nov 2012 03:24:46 -0500

My other Mama. I pretty much exist because of this place.

upnorthtrips: BACK IN THE DAY |8/11/73| Hip Hop is born at a...

Sat, 11 Aug 2012 14:50:03 -0400

upnorthtrips:

BACK IN THE DAY |8/11/73| Hip Hop is born at a birthday part in the Bronx.

theatlanticvideo: The U.S. War Department’s Archival Footage...

Mon, 06 Aug 2012 17:32:14 -0400

theatlanticvideo:

The U.S. War Department’s Archival Footage of the Bombing of Hiroshima

Today in 1945, the U.S. dropped an atom bomb on Hiroshima. The 1946 film, A Tale of Two Cities, documents the devastation to the city but avoids showing the human cost of the attacks.

10 Pieces of Advice for Young Writers

Wed, 18 Jul 2012 05:10:49 -0400

10 Pieces of Advice for Young Writers:

theatlantic:

Care about things. Show it. Be funny, barbed, and pointed when needed. Slick is easy; don’t be slick.

Confidence and arrogance will both protect you when people yell at you. One is vital and one is poisonous.

Learn to be your own devil’s advocate. Interrogate your own arguments. Interrogate your point of view.

Successful writers can play loud and soft and can make a variety of harsh and gentle sounds, just like great musicians.

Look at the people whose careers you admire and think about their paths. Don’t assume you want the fast lane.

If you are read widely, you will get blowback, no matter what. Don’t let it paralyze you, but don’t reflexively blow it off.

If you try to make your fortune creating controversy, then even if it works, you’ll be expected to keep doing it.

Being young doesn’t make you dumb or smart, important or irrelevant. But you’ll be a different writer in 20 years.

“Win 20 in the show, you can let the fungus grow back and the press’ll think you’re colorful.” Obey deadlines and house style.

You are entitled to be wrong, to feel embarrassed, to feel like a jerk, and to keep writing anyway.

[as told by NPR’s Linda Holmes]

theatlantic: Carl Sagan’s Reading List Few are the heroes of...

Fri, 13 Jul 2012 05:50:17 -0400

theatlantic:

Carl Sagan’s Reading List

Few are the heroes of modern history more successful and inspired than the great Carl Sagan, and his 1954 reading list, part of his papers recently acquired by the Library of Congress, speaks to precisely this blend of wide-angle, cross-disciplinary curiosity and focused, in-field expertise—and is balanced with a healthy approach to reading and “non-reading”, with some books read “in whole” and others “in part.”

See what Sagan recommends.

daughtersofdilla: (via I Acknowledge Class Warfare Exists)

Fri, 13 Jul 2012 05:35:10 -0400

daughtersofdilla:

(via I Acknowledge Class Warfare Exists)

Ginuwine - Differences The track applies tho. Actually. So does...

Sun, 08 Jul 2012 11:05:46 -0400

Ginuwine - Differences

The track applies tho. Actually.

So does this.

"Effects of Gourmandism on Sociability Gourmandism is one of the most important influences in our..."

Fri, 22 Jun 2012 09:07:25 -0400

“

Effects of Gourmandism on Sociability

Gourmandism is one of the most important influences in our social life; it gradually spreads that spirit of conviviality which brings together from day to day differing kinds of people, melts them into a whole, animates their conversation, and softens the sharp corners of the conventional inequalities of position and breeding.

It is gourmandism, too, which motivates the effort any host must make to take good care of his guests, as well as their own gratitude when they perceive that he has employed all his knowledge and tact to please them; and it is fitting at this very place to point out with scorn those stupid diners who gulp in disgraceful indifference the most nobly prepared dishes, or who inhale with impious inattention the bouquet of a limpid nectar.

General rule. Any preparation which springs from a high intelligence demands explicit praise, and tactful expression of appreciation must always be made whenever it is plain that there is any attempt to please.

”

- Jean Anthelme Brillat-Savarin

Get Rid of ALL Filipinos or We'll Burn this Town Down

Tue, 19 Jun 2012 02:07:42 -0400

Get Rid of ALL Filipinos or We'll Burn this Town Down:

kamalayankonsciousness:

Stumbled upon this poster while looking for Depression-era signage.

According to the source on the personal website of a UCLA reference librarian:

This is just one of several signs seen in California in the late 1920s and 1930s. Another such sign read, No Dogs or Filipinos Allowed. And yet another sign threatened towns that did not get rid of Filipinos. It was a time when Filipino were made to feel unwelcome and were even victims of racial violence. Anti-Filipino riots broke out in Exeter in the San Joaquin Valley, and in Watsonville, and even spilled over into other communities in California, such as Stockton. There were anti-Filipino incidents elsewhere in this same time period, such as in Yakima, Washington.

c/o:

“Origin of poster: Positively No Filipinos Allowed ?”, in Americans of Filipino Descent - FAQs

- by Eloisa Gomez Borah
http://personal.anderson.ucla.edu/eloisa.borah/filfaqs.htm#poster

- INTERESTING… THOUGHTS?

"I have thought on it, as has many other, and I am tempted to put the desire for fermented liquors,..."

Tue, 19 Jun 2012 01:54:33 -0400

“I have thought on it, as has many other, and I am tempted to put the desire for fermented liquors, which is unknown to animals, beside that fear of the future which is equally foreign to them and to regard both these manifestations as distinctive attributes of man, that masterpiece of the last sublunary revolution.”

- Jean Anthelme Brillat-Savarin

mud bubble(z) vi by laowlaowpantz (2012) I started this a few...

Tue, 12 Jun 2012 14:30:24 -0400

mud bubble(z) vi by laowlaowpantz (2012)

I started this a few months back between rolling burritos and flirting with old winos at the LCBO. I was being mad precious with it so I never got to put it up. Recently I remembered it existed and cleaned it up. It was easier since the weather warmed up and luck gave me other shit to give a fuck about.

Like all the tapes it’s mostly that bump I’ve had on repeat. I live with my girlfriend, so it’s stuff I hope she likes too.

I’m one of those losers that can’t play an instrument, but plays a record to a group of friends and hopes all the hopes that they might understand me better.

At first I might have been embarrassed to let The Dream define me. But these days I’m willing to own it.

To the summer and that new shit.

The tape’s 30 minutes and available in m4a format w/ chapters or MP3 w/ no chapters

Grab the m4a for the tracklist.

sirmitchell: Heres my first shot of the transit. It’s pretty...

Tue, 05 Jun 2012 20:28:49 -0400

sirmitchell:

Heres my first shot of the transit.

It’s pretty insane when you realize how small Venus looks compared to the sun, and it’s still about 65 million miles closer to us! In reality, Earth and Venus are smaller than those two sunspots.