Johann Georg Leinberger, 1729 - 1731.
Death blowing bubbles.
Every time I read/view this, I laugh.
Skeletor Affirmations (by ghoulnextdoor)
"WE IMPROVE OURSELVES BY VICTORIES OVER OURSELVES. THERE MUST BE CONTESTS, AND WE MUST WIN."
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Maybe possibly completely in love with this song.
I make playlists as a form of meditation
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Posted on October 21, 2010 | 2 CommentsI tempted fate when I was seven. I looked up at the life-sized replica of a blue whale, diving toward the ground in the Hall of Ocean Life in the […]
Posted on March 29, 2010 | No CommentsTen-ish years ago, one of my best childhood friends and her husband split up. Being engaged, rounding 30 and kidless, I can’t say I at all understood how difficult her […]
Posted on December 18, 2009 | 3 CommentsShe was my mean girl in high school. I dreaded going to school. I dreaded the classes we had together. I was sure it was her that scrawled the word […]
Posted on September 11, 2009 | 1 CommentThis is me in all of my three-weeks-from-17, just-graduated glory, standing next to my brother on a commuter ferry that took us from central New Jersey to South Street Seaport, […]
Posted on June 25, 2009 | 3 CommentsI never had my own pair of roller skates with hand-made pink baby pom-pons draped over the laces. I don’t remember wanting them. The scuffed gray rentals with faded red […]
Posted on March 2, 2009 | 3 CommentsMy Facebook connections seem to compound by the day, but I couldn’t feel less connected in general. It’s a little disjointing, this proliferating collection of re-connections with people who have […]
Posted on October 8, 2008 | 1 CommentI spent part of the summer that I turned 20 hanging out with a guy I’ll call Ted who had the word wiggle in his last name. (Really.) He was […]
Posted on September 11, 2008 | 3 CommentsThe first tower opened the year that I was born, near enough to Manhattan’s bridges and tunnels for my father to traverse them daily. I only went inside of the […]
Posted on April 16, 2008 | 6 CommentsJen over at one plus two listed seven windows of her soul and asked us for our own. It was just the distraction I needed this morning to clear some […]
Posted on November 1, 2007 | 1 CommentThirteen years ago today, Dan and I were on our first trip together, just a few short months after we met. We both wanted to explore New Orleans. He thought […]