Fashion designer Scott Newkirk’s New York cabin
Love this.
Over at Valleywag, Sam Biddle shares my estimation of Yahoo’s scheme to “buy your way to popularity” in a piece called “A Brief History of Yahoo Buying and Ruining Things”
Ah, 1999. (via ariverisariver)
Yahoo is (was?) like that obnoxious rich kid in high school that nobody likes, who keeps buying cool things then abandoning them when they fail to win him instant popularity.
How I feel driving around Milwaukee lately… : milwaukee
a_fulk weaves a rich fucking tapestry of aggravation in a Reddit thread about every road everywhere being under construction at the same time.
Woah.
(Source: myinnerlandscape)
goose-kevin: what is that thing about when someone tries to tell you their dream and you’re like “omg stop so boring shut mouth” but you still want to tell other people dreams you’ve had with the expectation that they’ll be like “WOW an interesting brain in there so good”
wandatinasky: my old roommate once called recounting a dream “telling a story that doesn’t make any sense about something that didn’t actually happen,” and that’s a pretty good reason to tell or not tell people all about yr dreams
karlfun: A friend told me once that if you summarize your dreams into one sentence, people will find them more interesting. I’ve taken the advice and had success with it.
An example: a couple nights ago, I had a dream that huge, drive-able snakes were the common, cheaper alternative to cars.I had a girlfriend that would go on and on about her dreams, for 15 minutes at a time, to the point that I’d tune out, forget that she was talking about a dream, and start listening again, thinking that it was real life.
Then I’d figure out again that it was a dream and get so angry.
But the one sentence thing really works. I care about your dreams for as long as a sentence is. The minute you take a breath is the minute I stop listening.
I like the one-sentence concept.
Now I just need it to become universal common knowledge.
Cream City Cinema: Frankie Latina | Milwaukee Film
So Frankie’s $75,000 Kickstarter campaign was successful and he’ll be making Snap Shot.
I first heard from Frankie when he contacted me at Sky Knights once upon a time looking to shoot some skydiving and helicopter action scenes for Modus Operandi. Good to see he’s still making movies.
Costco CEO Craig Jelinek supports raising the minimum wage.
Costco announced record profits today, averaging $10,000 in profit per employee compared to $7,400 at Walmart.
The secret to Costco’s success is paying employees well, providing benefits, and giving them an opportunity to unionize.So large corporations’ excuses that treating & paying workers well would damage profits are all a crock of shit.
Also: not hiring a CEO that wants to cut employee wages in order to increase their own wage helps a bit.
Hard to argue what actually works.
(Source: facebook.com)
“going Bulworth”
(via nedhepburn)
DO IT.
DO IT.
DO IT.
(via apoplecticskeptic)
Yes. YES. YES!
FACTS ABOUT THE NATION OF KELV
(click here to see larger version of map)Capital (and largest city): Bladovak
Official Language: Kelvic
Government: Warlord Democracy
Population: 4,563,112
Religions: Kelvic Orthodox 70%, Vlach 16%, Brogosziin 9%, Muslim 5%, Jew 2%
National Anthem: “Kelv, Kaar Ve Naccm” (Kelv, You Are The Night)
Currency: Fech
National Holidays: St. Draku’s Day (Feb 9), Gorvanc Rem (Nov 14)
Agriculture: High-fructose corn syrup, onions, pig’s milk, radishes, gekh
Industries: glue, daggers, bleach
Current Environmental Issues: petrification, spirit attacks, earth shiver
Interesting. I never really gave much thought to the place my favorite gekh comes from.
I’m just going to hazard a guess that “Tiny” is a humongous dude that looks completely terrifying until he lets out a deep belly laugh.
The word “lounge” seems to be in a fight against the general decay and, seemingly active, phone booth for whether or not this is a bar you want to go into.
Reblogging this one for Kel.
By Josh Arter:
You know when you really like something, but you can’t quite put a finger on it? That’s exactly how I feel about Milwaukee.
It’s a sort of serendipitous love. You make friends (great ones, at that). You find all the coolest places. You make memories, stay out late on the weekends, take a walk around the block during lunch, and then one day, all of a sudden, you realize it: something’s different.
You realize that Milwaukee is an incredible city.
It’s not as big as others, and it’s not quite on the same map as others, but to those that live here, it’s like a big secret. We all know that Milwaukee is a great place to be, but no one necessarily needs to say it out loud.
I guess that’s what is so funny to me. I love Milwaukee. Hell, I started this blog about how much I love it. I want to share the love, I want to inspire people to see, read, and realize for themselves that Milwaukee is indeed the Great City on the Lake.
I recently took a walk with the girl I love in the city I love. It was a beautiful evening with the sunset casting its pale pink and gold light on the buildings. There was a peaceful calm upon the city, and in that dreamlike moment, I realized two things:
One, it really benefits you to actually look up and around and see just how gorgeous Milwaukee is. The history, the architecture, even the people. It’s a rich city full of life. Sometimes we are just too wrapped up in ourselves to stop, look around, and realize that you are just one person among many that makes Milwaukee the city it is.
And two, sometimes you just really do need that split-second flash of serendipity where everything is right in the world to make you fall in love. However, on the other hand, for some, their love of Milwaukee is a long, winding story of exploration, heartbreak, memories, and the sense of complete comfort knowing that the city you rest your head upon is right where you want to be.
Milwaukee is the kind of city that, when you move away, you realize just how much you miss it. It’s one of the only cities I’ve ever been to that has that hometown feel to it. You can’t explain it, but it just feels right.
I can’t thank you enough for the memories created here over the years. I can’t thank you enough for bringing me to the people who complete my life. I can’t thank you enough for welcoming me with open arms and showing me that a big city can, in fact, feel like home more than any other place.
Thanks for the love, MKE. I just hope I can give back the same love you gave me.
Desert Dome - Mitchell Domes
Courtesy of DearMKE