this interview with karen o took me BACK. loved this bit:
Do you mentor other women artists?
No one’s really taken me up on my offer yet. Maybe my invitation has been too soft. I’m a pretty awkward person, so maybe I have to lean in a little bit more and be like, “You’re meeting me here. We’re gonna have lasagna. It’s gonna be delicious. We’re gonna go deep.”
meant to capture this months ago — thank G for tabs-that-stay-open-five-months (WOOF) — but i loved cristina milioti’s favorite things, especially this bit:
6. Crossing over the Manhattan Bridge
I have lived in New York for a million years, and when I am in a taxi with the windows down rumbling over the Manhattan Bridge — and I can see the skyline and the Brooklyn Bridge and the Statue of Liberty — I can’t believe that I live there after all this time. I always stop everything I’m doing and I just stare out the window at the majesty of where I live, and that the city continues to run and thrive, and it’s been through so much and it holds so much. It’s like a little prayer.
i felt this in NYC, too — riding in a taxi (a rare treat), with the windows down, though it didn’t have to be over the manhattan bridge — you really got that surge of NYC beauty and possibility.
lately i’ve been just dragging on THE GRIND. getting up so early, being in charge, all the pressure to get grants and program constantly and make it fun for everyone, do it all right, it’s a GRIND. a delightful, beautiful, soul-expanding grind. in other news, this is just about my favorite sentence this year.
passed this abandoned covid testing site in el paso and it felt like something out of a dystopian novel. what a time we lived through (are living through).
marlon brando was 48, i.e., my age, when he filmed the godfather. aging has been ~on my mind~, so this is a bit of a stinger. do i look his age? i guess i kind of do? i’m trying to just roll with it (what else is there to do) but folks, time really is a mothereffer. 
marlon brando, courtesy of vintage everyday
speaking of, i’m watching the godfather right now and i still think diane keaton was miscast. is there any hollywood juice on this front?
hi everyone, i’m still alive, hanging on, like voldemort when he gets zapped by harry potter. i plan on getting back to the blog ASAP, as soon as i get more people at work and there’s any time at all to chill. MORE TO COME TK TK TK
guys i had so much to say but now that i’m finally in front of my computer i’m like this: :| but basically i finished school on may 4th FOREVER (made a B, my only grad school B, which really chuffs, because the class was NOT GREAT, though, in fairness, i got a B because i didn’t turn in an assignment, ha, though actually later turned it in, at my professor’s urging, and then she didn’t grade it?) (classic teacher bait and switch), then i went to austin and houston to celebrate (and go to five doctors), but my pals got covid, and then when i got back to marfa, i was plunged immediately into exxxtreme grueling chaos, and so ANYWAY, graduating felt like going out with a whimper instead of a bang and now i’m just like, ok i’m done? [said by a tiny meek mouse]
grad school was a terrible slog that literally took away 2500 years of my life and sapped me of my ~ebullient spirit~, but still, it was worth it because — i’m a librarian !!!!!!!!
a good reminder from edith zimmerman:
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