bigger than the iceage

Oh I'm just a fall leaf something simple and shy like that

That's how my heart lies down beside the sidewalk

Like an empty restaurant filled with perfume and balloons

I sit and entertain the bizarro ghosts of my soul

His name still lingers maybe lactates on my tongue

Perhaps I'm just teething for a foreign fallen destiny.

all I wanted was a cuddle.

sociology as a science

The sciences of life have never been admired for quantitative exactitude … But it cannot be said that living things are at heart sloppy, fuzzy, inexact, and unscientific. How does an oceanic salmon find its way home to spawn on the very rivulet it left in Oregon three years earlier? How is a meter-long sequence of billions of nucleotide base-pairs reversibly coiled without entanglement into a nucleus no more than a few thousand base-pairs in diameter?… Such miracles bespeak of reproducible precision. But that precision is not the kind we know how to write equations about, not the kind we can measure to eight decimal places.

- arthur winfree

someday this pain will be useful to you

"One of the most foreboding things about The American Classroom was the dress code. 'Men' had to wear jackets, ties, non-denim pants, and leather shoes. 'Ladies' had to wear dresses or dress slacks and 'appropriate' blouses and leather shoes. I found it a little distressing that a program supposedly celebrating the wonder of democracy had this totalitarian approach to dressing."

I LOVE. Already.

wowowowow.