Loyalty 🤍
For a long time [Dorothy] had loved karaoke. Honestly, she had loved it too much. The love was frantic but also complex, a complexity born of her desire to expose herself and be known, and her concomitant dread of exposing herself and being known. Of all the forms this conflict had ever taken in her life, karaoke was the purest.
From Christine Smallwood’s The Life of the Mind 📚
Beach phone
I recently hibernated my linkedin (🎉). But I still have a professional presence online if I need it thanks to read.cv. One of my favourite finds online over the last year or two. That first link is a referral link; you might prefer to explore first or check out my (minimal) page.
The three of them represented the three potential paths of the graduate student: the one who wins, the one who leaves, and the one who does whatever it was Dorothy was doing.
From Christine Smallwood’s The Life of the Mind 📚, a story about the academic precariat that, honestly, hits just a little too close to home.
Did a very “idle parent” thing this evening: sent the two older girls down to the basement to play while we cleaned up dinner and finished with the little one. Came down later to see the results of them playing school: the 5yr old had written numbers in yellow that the 2yr old then traced in green. Playing “school”; pretty special.
Fun fact: Google Lens on iOS (via the app) does a better job at transcribing text than the much lauded native “copy text” functionality through the camera.
Random Shopify store idea for a Sunday morning - basic fan gear (hats, tees) for non-top flight European (and other) football teams. Lots of clubs, lots of great design, lots of history. I guess the biggest barrier would be licensing? ⚽️
Training 📷
Fall dawn on the wall 📷
Transition 📷
Beach find 📷
Skeptical 📷
Yahtzee! 📷
New business cards 📷
[Oakeshott] admires those who, whether humble or exalted, poor or rich, ordinary or brilliant, in different ways achieve a sense of themselves and a style that shows their success in achieving individual humanity. There are no collective achievements in these matters. We are to each other not role models but additions to the variety of human possibilities to be enjoyed.
From Timothy Fuller’s foreword to Rationalism in politics and other essays 📚.
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A paper Discovery morning 📷 🚀🧑🚀
Lounging with logos 📷 🍏
Back in her childhood she used to have holy feelings, knifelike flashes that laid the earth open like a blue watermelon, when the sun came down to her like an elevator she was sure she could step inside and be lifted up, up, past all bad luck, past every skipped thirteenth floor in every building human beings had ever built. She would have these holy days and walk home from school and think, After this I will be able to be nice to my mother, but she never ever was, After this I will be able to talk about only what matters, life and death and what comes after, but still she went on about the weather.
From Patricia Lockwood’s No One Is Talking About This 📚
Sunday morning walk 🌂
I have finished Beautiful World, Where Are You and in my dream I was wrong: the balance Rooney’s characters navigate isn’t between fragility and fun, but rather joy (and beauty, and truth). But I wasn’t off by too much! 📚