Friday, February 24, 2017
I love how many collars he wears. Interesting look.
— Reince Priebus on Bannon at CPAC
Thursday, February 23, 2017
That’s the worst Brusco.
— Real Estate Agent on our landlords.
Wednesday, February 22, 2017
Frank Gehry No Longer Allowed To Make Sandwiches For Grandkids
— Article title from The Onion
Tuesday, February 21, 2017
If the discrepancy is real, this could be a disruption of the current highly successful standard model of cosmology and just what the younger generation wants — a chance for big discoveries, new insights and breakthroughs.
— Michael S. Turner, “Cosmos Controversy: The Universe Is Expanding, but How Fast?,” The New York Times
Monday, February 20, 2017
If you’re not in a state of play you can’t make anything.
— Paula Scher, Abstract: The Art of Design
Sunday, February 19, 2017
Human bean… Our lives have been torn apart. We will live in a hell like place without parents I said… The window was only half as pretty as the dozens of paintings surrounding it…
— Excerpts from a story Lily wrote at 9
Saturday, February 18, 2017
Protects it from what?
— Marc Utay on pie crust protector
Friday, February 17, 2017
An architectural product that’s exportable.
— Phi’s goal (not verbatim)
Thursday, February 16, 2017
— Judy and Nick
Wednesday, February 15, 2017
When you cook, cook with love.
— IT Alex
Tuesday, February 14, 2017
I’m a guy that know’s whats up. Lets have some more ginger ale!
— Sid holding bottle of red wine
Monday, February 13, 2017
you win the Nobel Prize for Penguinwear!
— email subject line (referring to my penguin in Sgt. Peppers suit)
Sunday, February 12, 2017
What if, when Tracy Austin writes that after her 1989 car crash, “I quickly accepted that there was nothing I could do about it,” the statement is not only true but exhaustively descriptive of the entire acceptance process she went through? Is someone stupid or shallow because she can say to herself that there’s nothing she can do about something bad and so she’d better accept it, and thereupon simply accept it with no more interior struggle? Or is that person maybe somehow natively wise and profound, enlightened in the childlike way some saints and monks are enlightened?
— David Foster Wallace, “How Tracy Austin Broke My Heart,” String Theory
Saturday, February 11, 2017
A wise man once said nothing.
— A shirt someone made for Grandpa Jack that everyone gets a kick out of
Friday, February 10, 2017
Yes, it’s always like this.
— Dad on the sky.
Thursday, February 9, 2017
Glad you made it.
— 375 Building Guard on basically snow day
Wednesday, February 8, 2017
Stop working on mechanicals.
Tuesday, February 7, 2017
Looks like it’s above us.
— The pond waterin Central Park at night
Monday, February 6, 2017
Sunday, February 5, 2017
Make em’ laugh.