A little gem from tonight’s (first-ever) squash videotapage.

I’d post the whole half hour, but I wouldn’t want you to become overly intimidated by the sheer athletic prowess on display by these two ridiculously good-looking athletes.

Quoted For Truth (and Poetry):

kristar:

As I rode my bike with the wind in my hair, I looked at pretty things. I breathed in the evening sunlight and it warmed me. It was a kind of present that was familiar. The kind that gives you hope. I realized its never about where you are, the only thing that matters is that you find moments of happiness.The best things in life arent the things you can have, in fact its quite strange that the best things in life are our dreams. The way there, and never really knowing if you’ll ever get there, although some days you feel its much closer than others. The worst and the best things are those strange hiccups that drag us around and make us feel as though our worries will continue on forever, the day break comes at some point and you’re back dreaming again. I began dreaming today of possibility. The fact that I am so young, and still, with so much potential ahead of me - have the clarity of someone who is looking back. Whatever happened in my life has served me well as this insight is all I truly need to be happy. The days you dreamt about your firsts are so much better than dreading your lasts. Life right now is still new and exciting. I never realized it. The best part of it all is the waiting, the anticipation. Dreaming of the house you’ll buy… and when you’re a kid you don’t worry how you’ll get there, you know that it’ll just come along. Waiting for the love of your life, and when he gets there - you know its taken him just about as much time to find you, and all the mess you had to wade through before - is just as gratifying as the finding of this rare, unique treasure. The times you’re in a memory your so busy making it last, stretching it out - dying and trying to relish in it. Those are all and well of course, but its the single string of events in your own life that bring you to where you are. Those are the best. And the visualization of your paths end is how you get there. The divine creation of it is all in your hands. Figure this out, and you’re forever a winner in your own circle. Its one thing to wait for the future and its one thing to simply watch it unveil itself. Their is something extremely benevolent about how our future guides us, subtly, with little specks of trust in ourselves as a guide..

World, meet Radiolab.

If you think TED videos are interesting/informative, prepare to be overwhelmed. Imagine all the insight in one TED video compressed down to its main points, then mixed in with the same from all other related TED vids—what you’ll get is equivalent to one Radiolab broadcast.

Radiolab is a podcast out of NY that single-handedly makes the podcast a worthy invention. It’s an hour long show featuring two awesome/hilarious hosts (and their band of merry interns) discussing, story-telling, interviewing, and philosophizing about some of the most interesting topics in life. Here’s a few random titles: Choices, Limits, Numbers, Lucy, Famous Tumours, The Luckiest Lobster, Contact, Who Am I?, Chasing Bugs… the list goes on for another 80 or so.

The one I’m posting now is called “Oops” and it’s the first one I ever heard. Like heroin, it’s a good place to start the inevitable binge into your soon-to-be re-examined life. It’s basically a compilation of really captivating stories about crazy coincidences/mistakes.

After you give it a listen (Warning: you’ll need an hour of uninterrupted attention—you can try doing other things, but it’s so interesting you’ll probably just find yourself sitting, unable to focus on anything but the sweet noise in your ears), you should chat with me about it because I’d love to hear your take on this kind of stuff.

*drooooool*

constantflux:

internerd:

Dayvan Cowboy - Boards of Canada

My most favourite song of all songs.

Turn it up loud, close your eyes, enjoy the beauty.

nice, keir

Oh man, this band; this song; bliss.

Mouthful of Cavities [Edit] by Blind Melon

So you’ve probably heard of Blind Melon via their quasi-one-hit-wonder stoner-song No Rain, and I’ve gotta say, I did too. Actually, I even once said to a friend it’s their only good song, but, alas, a quick peak at my last.fm will be reveal that I actually listen to them quite a bit, especially lately.

I would compare them in most every way to Modest Mouse: strange, peculiar-sounding yet impressive vocals and lyrics; eclectic, sometimes-offbeat yet addictive instrumentals; and a steep ‘learning curve’ in getting to like their music.

It only helps that they’re followed by Blink 182 on my iTunes—the resulting combo almost always lures me in for a couple hours.