The Road To Hell Is Paved With Compostable Bags →
Friend of NLWP Cord Jefferson wrote this great, albeit depressing, (but still funny!) piece for The Awl about why our civilization is pretty much doomed. Here’s hopin’ there will be snacks (in non-compostable bags).
I haven’t found a true stoner that I wanna fuck forever.– Maia Stern
When the doctors came they said she had died of heart disease—of the joy...– Kate Chopin - The Story of an Hour
Happiness, by Raymond Carver
So early it’s still almost dark out. I’m near the window with coffee, and the usual early morning stuff that passes for thought. When I see the boy and his friend walking up the road to deliver the newspaper. They wear caps and sweaters, and one boy has a bag over his shoulder. They are so happy they aren’t saying anything, these boys. I think if they could, they would take each...
Becca: o, before i forget happy chanukkah