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"I have always been a wretched speaker. My vocabulary dwells deep in my mind and needs paper to wriggle out into the physical zone. Spontaneous eloquence seems to me a miracle. I have rewritten—often several times—every word I have ever published. My pencils outlast their erasures."

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The Avett Brothers - “Blue Ridge Mountain Blues”

Assorted thoughts

My family got me a banjo for my birthday, and I’ve been listening to the Earl Scruggs station on Pandora, and bluegrass is actually incredible except that when there are lyrics you can’t understand them at all. But I firmly stand by my previous statings that the banjo is the best instrument. I mean, it looks awesome, and the sound it produces is happy and clear and just sort of goofy in a great way. Like, banjo players accept the fact that their instrument sounds funny. I think it’s a nice model for life.

I’ve also been reading a ton of E.B. White essays, and there’s this one from 1960 where he talks about world peace, and he says, “Most people think of peace as a state of Nothing Bad Happening, or Nothing Much Happening. Yet if peace is to overtake us and make us the gift of serenity and well-being, it will have to be the state of Something Good Happening. What is this good thing? I think it is the evolution of community, community slowly and surely invested with the robes of government by the consent of the governed. We cannot conceivably achieve a peaceful life merely by relaxing the tensions of sovereign nations; there is an unending supply of them. We may gain a breather by relaxing a tension here and there, but I think it a fallacy that a mere easement, or diplomacy triumphant, can ever be the whole base for peace. You could relax every last tension tonight and wake tomorrow morning with all the makings of war, all the familiar promise of trouble.”

In other news, I finished The Virgin Suicides and was too sad already to be sad at what happened, which, I guess, everybody knew was going to happen right from the first page, anyway, but it was still pretty terrible. But if you’re looking for a really excellently-written depressing book, read it.

This just came up on Earl Scruggs Pandora. This is the best album cover I’ve ever seen.

My brother has a friend whose favorite animal is the tick

His birthday party was a picnic in a meadow full of ticks

This is real life

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Josh Ritter - Love is Making its Way Back Home

This video was created with over 12,000 pieces of construction paper, shown as it was shot, with no effects added in post.

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Leonardo da Vinci-esque Large Hadron Collider by Dr. Sergio Cittolin.

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The Doctor and The Torch

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I GIVE YOU, THE BROSHIP OF THE RING

…and Gollum

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