"do androids dream of electric sheep?" [21 Aug 2008|03:51am] literaryquotes [a_dna_lie] "At that moment," Iran said, "when I had the TV sound off, I was in a 382 mood; I had just dialed it. So although I heard the emptiness intellectually, I didn't feel it. My first reaction consisted of being grateful that we could afford a Penfield mood organ. But then I realized how unhealthy it was, sensing the absence of life, not just in this building but everywhere, and not reacting- do you see? I guess you don't. But that used to be considered a sign of mental illness; they called it 'absence of appropriate effect.' So I left the TV sound off and I sat down at my mood organ and experimented. And I finally found a setting for despair." Her dark, pert face showed satisfaction, as if she had achieved something of worth. "So I put it on my schedule for twice a month; I think that's a reasonable amount of time to feel hopeless about everything, about staying here on Earth after everybody who's smart has emigrated, don't you think?" "But a mood like that, " Rick said, "you're apt to stay in it, not dial your way out. Despair like that, about total reality, is self-perpetuating. -Do androids dream of electric sheep? Philip K. Dick   post comment

Floor Tattoos [20 Aug 2008|11:50am] mocoloco http://feeds.mocoloco.com/~r/mocoloco/KGTY/~3/370086481/005873.php Floor to Heaven just sent us some new floorcouture, three new Floor Tattoos; Rock it, Love (above) and Loveletters! Floor to Heaven is designer Michaela Schleypen's custom made rug collection, see more here. + floortoheaven.com post comment

[20 Aug 2008|12:23pm] literaryquotes [king_duncan] [ mood | contemplative ] Eva: I love Architects.  Has Lili told you yet of my affair with Mies van der Rohe? Nick: No – no, she hasn't – Eva: She will get to it.  Of course, it's a preposterous idea, but it's a thing she likes to say. Lili: It came on the heels of her affair with Himmler. Eva: (gaily) Yes, my darling, spin, spin.  (Smiliing conspiratorially at Nick) Now what kind of architect do you wish to be? Nick: Every kind. Eva: Yes, I'd forgotten.  There is never any need to ask an American this sort of question; one always receives the same ansswer.  And what do you wish to build? Nick: A whole city. Eva: Do you mean, by that, that you wish to build an entire city yourself or that you wish to build a city that is technologically integrated, spiritually complete, and well managed? Nick: The latter. Lili: All the cities have already been built. Nick: Not all of them. - Richard Greenberg, The American Plan post comment

This Week from Tokyo [20 Aug 2008|08:39am] mocoloco http://feeds.mocoloco.com/~r/mocoloco/KGTY/~3/370044692/005872.php + Noriko Hashida designs the Bew kitchen tray for I'mD. + MUJI introduces a three-storey narrow version of its "Ki no Ie" pre-fab home. + The "Good Design Expo 2008," previewing all this year's nominated products for the annual Good Design Award, takes place this weekend (August 22-24) at Tokyo Big Sight. JS post comment

Pete Doherty - "A Stupid Question" [20 Aug 2008|09:15am] literaryquotes [boarder_x18x] [ music | unstookietitled ] Someone on or above the earth, tell me why on earth, does she beg of love at the feet of men who snatch hers from her, selling it on to themselves at a profit that can’t possibly reflect its worth. This is always ungentle robbery, is not a plot of lust, because she is very conscious of her select few lovers, particularly in relation to her gains, to her own sexual harvest. The answer, in vague and uncertain terms, lies somewhere in the shaded area shaped quadrangle by the lines that don’t quite connect the picture of a father, the part of her soul that freezes at the touch of warmth, the tattered feminist beginners handbook, the lampshade and the bloody gate that she gazes at monthly, that she once made me taste, that stains her desire for progress. But desire tarnished; twisted, perverse desire, does not have any implications for the progress itself. And so, progressively, her questions become more stupid. Hand in the fire stupid, Eating broken glass stupid, forgetting that you don’t like pain stupid. Stupid then and stupid when, on a terribly, dreadfully sunny day comes the most ridiculous, nauseous, frustratingly stupid question of them all. On the wall high above the grafiti of all the things I could never bring myself to say, she turned to me just as the sun turned away and (thinking, in her stupidity, that it couldn’t see or hear us) asked: ‘Will you love me forever?’ ‘Of course not’, I said. 3 comments|post comment

Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte [20 Aug 2008|02:50am] literaryquotes [the_blue_dahlia] "Dread remorse when you are tempted to err, Miss Eyre: remorse is the poison of life." "Repentance is said to be its cure, sir." "It is not its cure.  Reformation may be its cure; and I could reform- I have strength yet for that--if--but where is the use of thinking of it, hampered, burdened, cursed as I am? Besides, since happiness is irrevocably denied to me, I have a right to get pleasure out of life: and I will get it, cost what it may." 8 comments|post comment

Virginia Woolf, "A Room of One's Own" [20 Aug 2008|01:50am] literaryquotes [loosened_grasp] I need not hate any man; he cannot hurt me. I need not flatter any man; he has nothing to give me. 4 comments|post comment

goodbye, ohio, until the snow comes (probably) [19 Aug 2008|11:15pm] anchoredhope [ mood | calm ] eee, bostonbostonbostonboston boston in two days. I'm so ridiculously excited to be going back, but now that it gets closer, part of me wonders what, exactly, i'm so excited about. I won't have a bed until i can get my loan money, i already have reading for classes next week, and I'm stressing out about how I'm going to get some furniture from the Cambridge apartment to my new apartment in Brighton. But still, I'm excited. So many friends to see in Boston! Such a lovely city! So many things to do! I'll have a life, and it'll be awesome. There are always things I miss about the places I've lived in that I no longer live. I will always be nostalgic for certain aspects of Cleveland (like Algebra and Phoenix and just the fact that I was in college there) and Norton, and now New Orleans (though really, that one is going to be people, and not places. Although Rue was gorgeous. I need to find a gorgeous coffee shop near Brighton...). I'm very glad I went to New Orleans this summer. i'm glad I'm doing law school at BC. I'm glad Case was my undergrad. i'm making good decisions with my life. Or I'm falling into good decisions. Either way, I'm happy with it all. And I think that's what counts. I think I'm going to finally start hand writing letters to people. I have a whole list of people I want to write to... Barbie, Jenny, Bornali, Julia, Emily, Martine, Shelley, Kelly, Rob, Nick... god, I want to write real letters to everyone, don't I? I just like that they're so... unusual in this modern era, and personal, and nice. Also, i've been reading. I keep sloooowwwly making my way through Foucault's Pendulum. I like it, but it's a lot slower moving than the other Eco book I've read was. I've also been distracted by other books. I read my first Toni Morrison book, Song of Solomon, and loved it. Super fast book, eerie story elements well done, great plot and just... it was definitely the kind of book you fall into, and the story is so good you don't want to stop. I like books that get into people's interlifes and emotions and relationships with others, and this did thatl well. and then I read a book called Bay of Angels, by Anita Brookner. Did not like. Boring writing, strange pace, in first person, but very little internal development is seen. It felt like reading a diary written by someone who isn't terribly self-aware and introspective. Now I'm reading Never Let Me Go. I like it; I'm curious to see more of the world its set in, and it looks like another quick read. 1 comment|post comment

[19 Aug 2008|06:07pm] molofan Okay. It's up. In the interest of how long the whole thing is (around 8300 words), it's been put up in three parts. Each with an accompanying image, courtesy of the lovely graphic design mind of themilkman. Click the graphics to go to corresponding sections one, two, and three. Without further ado, here is the interview I conducted with Matmos, for themilkfactory: It's still unreal. And hot. post comment

[19 Aug 2008|04:22pm] crazykiwi [ mood | ecstatic ] I GOT AN A IN WOMEN'S LIT!!!!!!!! This makes me so very happy.  XD  4 comments|post comment

[19 Aug 2008|01:50pm] literaryquotes [toxic_water] I'm looking for two quotes that I read a while back.; I can't remember where exactly, but I think the two are unrelated.  I could be wrong about that though. The first one has something to do with how an ill-fated love matures a youth. The second says that something along the lines of how the less experience a person has with his emotions, the more control he believes he has. I'm sorry I for the vague description, both quotes were quite short.  Thanks for any help! 2 comments|post comment

The Picture of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde [19 Aug 2008|04:51pm] literaryquotes [butterflyangels] "There is no such thing as a good influence, Mr. Gray. All influence is immoral- immoral from the scientific point of view." "Why?" “Because to influence a person is to give him one’s own soul. He does not think his natural thoughts, or burn with his own natural passions. His virtues are not real to him. His sins, if there are such things as sins, are borrowed. He becomes an echo of someone else’s music, an actor of a part that has not been written for him. The aim of life is self-development. To realize one’s nature perfectly- that is what each of us is here for. People are afraid of themselves, nowadays. They have forgotten the highest of all duties, the duty that one owes to one’s self. Of course they are charitable. They feed the hungry, and clothe the beggar. But their own souls starve, and are naked. Courage has gone out of our race. Perhaps we never really had it. The terror of society, which is the basis of morals, the terror of God, which is the secret of religion- these are the two things that govern us. And yet-” “Just turn your head a little more to the right, Dorian, like a good boy,” said the painter, deep in his work, and conscious only that a look had come into the lad’s face that he had never seen there before. “And yet,” continued Lord Henry, in his low, musical voice, and with that graceful wave of the hand that was always so characteristic of him, and that he had even in his Eton days, “I believe that if one an were to live out his life fully and completely, were to give form to every feeling, expression to every thought, reality to every dream- I believe that the world would gain such a fresh impulse of joy that we would forget all the maladies of medievalism, and return to the Hellenic ideal- to something finer, richer, than the Hellenic ideal, it may be. But the bravest man amongst us is afraid of himself. The mutilation of the savage has its tragic survival in the self-denial that mars our lives. We are punished for our refusal. Every impulse that we strive to strangle broods in the mind, and poisons us.” 9 comments|post comment

Half Asleep in Frog Pajamas, Tom Robbins [19 Aug 2008|04:23pm] literaryquotes [hallow000] "Future?  Oh, I get it.  You mean you don't foresee a pot of gold at the end of our juicy rainbow.  You mean our initimacy isn't likely to yield a dividend.  You disappoint me, Gwendolyn.  I hoped you might have a watt or two more light in your bulb than those poor toads who look at romance as an investment, like waterfront property or municipal bonds.  Would you complain because a beautiful sunset doesn't have a future or a shooting star a payoff?  And why should romance 'lead anywhere'?  Passion isn't a path through the woods.  Passion is the woods.  It's the deepest, wildest part of the forest; the grove where the fairies still dance and obscene old vipers still snooze in the boughs.  Everybody but the most dried up and dysfunctional is drawn to the grove and enchanted by its mysteries, but then they just can't wait to call in the chain saws and bull dozers and replace it with a family-style restaurant or a new S and L.  That's the payoff, I guess.  Safety.  Security.  Certainty.  Yes, indeed.  Well, remember this, pussy latte, we're not invovled in a 'relationship,' you and I, we're invovled in a collison.  Collisons don't lend much themselves to secure futures, but the act of colliding is hard to beat for interest." 3 comments|post comment

Milk Gone Bad [19 Aug 2008|01:11pm] mocoloco http://feeds.mocoloco.com/~r/mocoloco/KGTY/~3/369287548/005861.php The Milk Gone Bad table lamp by AnAtomic Factory with illustrations by Bombo is a follow-up to the earlier Long Life Light. When the Milk Gone Bad light is off, it resembles a simple white milk carton. When switched on, the light reveals the mold that grows unseen inside. The imaginary cartoon-like mold happens to be a lot more pleasant than the real life version and is available in 8 colourways, each with a different personality. The lamp comes flat and is constructed much the way a milk carton would be. + anatomicfactory.com post comment

Herculine Barbin [19 Aug 2008|07:39pm] literaryquotes [dothestrand] I have breathed in only the fragrance of that golden cup. You have drunk to the dregs all its shame, all its dishonour, still without being satisfied. So keep your pity to yourself.     You are to be pitied more than I, perhaps. I soar above your innumerable miseries, partaking of the nature of the angels; for, as you have said, my place is not in your narrow sphere. You have the earth, I have boundless space. Enchained here below by the thousand bonds of your gross, material senses, your spirits cannot plunge into that limpid Ocean of the infinite where, lost for a day upon your arid shores, my soul drinks deep.     Set free before its time from its virginal envelope, it has glimpsed with beatitude the luminous brightness of an immortal, resplendent world, its future and longed-for abode. Oh! Who could describe the surges of pure ecstasy of my soul, whose earthly ties to humanity have been broken. And from what a height it contemplates that closed horizon, swarming with so much passion, so much hateful anger, so much materialism! And it is upon me that you will cast your insulting disdain, as upon a disinherited creature, a being without a name! -from the memoirs of the nineteenth century French hermaphrodite, Herculine Barbin 2 comments|post comment

What happened to...? [19 Aug 2008|01:32pm] bollywood [elfstar18] A while back when I went to see some heavily anticipated blockbuster (Kabhi Alvida Na Kehna, maybe?) I saw previews for two movies that I was really excited about. One was an epic fantasy looking movie called "Talisman" and the other was a new Munna Bhai movie. It's been over a year since seeing them though, and I haven't heard anything more about either film or seen any more previews. Has anyone heard anything about either of these movies? 3 comments|post comment

Yash Raj's Chain of Flops [19 Aug 2008|11:47am] bollywood [lionelbitchie] Hi Everyone, This is my first post. I had a question for you all. Tomorrow I'm going out to see Bachna Ae Haseeno which so far has not been considered a flop. Has anyone else seen it? And if so, do you think it will break Yash Raj's string of 3 consecutive flops (Laaga Chunari Mein Daag, Aaja Nachle, and Tashan)? Also, did everyone really think that the recent flops were actually bad films? I personally thought LCMD and Tashan were nothing to go crazy about, but they weren't horrible either. And I actually thought  Aaja Nachle was pretty entertaining. What's your opinion? 25 comments|post comment

[20 Aug 2008|12:44am] literaryquotes [fourthmotionsky] "I don't really blame you for being dead but you can't have your sweater back." - from Richard Siken's poem, "Straw House, Straw Dog" 14 comments|post comment

The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle - Murakami Haruki [19 Aug 2008|10:45pm] literaryquotes [junsuisa] "They just disappeared somewhere," I added feebly. "Like the dew on a summer morning." Or like a star at daybreak. post comment

Sydney Design 08: Workshopped [19 Aug 2008|08:56am] mocoloco http://feeds.mocoloco.com/~r/mocoloco/KGTY/~3/369040891/005868.php Workshopped, a key player on the Australian design scene, aims to identify Australian design and call attention to it on a national and international level. The Workshopped exhibition is one of the main events during Sydney Design 08 and features the work of about thirty designers, up from an inaugural group of five in 2001. Some of the products snapped during the opening of the Workshopped exhibition were the XHD Chair shown above by Tim Foster, the Book Block by Matthew Conway, the Ferdinand rocker by Angus McDonald and John Madden, the ilt lamp designed by Berto Pandolfo, the MOS table by David Moses, Revolution vases by Adam Goodrum and the T45 designed by Damian Barton. + workshopped.com.au post comment

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