Henry can’t vote, but he also can’t take a picture of me with my sticker. So, compromise. #lavote (for @ericgarcetti)
Previously on Arrested Development | NPR’s guide to the running gags from the show
This is dedication.
In other news, this is brilliant.
(via npr)
at Tumblr HQ
Up before 5 to join the All Team mtg, probably too wired to go back to sleep…
This is what I did for my birthday when I was half my age.
If you are in LA and undecided, this is pretty much every reason you need to vote for @ericgarcetti next week.
And if you need more reasons, check out these endorsements from TechCrunch (its first-ever candidate endorsement!) and the LA Times.
This is the guy who, in college at Columbia, was a cheerleader, led the literary society, headed a discussion group on gender and sexuality and served the homeless while composing musicals. He speaks Spanish, is the nearly unanimous choice of the tech community, is a foster parent, and serves in the Navy reserves. It doesn’t get much better than that, character-wise.
But, most importantly, tell every Angeleno you know to GO VOTE ON TUESDAY MAY 21!
Growing up on Biggie’s block has always been my “ghetto claim to fame,” and now the NYTimes is on it. (I was there in 1997 when his hearse processed down my street - at first, when I saw the SWAT team arrive, I thought it must be a drug bust. Then the crowds followed. I was 13.)
Clinton Hill has always been the best ‘hood in NYC, but I’m constantly floored by how much it continues to change.
Astronaut Performs David Bowie’s “Space Oddity” While Floating in Space
Before he returns to Earth after five months aboard the International Space Station, Commander Chris Hadfield recorded this amazing cover of David Bowie’s “Space Oddity.”
Reaffirms my love for the Internet (and humanity). I hope this is blowing David Bowie’s mind as much as it is mine: 44 years after the single’s release, a bonafide astronaut is singing Space Oddity IN SPACE and over a million people watched it in under 24 hours.
“I just remembered that today’s my birthday.” I was thirty. Before me stretched the portentous, menacing road of a new decade…. Thirty – the promise of a decade of loneliness, a thinning list of single men to know, a thinning brief-case of enthusiasm, thinning hair…. So we drove on toward death through the cooling twilight.
Am I just super anxious about my imminent birthday or is The Great Gatsby actually really all about turning 30??
(Yes, this was my major takeaway from the movie.)
The New Yorker keeps ripping off my childhood.
HAPPY MOTHERS’ DAY!






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