This is the facebook profile picture of a girl I grew up with in Syracuse (who hopefully doesn’t read my blog). She hunts a lot and is a few weeks away from having a baby. Crazy to see how different people end up. I’ve hunted a spider in my NYC apt before, that’s about it.
I remember once in Australia [Morrissey] was ill. This is the illest man ever! But he was terribly ill in bed and eventually struggled out onto the roof of the hotel. [So] Morrissey was sitting there, swathed in scarves, drinking hot chocolate, and he suddenly said in a really plaintive voice, “There’s a wasp drowning in the swimming-pool.” And I swear to God he made me fish it out! And it sat there cleaning its wings off. Then he was happy.
Jo Slee, former personal assistant to Morrissey (via sixstepsback) (via desnoise) (via bespectacled) (via yancey)
This makes me want to puke.
Early Bird Special: Nothing says “Made In America” like a product that is scientifically designed to make you both fatter and lazier.
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