Not Waving but Drowning by Stevie Smith
Nobody heard him, the dead man,
But still he lay moaning:
I was much further out than you thought
And not waving but drowning.
Poor chap, he always loved larking
And now he’s dead
It must have been too cold for him his heart gave way,
Oh, no no no, it was too cold always
(Still the dead one lay moaning)
I was much too far out all my life
And not waving but drowning.
New Zealand’s DB Export Beer makes one of the funniest commercials of the year.
“I Don’t Need Two Hands”
Thursdays have Friday envy. A few stories that made me laugh this week:
What date number is a burp okay? This and other food etiquette questions answered here.
American children are speaking with British accents and parents are blaming Peppa The Pig.
Timber is an app from Husqvarna that describes itself as “The First Ever Dating Service for Trees”
No thank you very much. Men are joining Masturbation Clubs.
Maybe everyone is at the Masturbation Club because Sex in the Park isn’t what it used to be.
1970s Basement Boys rejoice! Now you can hit the Masturbation Club then head over to your buddies basement and practice lightsaber dueling. It’s now an official Olympic sport.
This dude is celebrating like he just visited the Masturbation Club. “Big Fella, shut it down!”:
Laminar Flow is awesome.
Nothing makes me happier than this vintage Mr. Show clip.
I enjoyed this brief heart-felt essay written by one of my favorite authors about one of my favorite actor/magician/book collector/person. Read this adaptation of Michael Chabon’s eulogy for Ricky Jay.
The first time I saw Ricky Jay perform was sometime around 1976, on The Mike Douglas Show. Ricky was beheading roses and puncturing watermelons with one of the simple playing cards that, in his hands, became a deadly missile. He was wearing a three-piece suit but he had a long beard, and hair down to his waist, and my grandmother, watching with me, thought he looked like a degenerate. I thought he was the coolest human I had ever seen, and that impression only deepened when, many years later, I was lucky enough to get to know him…(continue here…)
This “new” coke commercial took me right back to all the tv shows I loved in the 70’s:
Art should be something of a haunting. A memory imprinted forever inside of you. Artist Rone seems to have created the perfect artistic installation in a rather unexpected place: A sprawling 1930’s abandoned and decrepit Australian mansion.
The artist describes the ruined gallery as “part exhibit, part installation, part VR and AR experience”. Empire combines art, vision, sound, light, botanical design and scent to take audiences on a hauntingly immersive multi-sensory journey through a faded icon. Full details here.
Hoping you’re having a loungy, lazy Sunday. Here’s a few of the articles I read this past week I liked quite a bit.
How people spend sudden financial windfalls. Loved this.
The producers mailed me a check via regular mail that had my name on it, no money taken out of it. Literally, it read “To Tony Hightower. The amount of 2-5-0-0-0-0.” I brought it into the bank, and I just showed it to the teller and was like, “What do I do with this?” The teller freaked out. “This is the biggest check I’ve ever seen in my life! You must be so blessed to have gotten this.” “I’m not blessed,” I said. “I worked for this. I answered 12 trivia questions.” Twelve trivia questions, $28,300 per question.
These Are the Americans Who Live in a Bubble. - Do Americans value sameness over difference?
Most Americans do not live in a totalizing bubble. They regularly encounter people of different races, ideologies, and religions. For the most part, they view these interactions as positive, or at least neutral.
Yet according to a new study by the Public Religion Research Institute (PRRI) and The Atlantic, a significant minority of Americans do not live this way. They seldom or never meet people of another race. They dislike interacting with people who don’t share their political beliefs. And when they imagine the life they want for their children, they prize sameness, not difference. Education and geography seemed to make a big difference in how people think about these issues, and in some cases, so did age.
WHO SAYS I CAN'T - Amazing. Inspiring.
Rob Mendez is not only the most unique high school football coach in America, he's one of the most unique humans in the world. The biography of Nick Vujicic, a 36-year-old motivational speaker from Australia who also has tetra-amelia, says there are just seven known people living in the world today with the syndrome. Mendez doesn't buy it.
"There's no way," he says. "I can guarantee you there is someone with no arms and legs living in the mountains somewhere with a whole different story who isn't as active as we are. I agree it's a small percentage. A very small percentage. But seven? No way."
Even if it were true, Mendez wouldn't look at things that way. He has spent his life fighting statistics, proving doctors and doubters wrong. He despises the word "special."
The more we talk that night the more one word keeps popping up: How. How does he eat? How does he sleep? How does he go to the bathroom? How does he coach football?
Here’s a playlist of my favorite newly released songs this week featuring Jay Som, Chromatics, Amy Rigby, The Claypool Lennon Delirium, Rudy Willingham, Cat Clyde, Alex Lahey, Lily & Madeleine, James Bay, Julia Michaels, Amanda Palmer, Marissa Nadler, SWMRS, Otherkin, Kim Taylor and The Wild Reeds.