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The sun in Holland is like a painting: you can see it, but it’s totally useless.

- Marwa’s emphatic indictment of the non-heat-giving Dutch sun. 

They try to squeeze in as many beats as possible, so everyone has a chance, but some people still can’t get it.

- Liza, on songs nowadays, and the persisting inability of some (Dutch male) people to dance in rhythm. 


There is something beautiful about a man in power being willing to do this, and then being deliberate in releasing this photo, to want this photo to be amongst the many of his presidency. I found these words online, from speaker and author Patti Digh:

My friend, Caren Knox, posted this on Facebook this morning.
Here’s the caption: President Barack Obama bends over so the son of a White House staff member can pat his head during a family visit to the Oval Office May 8, 2009. The youngster wanted to see if the President’s haircut felt like his own. (Official White House Photo by Pete Souza)
This little boy wanted to see if the President’s hair felt like his.
For some reason, it made me burst into tears.
Perhaps at the beautiful demonstration of a child’s curiosity when we don’t “shush” them.
Perhaps at the thought that this young boy could see part of himself in the President of the United States, for the very first time.
Perhaps at the humble way President Obama bent down.
Perhaps all of the above.



waybetterthanyou

There is something beautiful about a man in power being willing to do this, and then being deliberate in releasing this photo, to want this photo to be amongst the many of his presidency. I found these words online, from speaker and author Patti Digh:

My friend, Caren Knox, posted this on Facebook this morning.

Here’s the caption: President Barack Obama bends over so the son of a White House staff member can pat his head during a family visit to the Oval Office May 8, 2009. The youngster wanted to see if the President’s haircut felt like his own. (Official White House Photo by Pete Souza)

This little boy wanted to see if the President’s hair felt like his.

For some reason, it made me burst into tears.

Perhaps at the beautiful demonstration of a child’s curiosity when we don’t “shush” them.

Perhaps at the thought that this young boy could see part of himself in the President of the United States, for the very first time.

Perhaps at the humble way President Obama bent down.

Perhaps all of the above.

waybetterthanyou

King of All Nations

Dr. Tuck of Pembroke College, Oxford, raises an important point about the use and abuse of Rev. Dr. MLK Jr’s image and legacy.

The Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. was an international as well as an American icon. But his legacy was used to serve a range of purposes.

President Obama—yes, the man can SING. 

Some Like Her Hot: GQ.com

Michelle Williams, tenderly rendered. I must be clear: I’m not a fan—I did not grow up on Dawson’s Creek, and My Week with Marilyn has only just joined Blue Valentine on my endless to-watch list; I’ve not seen her work. Her life story itself moves me. A real tale of working hard, taking risks, challenging yourself, persisting—and loving oh so incredibly much. Thank you, Chris Heath. 

There is a question I have been wanting to understand the answer to, but have been feeling that I simply can’t ask. Eventually I just ask it anyway:

Do you think there was a part of you that imagined the two of you would somehow end up together?

Immediately, I wish that I hadn’t. The look on her face—a kind of juddering visceral alarm at what has been said…I don’t wish to see that look many more times in my life. “That would make me way too sad to answer,” she says quickly, and I hurriedly begin another question, about something completely different, hoping that if I say it fast enough these new words will chase the old words away from where they are hanging in the air between us, and maybe she will let me pretend that it was something I never said.

“No, no,” she says, and I can see the tears forming, and I think she means that she doesn’t want to answer any more questions about anything. I mutter some kind of apology under my breath.

But, even now, I’m wrong about everything. Mostly she is just trying to stop my new question. She has something to tell me.

“No,” she says. “I said it would make me too sad to answer but it’s also…”—and she nods even as her voice breaks once more with tears—”…one of my favorite things to imagine.” And through the tears, a beaming, almost beatific smile stretches room-wide across her face. “It’s actually one of my favorite places to visit.”

John Krasinski voices esurance commercials

The dry-yet-cheeky delivery was unmistakeable. It had to be John Krasinski. (Go Boston!)

Live music soothes veterans with PTSD at Fresno's VA hospital - latimes.com

Live music at Fresno’s VA hospital makes a big difference

Musicians in the hospital waiting room were meant to provide simple distraction, but doctors noticed improvement in many patients, especially those with PTSD or traumatic brain injury.

The Elephant and The Balloon, from Black Books. 

Best. Children’s book. Ever.

John Mayer ripping up “Gravity” and “I’ve Got Dreams.” Dug this up from the recesses of my hard drive. Couldn’t stop filming for 8 and a half minutes. Enjoy.