Pell Street, Chinatown in the rain. New York City.
Under the weight of the sky’s tears streets glisten reflecting the gleam in the eye of the clouds overhead. The day washes away slowly: its sorrows and joys melt into puddles under-foot.
It’s on these sorts of evenings that all of the cares in the world pale in comparison to the momentary haze that engulfs the city: a sultry, sorrowful, sedate embrace.
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Siloam Springs, AR
I like it pretty well north of that equator right there. Smoky.
Cats Blackie (black) and Brownie (front) catch squirts of milk during at Arch Badertscher’s dairy farm in this 1954 Nan Farber photo.
“This picture just makes me smile. Great photographs do not need to be serious, they just need to evoke emotion.” — Liz Ronk, Photo Editor, LIFE.com
Ever wonder what the favorite photographs are of the LIFE editors? Here you go.
Here at Instagram, we run our infrastructure on Amazon Web Services, running instances on their Elastic Compute Cloud (EC2). Since we’re often spinning up new machines and changing details of our infrastructure, there’s an ever-growing list of machines that we SSH into.
To authenticate with our…
My friend Mark compiled a great list of music blogs on Tumblr and we’ve seen this list grow steadily in the past weeks. It has become great resource to discover new music tumblelogs to follow so I decided to do something similar:
Inspired by Mark, this is a list of folks involved in (but…
This is storytelling at its finest and its darkest, but Auslander’s wry sense of humor and delivery give the heaviness of the situation a light touch. For those of you with delicate sensibility about the Holocaust or profane language, be forewarned. He does swear a few times and is brutally honest about his visit to a concentration camp in Germany. His ending is worth it and his point all the more salient because of this humorous approach.
Some people have a way of bringing laughter to deep, painful sorrow - but not in a way that ignores or diminishes the reality of that sorrow. It’s like some people have this ability to see the microscopic punchlines and jokes even in the darkest of places. Writer Shalom Auslander has this ability. Here, he tells a live story with The Moth in NYC about his reluctant trip to a WWII death camp. And if you like this, you can hear more stories from him on This American Life, read more stories in his (amazing) books & articles, or listen to him talk with Terry.
~reblogged by Trent Gilliss, senior editor
The Tantalus Theater Review needs you! I’m putting together a new zine dedicated to FFIX, probably one of the greatest and most underrated games of all time! It’s going to be a full color, digest sized zine (which is about 5.5 x 8.5 inches), and it will feature drawings and comics by yours truly as well as the work of a TON of other amazing artists.
PLEASE SUBMIT BEFORE THE END OF OCTOBER, IF YOU’D LIKE TO CONTRIBUTE! TO SUBMIT JUST SEND ME A LINK!
Jonathan Coulton is wise.