Showing posts with label Robert Frost. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Robert Frost. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: It goes on.

In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: It goes on.

Robert Frost (via cheesegasm)


Um, no it doesn’t. Not for all of us.


I really dislike glib sayings like this. They’re meant to make us feel better but really you’re just treating the symptoms with this sort of pithy crap.  The reality is that for some people life does *not* go on and ignoring that fact gives Mr. and Mrs. Hallmark a hard-on because they know they can sell more cards with useless drivel to people like YOU who can’t think for themselves.


I say this as someone who’s come close to death more than once, had friends who have died, other friends who almost died and hey, I know someone who *is* dying, someone very close to me, actually. So, do me a favor Glibby Von Piths-a-lot and go take a long walk off a short pier—I bet that death will be contrived and cliche enough for your tastes.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

How Housing Works Bookstore Cafe sometimes finds rare books (it's awesome!)

From housingworksbookstore:
No really, this is how we find rare books sometimes.

Volunteer: Does it matter if one of these dollar books is signed?

Staffer: Probably not. The truth is, most author’s autographs aren’t worth anything.

Volunteer: Oh, okay. Does it matter that it’s signed by Robert Frost?

Awesome!!

I have a 2 dollar bill signed by Isaac Asimov. Guess that’s not worth anything, huh. :(