this is what you shall do: love the earth and the sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks, stand up or the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning god, have patiences and indulgence towards the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown, or to any man or any number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons, and with the young and the mothers o families.... read these leaves in the open air of every season of every year of your life, reexamine everything you have been told, at school at church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul and your very flesh shall be a great poem, and it will have the richest fluency not only in its words, but in the silent lines of its lips and face, and between the lashes of your eyes, and in every motion and joint of your body.
~walt whitman, leaves of grass

Lately, I ride my bicycle into the French Quarter, scarf beignets and stare in wide wonder at the height of the river still. When it gets too crowded, I walk my bike and put funny post-its on tourists backs as they go by. I've been a creative projects lunatic lately, preparing to return to school to eventually get interior design degree and become the balla I know I can be.

velvet underground, grizzly bear, band of horses, peter bjorn and john, nicki minaj, j5

this minute i'm a fool for vickychristinabarcelona. j'adore.

how i met your mother, seinfeld, the office, sunny, king of the hill, modern family, tosh.o, anderson cooper
guilty pleasure- squidbillies
gah. i LOVE early cuyler.
oldies but goodies: arrested developement, flight of the conchords

(poker), The game of Sorry!, and SCRABBLE-- not the pathetic ipod scrabble with adulterous dictionary. I love the old school tiles.

confederacy of dunces, watership down

bahaha. sports.