hey jude, you'll do

“You’ll be bothered from time to time by storms, fog, snow. When you are, think to yourself, ‘What they could do, I can do.’” - Antoine de Saint-Exupery, Wind Sand and Stars

[hey-jude-youll-do]

In everyday life, we seldom fully focus on conjunctions like these, any more than we focus on the word “and.” Yet multiple simultaneous experiences and emotions are so common that by the time we reach adulthood, the very fabric of our life is made of patchwork. We know by then that the world is full of beauty and grandeur and also wretchedness and suffering; we know that people are kind and funny and brilliant and brave and also petty and irritating and horrifically cruel. In short, we know that, as Philip Roth once put it, “Life is and.” He meant that we do not live, for the most part, in a world of either/or. We live with both at once, with many things at once—everything connected to its opposite, everything connected to everything.

- Kathryn Schulz, Lost & Found: A Memoir

[hey-jude-youll-do]

This is the thing I try to explain to people who are still looking for a partner and despair of ever finding one: not having found love and finding love are wholly incommensurable conditions, yet you can cross from one to the other in a single day. Dante did, the instant he met Beatrice—an experience he later described with perfect concision and, although he normally wrote in Italian, in Latin, to give it its due gravity. Incipit vita nova, he wrote, of the moment of finding love: a new life begins.

- Kathryn Schulz, Lost & Found: A Memoir

[hey-jude-youll-do]

"There is no honor in feeling awful and no betrayal in feeling better, and no matter how dark and salted and bitter cold your grief may be, it will never preserve anything about the person you mourn. Despite how it sometimes feels, it has never kept anyone alive, not even in memory. If anything, it keeps them dead: eventually, if you cannot stop mourning, the person you love will come to be made only of grief."

- Kathryn Schulz, Lost & Found: A Memoir

[userhazy]

THE SEX LIVES OF COLLEGE GIRLS (2020 – ) 1x10. The Truth

[hey-jude-youll-do]

"Recently, on TikTok, [I watched] this scene in season one, where I come out to another character as a lesbian, and I’m crying, sobbing. And I hadn’t seen that scene in years. It is so interesting that at the time I wasn’t even aware that what I was experiencing in my own personal life was actually exactly what I was doing onscreen. I was in a relationship with a man, incredibly confused, unsure of myself, feeling so insecure in my acting. [...] I remember doing that specific coming-out scene and not acting at all. At all. I was just sobbing. I see that and I don’t see a character. I’m like, 'That’s me.' "

Renee Rapp in The Hollywood Reporter 2/28/24

[fishyyyyy99]

This is one of my favourite scenes in the entire show. The intimacy of Otis knowing that it was actually Maeve's essay, even though she was pretending it wasn't hers - that is the type of intimacy I want.

[hey-jude-youll-do]

New to this, but now obsessed with everything about it.

[userhazy]

THE SEX LIVES OF COLLEGE GIRLS (2020 – ) 1x10. The Truth

[tvandfilm]

Everything Everywhere All at Once (2022) dir. Daniel Kwan & Daniel Scheinert 

[hey-jude-youll-do]

"It's so much easier to have a panic attack than to not." - Recurring thought in my head this morning while at work

I don't know if that's true or not, but man, having an anxiety attack at work is painfully fighting off the need to crawl under your desk and roll up in a ball for a few minutes.

It's like all the facial contortions you go through trying to prevent a sneeze.

I left the building at lunch, then came back and passed out on my desk for 10 minutes. And that actually did the trick.

Though I wish I didn't have this keyboard indentation in my forehead now. 🤣

[fangsfrens]

"Everything Everywhere All at Once"

Loved this movie with all my heart and still do! I will continue to post some of my old works that I originally published on instagram but soon I'll finally post some unreleased sketches.

[nerdreamer]

[crystal-bytes]

GIFTOBER 2023

DAY TWENTY: JOY

JOY WANG in

Everything Everywhere All At Once (2022)

[alex-chaser]

Obsessed with how gay this is. 🔥

[blackbeautyro]

[milflaszlo]

PRIDE AND PREJUDICE (2005) // FIRE ISLAND (2022)

[hey-jude-youll-do]

Duos Who Didn’t

Three singing duos who broke up and made it impossible for me to ever enjoy them as much separately as together, boo:

3. Jade and Alexander

“Home” by Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes 

Jade fell out of a window and Alexander fell deep deeply in love with her. And then he did not. Home is whenever I get to hear the original duo sing this song instead of Alexander and whoever he randomly gets to sing Jade’s part when they sing it live. 

2. Damien Rice and Lisa Hannigan

“Volcano” by Damien Rice

This duet is essentially audio sex. My eyes cross and my brain still whirs at how their voices dart and intertwine and then the cello wails balefully. Holy frak.

1. Joy Williams and John Paul White

Poison and Wine by The Civil Wars

I’m still not over this one. Unlike the other two duos, Joy and John were never a couple, so their demise came not from bleeding hearts and jealous accusations but from a much less tempestuous cause: creative differences. The whole of “Barton Hollow” is an exquisite listen and their collaboration with Taylor Swift on the underregarded District 12 ballad “Safe and Sound” still pierces like a Katniss-nocked arrow aimed at my squirrelly heart, but “Poison and Wine” is the masterpiece here. The poetry folds into the seemingly simple melody and ends with an aching and yearning that never fails to move me. That we only got one album from this pair is a minor tragedy I mourn and always will, I always will....

[hey-jude-youll-do]

Book: Red Rising by Pierce Brown Beer: Pliny the Elder by Russian River Brewing Co., Santa Rosa, CA @bookandbeer

[hey-jude-youll-do]

Read Red Rising. That is all.

Here’s the snack size version of current favorite things in my life: the band Of Monsters and Men, the movie It Follows, the adrenaline boost that hits me on a run between mile 2 and mile 3, and the snacky perfection that is a misshapen blue peanut M&M. And blithely smacking its jaw blowing gum bubbles next to them is my current favorite book series, Red Rising.  

Naming one favorite thing about Red Rising is probably like picking which of your children or your cats is your favorite.

Except I don't have kids or cats. So, for me, it's akin to choosing which $5 happy hour beverage I want to drink. And the answer is all of them. Every bloodydamn one of them.

In the beginning was the world, and the world was built by one author: Pierce Brown. 

Great science fiction/fantasy rarely takes place in my everyday realm of Costco gas lines and morning breakfast burritos.  So I have only awe for the degree of difficulty it takes to create a richly observed universe from scratch.  In Red Rising, Pierce imagines us a world a millenium from now, driven by eugenics and genomic predestination but not free from the possibility of being undone by one genetically inferior being who simply wishes to... live for more.

Here's where Red Rising kicks the awesome up a notch.  No matter how cool a world an author builds, it's an empty stage if there aren’t living, breathing characters to hurl themselves at the walls within it.  Pierce inhabits his with what seems a stock package: heroes, villains, sidekicks, objects of desire. Then he does something interesting.  He sets these characters up on his fictional chess board, then starts lighting and aiming Roman candles at them.  Everything gets blown to Martian bits.

You read and start to wonder if our hero, Darrow, is actually... kind of a dick. Misguided, sad, and heroic, but still possibly a dick.  And when you realize you're harboring sympathy for one of the Big Bads you should abjectly loathe, it dawns on you: Pierce Brown has the upperhand.  Repeat: Pierce Brown has the upperhand.  

From his epic sucker punch of an opening sentence -- "I would have lived in peace. But my enemies brought me war.” -- he has you. And with every passing chapter, he's slyly luring you into your very own Passage ceremony.  It's him matched against your preconceived notion that this book is just another throwaway dystopia.  Because it's not.  And he will bleed and break you to prove it.

And the best-worst-best part? He's right. You're going to bloodydamn love it all the while.