The scope is narrow: An exercise in documenting words in the music I listen to with color and type. The constraints are simple: (1) Only use Georgia (serif) or Helvetica (sans) and (2) try to post as often as possible.
If you can force yourself to stop ogling the typography, you might even notice that you can play the songs from which each lyric is taken. (via simplebits)
My latest subway stories: 1. This man mouthed to himself “I hate people” then proceeded to draw all over Heath Ledger’s face. 2. At 8am in a packed car, I thought I heard a woman spill her water and apologize. She was in fact throwing up all over the seat. 3. A lady asking me to show her how to take pictures on a cell phone…that she had found in the trash. I told her she should attempt to find its owner by calling “Mom,” but she insisted she hated her f-ing mother and refused to call. Only in NYC.
maybe there’s something to be said about being able to sit… alone… in your car in la traffic.
adding this to my list of movies to see.
thank goodness the guy i went on 3 dates with likes movies.
and the other guy i am waiting for is in film school.
I miss Austin. This time last year, my legs were in fantastic shape, because I walked 30 blocks a day and had to climb two flights of stairs to get to my apartment. It really is a fantastically walkable city.
i wish LA were a walking city. i mean, my neighborhood is, certain neighborhoods are, and they’re wonderful, but to go anywhere else, i have to hop in my car, sit in the ever-present god-forsaken traffic.
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Before there were chatrooms, there were bathroom stalls. [ via Mallisser ]
i once spent 12 minutes sitting on a toilet reading the door in front of me.](http://10.media.tumblr.com/zk2Z35IWTbo188t29ZQptq0s_400.png)
