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The AKGs just got more hipster. I’ll glue it eventually.

The AKGs just got more hipster. I’ll glue it eventually.

Although no generation lacks warts, our 20-somethings are terrific. We worry about the youth of America turning into distracted Twitterers with superficial values who will never find jobs, but every single day I trip over recent college graduates who are amazing — funny and smart with an astonishing work ethic. They all seem to be working on 14 different useful projects, most of them unpaid. If I had had to compete against them when I was 21, I’d still be working on my graduate school application.

Gail Collins (via The New York Times)

“Most of them unpaid” is correct. But yes, I’m really proud of my generation.

(via noelduan)

midoriw:

Aand from the front…

Sometimes, airplane photos come not from random flickr users, but from your favorite person! Hooray!

midoriw:

Aand from the front…

Sometimes, airplane photos come not from random flickr users, but from your favorite person! Hooray!

fuckyeahflight:

There’s room for everything
On Air: Boeing 747
(by joe_stremph)

Not just any 747! The gorgeous new 747-8. As usual American airlines are broke and can’t afford shiny new planes, so it’ll be a while before I get to fly in one of these…

fuckyeahflight:

There’s room for everything

On Air: Boeing 747

(by joe_stremph)

Not just any 747! The gorgeous new 747-8. As usual American airlines are broke and can’t afford shiny new planes, so it’ll be a while before I get to fly in one of these…

Midori, sans liqueur.: Friends! Boston! Yess.

More and more, being in Boston feels like being home - The people, the places, the life. 

Ugh, tell me about it. I caught myself missing it in a sick sick way last week. Could it be growing on me?

You can’t make any decisions because you don’t know what you want. And you don’t know what you want because you don’t know who you are. And you don’t know who you are because you’re allowed to be anyone you want.
Passing the time with some OST goodness.

Passing the time with some OST goodness.

I had a dream about a terrible airline

Ever since I started listening to air traffic control to fall asleep (via the LiveATC app on my phone) instead of NPR or something, all my dreams have involved air travel in some sense. 

Last night I had a dream about having to fly on a particularly repugnant (fictional) airline because they were some amount cheaper than my usual favorites. I can’t remember the name of it but it was particularly insidious. This airline’s selling point (which made the experience so distasteful to me) was its attempt to appeal to hardcore social conservatives. The on-board experience was marketed as an exercise in propriety from the American heartland. The aircraft was clearly painted to resemble Air Force One (same shade of blue). A passenger was escorted off the plane before takeoff for being overly flamboyant (i.e. gay). I didn’t see a single ethnic minority represented onboard. I was criticized by the older, bespectacled lady sitting to my left for eating the bread roll in the inflight meal with my hands rather than cutting it up with the provided plastic knife. I don’t specifically remember there being a prayer before takeoff to thank God for the miracle of flight and ask for safe passage, but there might as well have been. The management at SFO was so disgusted by this airline’s existence that they refused to give them jetway access, forcing passengers to walk across to the far corner of the tarmac (where this airline was made to park out of sight, out of mind) in the rain to get on board.

Usually my dreams make absolutely no sense and I forget them shortly after I wake up, but this one stayed with me in vivid detail until now, so I figured I’d better write it down.

Summer goals checklist, cont’d:

Redux from here.

• Read books: Started a few nonfiction books based on real peoples’ lives. Can’t finish them, find their lives too boring. I feel like I’ve studied enough successful people at this point (probably wrong) and don’t really feel that their definition of success matches my own, so I’d rather find success my own way than try to emulate. 

• Work hard, create new connections, maintain and improve old ones, and generally lay the groundwork for future success: Certainly further along than a month ago, but permanent infallibility still uncertain

• Save up for a Mac Pro + a comfortable safety cushion for unpleasant surprises: Much further along than a month ago. Mac Pro rumored to be targeting lower price points with a coming refresh, so hopefully the more tricked out configuration I want will cost just an arm, as opposed to an arm and a leg.

• Cut up credit card: Done.

• (Re)learn how to surf: Started this weekend. Will continue as soon as I can feel my arms again (hopefully next weekend). 

• Pay off all debts to the state/society, financial or otherwise: Done.

Another slightly sadder find from cleaning: A relic from an era where I had time to travel, and parents who supported the habit… It will probably be a few more years before they feel like sending me another one of these.

Another slightly sadder find from cleaning: A relic from an era where I had time to travel, and parents who supported the habit… It will probably be a few more years before they feel like sending me another one of these.