“Hey, I’m an extremist. I don’t believe in middle ground. If I leave, you will all remember me… either as the greatest worker this company has ever known or as the one who murdered you all.”—Announcements I make @ work (that I probably should consider rephrasing)
“Does it break my heart, of course, every moment of every day, into more pieces than my heart was made of, I never thought of myself as quiet, much less silent, I never thought about things at all, everything changed, the distance that wedged itself between me and my happiness wasn’t the world, it wasn’t the bombs and burning buildings, it was me, my thinking, the cancer of never letting go, is ignorance bliss, I don’t know, but it’s so painful to think, and tell me, what did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me? I think and think and think, I’ve thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.”—Jonathan Safran Foer (Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close)
P.S Mayyyne I don’t watch or listen to much stand up comedy outside of the occasional mainstream classic and the usual new school suspects (Patton Oswalt, Louis CK, Paul F. Tompkins etc etc etc) so suggestions for good stand-up are always welcome. Jeselnik and Hannibal Buress were the only new comedians I listened to last year.
"Don’t play the game if it ain’t keeps Be ready for the finals, better practice what you preach You ain’t the stand up type? then find a seat Your blood is thicker than water but both of them thangs leak…”
This beat floats and haunts on that ethereal, basssed tippp.
Receptionist: You look chipper! Me: I am! It’s sunny outside. Plus I just got a new box of Honey Bunches of Oats. With vanilla clusters. So yeah, good mood, can’t complain. Receptionist: That’s good. You seem like you’re looking for something though? Me: Yeah, the Colombian coffee? I can’t seem to find it. Receptionist: Oh. Sorry, we ran out of it. Maybe try the Earl Grey tea instead? Me:
“In the name of the best within you, do not sacrifice this world to those who are at its worst. In the name of the values that keep you alive, do not let your vision of people be distorted by the ugly, the cowardly, the mindless in those who have never achieved integrity. Do not lose your knowledge that our proper estate is an upright posture, an intransigent mind and a step that travels unlimited roads. Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark, in the hopeless swamps of the approximate, the not-quite, the not-yet, the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish, in lonely frustration for the life you deserved, but have never been able to reach. Check your road and the nature of your battle. The world you desired can be won, it exists, it is real, it’s yours.”—
Da Backwudz (featuring Killer Mike) - Getting to It
I’m pretty sure I played this song every time I started a writing assignment in 3rd year university (The A+ I got in that MKT 423 Marketing Research paper needs to seriously hollaback @ this joint.)
Anyway, this is one of my favourite tracks off the ‘Wood Works’ album. Everyone shows up with their chests thumping loudly - Big Marc opens with a vigorously blissful intro that’s bursting at the seams and Sho Nuff follows up with a solid Bam Bam Bigelow-referencing second verse.
Killer Mike closes in typical Killer fashion - carefully measuring his world weary threats and stomping down with blunt force and formidable authority (See: “The words rhyme but it ain’t all rap / them boys run up on you, put a sunroof in your New Era ball cap”)
“When the pawn hits the conflicts he thinks like a king
What he knows throws the blows when he goes to the fight
And he’ll win the whole thing ‘fore he enters the ring
There’s no body to batter when your mind is your might
So when you go solo, you hold your own hand
And remember that depth is the greatest of heights
And if you know where you stand, then you know where to land
And if you fall it won’t matter, cause you’ll know that you’re right”—