K.It's a free Multilanguage dictionary with many languages around the World. Sending you all awkward virtual hugs, and wishes for rest for you too in the meantime. I won’t be in your inbox next Thursday, but I’ll be back again soon. Thanks for reading, listening, and holding on over the past nearly fifteen months of ROCK PAPER RADIO. Coel and Jung are a perfect pair to be announcing to the world that for misfits on the rise, our time has come. I read this profile before I watched I May Destroy You or ever heard of Chewing Gum, and was stunned and enamored. Alex Jung for Vulture: Michaela the Destroyer How a young talent from East London went from open-mic nights to making the most sublimely unsettling show of the year. And see what comes to you in the silence.”Īnd also this from the great E. In a world that entices us to browse through the lives of others to help us better determine how we feel about ourselves, and to in turn feel the need to be constantly visible, for visibility these days seems to somehow equate to success-do not be afraid to disappear. “Write the tale that scares you, that makes you feel uncertain, that isn't comfortable. Here’s what she had to say on Sunday before dedicating her award to all survivors of sexual assault: She’s our buoy now.Ĭoel’s Emmy’s speech will be my mantra through this pause. This week’s SHOT is Michaela Coel, who we should all be holding on to-to protect her from the fickle social media swarms even if they are swooning over her now, but also for ourselves. On the other though, it’s also about escape, and chickens, and the creative (also crushing) ways the people closest to us remind us that they need us. On one hand, it’s a story about a precocious daughter and a mom with an alternative life online. If you too have a bossy teenage roommate, or a hobby that started out innocently enough but has since turned into a Situation, this 8-minute story from producer Elna Baker for This American Life is for you: Mom.
But according to my son, this tax is supposed to either help curb my houseplant cultivation habit, or teach me some kind of lesson about taking things too far. Where is this money going to go? I’m not sure. Apparently, from now on I am supposed to put a quarter of the price of all future plant and plant-pot purchases in this container. My beloved child recently covered a empty jam jar with superhero stickers and a little sign that says PLANT TAX 25%.
Seems like the perfect balance for this weird time we’re living in right now.
Reveling in del Valle Schorske’s recap of this summer’s brief but vital return to dancing and social closeness before Delta swooped in, had me feeling deep nostalgia both for the fleeting moment last spring when we were all vaxxed up and planning our debaucherous reemergence, and also for my own memories from over a decade ago of mixing drinks and doing permanent damage to my eardrums for a living. I recommend settling in with a strong coffee or a big whiskey while drinking this all in. Bless Carina del Valle Schorske and The New York Times Magazine for giving us this sweaty, pulsing, aching ode to the hot vax summer that never quite came true: Dancing Through New York in a Summer of Joy and Grief.
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