Mujib

When Bigfoot emerged from the forests of the Pacific Northwest, he only had two things to call his own: a loping, inhuman gait, and a smoked salmon recipe that would change the business forever.

Childhood Best Friend Would Never Make The Cut Now

Childhood Best Friend Would Never Make The Cut Now https://theonion.com/childhood-best-friend-would-never-make-the-cut-now/

I'm rewatching "The Americans" (again) and for Keri Russell to never get an Emmy for her brilliant, sexy and heart-breaking performance as Elizabeth/Nadezhda is just criminal. She outshines everyone on that show by miles. #tvsky

Please stop saying “I don’t know who needs to hear this.” No one does. This is the internet

The Name of the Rose movie poster

Rest in peace, Drew Struzan. His movie posters are much more than marketing. They're some of the finest pop art you'll ever see. Look at this masterpiece:

Two tram comparments framing underside of a rail bridge

BVG tram in Alexanderplatz

BVG Tram, rounding a curve

Alexanderplatz

The whole autumn mood. And trams.

ധൈര്യമായിട്ട്. It’s from our late ’80s/early ’90s tomfoolery.

Thank you for pointing me to the shredded coconut aisle, Albin of Walmart. I knew you were one of us even before I read your name tag. The reason I didn’t ask if your dad was Oommen (so I could make an albino joke) is that I have a modicum of self-respect; besides, my target audience is out here.

ശാർങ്‌ഗധരൻ്റെ മാർജ്ജാരനെപ്പോലെ, as the cool ക്വാണ്ടം മെക്കാനിക്സ് kids would say. Hope things work out.

Every jackal has its day.

- Pizza isn't all that (for me).
- Indian curries that murder veggies aren't appealing.

Side note : If you haven't encountered Malaysian cuisine, you absolutely should. It is wild and will make you question the notion of authenticity and perhaps throw it out the window.

I don't care that they were never worn, I'm not paying full price for secondhand shoes.

Preach.

That many of us who were child bookworms were merely going for the most convenient form of escapism, and have no moral superiority over todays kids who are doing the same thing.

Reading doesn't make you a better person.

This is a direct attack against both my boyfriend and my father hahaha

I actually don't think it's unhinged but: If you're a man who considers himself well read, if you've studied literature and try to read "all the greats", but you haven't read a single Jane Austen story? Then I can't take your literary opinions seriously.

Not to brag or anything, but I've been told I have the maturity of a much, much younger man

Semicolons are good, actually.

I’m reading a book on adhesives. I can’t put it down.

Boosting this as a PSA as it seems not everyone is aware of the Shaun /shorn pun in Shaun the Sheep

This.

One of the weirdest claims about tech, is that if people only studied humanities, they would be more inclusive and kind.

No.

That's not the important dimension. Studying art or philosophy or history does not magically make you an ethical person.

Hitler was a painter. Wagner was a composer.

Tell me about it. Regular CMDRF donor here.

I went to a school that (25 years ago) was a breeding ground for toxic masculinity, but it felt like it was a relic of the past, something out of an old British boarding school novel, I knew the world outside was changing and I couldn't wait to leave. Now it feels like the world is going backwards

യു മീൻ ഡെങ്കിമലേറിയക്കാലം? അതൊരു നേരിയ ഓർമ്മ മാത്രം.
Been more than a decade, sadly, since I experienced the monsoons, owing to trips home only during winter.

Preparing myself for Halloween by ordering gosht biryani.

I wanted to pick that one too, for a compare and contrast. Long wait at the library.

The Rest of Our Lives by Ben Markovits review – a quietly brilliant midlife roadtrip Once your kids are at university, what’s next for you? This compelling depiction of life at a crossroads is a male counterpart to Miranda July’s All Fours

I read this and added it to my list.

Orange maple foliage, fall colors in Muskoka Lakes, ON.

Lake view through trees and fall colors.

Wood carving of a bear, thicket with leaves changing color in the background.

Harvested cranberries floating in a bog. I miss you, Dolores O’Riordan.

നന്ദി. ആട്ടമൻ, എൻ പ്രിയ ഋതു.