fah shun

How on earth, Viktor and Rolf?

Who knew that Darwin's theories and fashion could go hand in hand? Praise to McQueen, the strange genius that he is.

here's a thought:

What if members of Congress were to go without health care for six months?

interesting things you can make with hemp

• diapers
  
• clothing
• fabrics
• handbags
• denim
• socks
• shoes
• fine textiles (cottonized)
• twine
• rope
• nets
• canvas bags
• tarps
• carpets
• geotextiles
• caulking, brake/clutch linings
• printing paper
• fine and specialty paper
• newsprint
• cardboard and packaging
• technical filter paper
• fiberboard
• insulation material
• fiberglass substitute
• cement blocks
• stucco and mortar
• animal bedding
• mulch
• mushroom compost
• granola
• birdseed
• salad oil
• margarine
• food supplements
• oil paints (!)
• varnishes
• printing inks
• fuel
• solvents
• chain-saw lubricants
• putty
• coatings
• soap (!)
• shampoo (!)
• bath gels (!)
• cosmetics (!)
• animal feed
• protein-rich flour
• abrasive fluids
• boiler fuel
• pyrolysis feedstock
• pest resistance
• weed suppression
• elimination of pesticides without disadvantages
• pollen isolation
• soil improvement in crop rotation
• treatment of glaucoma
• vomiting
• spasms
• psychoactive substances

and why isn't the marijuana plant legal again?

rest, candice

http://www.post-gazette.com/pg/09280/1003533-54.stm

Why almost two years later are these "journalists" still spelling her name incorrectly? Also, this did not happen last year; this happened in 2007. Glad the Post-Gazette knows how to fact check.

Rest in peace, sweetest angel.

words to remember but easy to forget

My nine-year-old self used to get annoyed when this song came on the radio. The fact that Britney Spears, Smashmouth or NSYNC were on a five minute hiatus annoyed the hell out of me. How dare 96.1 make me listen to some old guy talk? Besides, what does he know? 

I thought about this speech the other day. Renown filmmaker. What on earth was he saying? After re-reading the words, I fell in love with it. There are tidbits of genius scattered throughout this speech--I want to cement a lot of these words into my mind. Anyways:

Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99 , if I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proven by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience… I will dispense this advice now: Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you imagine. Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing everyday that scares you. Sing. Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours. Floss. Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself. Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements. Stretch. Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t. Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone. Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary

what ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body, use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own. Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room. Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them. Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly. Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future. Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel. Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders. Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out. Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth. But trust me on the sunscreen…

some things just make you smile

Every November 18th and September 20th that pass are such beautiful days. I swear that the sun never shines brighter in Happy Valley than it does on those days, especially on your birthday. Something remarkable happens to me every year. This year, September 20th, I was thinking of you all morning, and even bought a Red Bull to have when I got back from the gym. As I was walking home, I decided to take the longer route that runs along the main road just to bask in the sun a little more where it was shining so bright. After about a minute, I looked up to the sky for a few seconds and it just felt good. I eventually looked down and the first thing that I saw was under a little shrub. It was an empty Red Bull can with a straw in it right by my foot. I couldn't make this up if I tried! It was one of the most unreal things that ever happened to me. I can't help but think it's not mere coincidence. I love you forever. Thank you for that.
--written by Dizza on Ceec's wall.