Reblog
33,454 notes
High-res
its mine, i spend it
Dr. Dre, 48, svelte and relaxed in black jeans and a black sweater that just barely concealed a faded forearm tattoo, has an easy rapport with Mr. Iovine, and was content to let him do most of the talking. The rapper nodded often, ate chocolate chip cookies with evident pleasure, and chimed in occasionally.
The best thing I learned on this trip to LA was how much Dr. Dre loves fresh, homemade chocolate chip cookies <3
"That writers “write” is meant to be self-evident. People like to say it. I find it is hardly ever true. Writers drink. Writers rant. Writers phone. Writers sleep. I have met very few writers who write at all."
— Renata Adler (via Durga Polashi) (via thessaly)
Reblog
33,454 notes
High-res
A 2012 photograph, possibly from last November, shows the three posing in Times Square, bundled against the cold, the Kazakh students grinning broadly. “New York is so ratchet on black Friday it’s ridiculous,” Mr. Tsarnaev wrote on Twitter that month. “I’m on to bed son.”
seeing the word ratchet in the NYT feels like some kind of triumph but i’m not sure what kind, exactly
"Now I'm a free agent, literally and figuratively. I've reached that enviable state in life in which I can do pretty much what I want. And what I want is to continue to play basketball. I still love the game, and I still have something to offer. My coaches and teammates recognize that. At the same time, I want to be genuine and authentic and truthful."
“Why NBA center Jason Collins is coming out now,” Sports Illustrated.
I hope Lil Bub’s owners come home one day to find her in the kitchen cooking pasta and listening to Pandora. She says, “Hello.”
“Bub!” her owners will reply. “You can talk! You can cook! You can understand us! You’re a miracle!”
And then I hope Lil Bub says, “You won’t profit off this cat any longer, ass clowns,” and jumps into the boiling pasta water.
#FREEBUB
