Rachelle J. Hruska

My nephew Elliot does a pretty great job of summing up how...

Sat, 13 Mar 2010 19:00:00 -0500

My nephew Elliot does a pretty great job of summing up how I’ve felt this week.

"Planted like a mature oak along an old Indian footpath that became the Bowery, it stands in..."

Sat, 13 Mar 2010 14:28:10 -0500

“Planted like a mature oak along an old Indian footpath that became the Bowery, it stands in testament to the essential Gotham truth that change is the only constant.”

- The Long Story of the Building at 104-106 Bowery.

(via inothernews) I love that Gaga exists. That is it. Also,...

Fri, 12 Mar 2010 18:11:00 -0500

(via inothernews)

I love that Gaga exists. That is it.

Also, this was my favorite read of the day.

Survivor: Intern

Fri, 12 Mar 2010 12:15:40 -0500

ashellray (12:14:06 PM): dude diong thesse two sitesi s liek making my brain
ashellray (12:14:08 PM): go insane
ashellray (12:14:12 PM): too much going on with people
nervebilly (12:14:17 PM): thank god chiara is back soon
ashellray (12:14:18 PM): i just had 3 interns working on the same event
ashellray (12:14:22 PM): (whoops)
ashellray (12:14:25 PM): i dont know how to tell them
nervebilly (12:14:25 PM): hahaha
ashellray (12:14:30 PM): like there are three saks in dash
ashellray (12:14:33 PM): ((((
ashellray (12:14:35 PM): eek
nervebilly (12:14:52 PM): you could make it like survivor: intern
nervebilly (12:14:54 PM): all work on the same post
nervebilly (12:15:02 PM): whoever has the best, gets published
ashellray (12:15:05 PM): ha

Two weeks ago this Friday, my family had to put our black lab...

Thu, 11 Mar 2010 23:59:00 -0500

Two weeks ago this Friday, my family had to put our black lab Ruby down. She was 14.5 and, though I’m still not completely sure of what the specific complications were, it was time.

As you can imagine, this was a difficult day for all of us. I worry about my parents and brother, their first Spring without her. And Cain? Poor Cain had to start his life as a street cat before we rescued him only to loose the only nightly snuggle companion he’s known. And I think I have problems…

And so it goes…

Ruby,

Remember when I was scrawny and ornery and I was determined to ride you like a horse? To attach super soakers to you and other contraptions that only my young mind could dream up? You were okay with it and that’s why I knew we were good. You played fetch and you ran and you wagged and you shook. And you put up with more children pulling on you and calling you “boobie” than most of your contemporaries.

You were a good dog. And, as William said, “things will just not be normal at Grandma and Grandpa’s house.”

"I have no context for it, but it looked like he was doing a rhetorical analysis of how gender..."

Thu, 11 Mar 2010 23:28:05 -0500

““I have no context for it, but it looked like he was doing a rhetorical analysis of how gender relationships were playing out over the course of the novel,” Schwartzburg told me. “He appeared to really engage with her and looked carefully at how she structured her narrative. Clearly, he read very widely.””

- David Foster Wallace had a heavily marked-up copy of Mary Higgins Clark’s Where Are The Children? (via) (via katiebakes)

I dont know how i feel about this. Shocked?

The Steven Rojas Channel On Women.

Wed, 10 Mar 2010 17:53:28 -0500

Installation art (5:52:47 PM): And!
Installation art (5:52:52 PM): Im Djing on Friday!
Installation art (5:52:55 PM): you should
ashellray (5:52:58 PM): err fridays are my nights in
Installation art (5:52:59 PM): a. come
Installation art (5:53:01 PM): b. dance
ashellray (5:53:08 PM): i'll talk it over with simko
Installation art (5:53:10 PM): c. drink shots
Installation art (5:53:14 PM): d. hold me
ashellray (5:53:18 PM): its tough to get us away from lifetime on fri.
Installation art (5:53:33 PM): FROM WHAT?!
Installation art (5:53:42 PM): tell me thats not some chick tv thing
ashellray (5:53:43 PM): lifetime. television for women
Installation art (5:54:38 PM): how about i show you the Steven Rojas channel. Televison on women

"It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold, when it is summer in..."

Wed, 10 Mar 2010 12:33:30 -0500

“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold, when it is summer in the light and winter in the shade.”

- C. Dickens (via caryrandolph) (via minilaarni)

GofG Los Angeles..

Tue, 09 Mar 2010 14:10:30 -0500

While we wait for our editor to live out the remainder of her “2 weeks” at her old job, I’m just going to basically repost Ned Hepburn’s Tumblr mmmmkay?

The High Society first episodes have arrived! It all starts...

Tue, 09 Mar 2010 13:13:08 -0500

The High Society first episodes have arrived! It all starts tomorrow night on the CW….can you believe it?

"If you don’t want anyone to know about your existence, you might as well kill yourself...."

Mon, 08 Mar 2010 23:52:33 -0500

““If you don’t want anyone to know about your existence, you might as well kill yourself. You’re taking up space, air.””

- — Dave Eggers (A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius)

simko: So an Indian, a Mexican and a birthday girl walk into a...

Mon, 08 Mar 2010 12:23:21 -0500

simko:

So an Indian, a Mexican and a birthday girl walk into a bar…

"Maybe the hardest part of leadership—be it leading a company, a family, a relationship or simply..."

Sun, 07 Mar 2010 13:26:47 -0500

“Maybe the hardest part of leadership—be it leading a company, a family, a relationship or simply your own life—is that often times you don’t know and you still have to act.”

- The Monster In Your Head (via fred-wilson)

Simko, Remember that time I was talking to that one boy on the...

Fri, 05 Mar 2010 21:16:00 -0500

Simko,

Remember that time I was talking to that one boy on the phone, you know that one, and I had been really upset- and not even your funny banana phone was cheering me up- and you took out a notepad and started writing silly things on it like “remember easy breezy, it’s 2010!” and stuff like that that only we would get a kick out of because we are weird, and it became painful for me to keep my laughter in, which was a serious problem since I was on the phone with “the boy” having a serious conversation. Then I forgot why I was upset in the first place. We carried on our night drinking wine and talking about how silly our lives are…how one day we’d like to be the type of people that know that they should “waterproof” expensive fur rugs because they aren’t worth anything if they aren’t surrounded by friends spilling bottles of red wine on them, and that so and so is turning into such a such and such and isn’t that just so cool/sad/weird/funny/interesting. God I get a kick out of you.

You laugh at my jokes when they aren’t funny, you make fun of boys with me, you tell me when I’m acting like a child and need to grow up, you take theme parties seriously, and, in true Simko style, you won’t even care that this Birthday wish is a day late.

I knew when I met you an adventure was about to begin….

[Simko’s Birthday Last Year]

A visual if you will.

Fri, 05 Mar 2010 12:32:53 -0500

A visual if you will.

I have the best sister ever. Just got a box full of candy...

Fri, 05 Mar 2010 12:15:00 -0500

I have the best sister ever. Just got a box full of candy buttons, zebra stripe gum, pop rocks, fun dip and other shenanigans in the mail for my birthday (this Sunday). The following homemade card, written in a penmanship which upon seeing, you’d be instantly jealous of, was attached:

“Dear Rachelle,

Life is sweet, isn’t it? It was particularly sweet when we lived on Sierra Drive, and on a warm spring day, we’d get on our bikes - yours with the pink wheels, mine with the banana seat, the spokes click-clacking with their snap-on beads - and pedal our skinny little legs off to Ben Franklin, our long hair blowing behind us, our bangs flattened against the wind. Once we made it up the big hill by MeadowLane, we knew we were golden.

The aisle of sugar was minutes away.

We’d load our plastic bowls with these penny candies, stuff our mouths with our favorites, and pedal home. Our destination found; our simple journey made.

If I could give you anything for your birthday, it’d be one more trip to BF when we were still young enough to be excited by the prospect of Laffy Taffys.

Since I can’t give you that, here’s the next best thing. I filled a bowl for you of all our favorites (plus some toys that reminded me of you). Happy Birthday - take time to savor the sweetness of childhood once in awhile. You will always be, for me, the best part of it. Love you - Renee”

Renee, I don’t know how in the world you found some of this stuff (like the “tube of balloons”-wasn’t that banned?- and the “grow your own”), but I assure you, it made my day…and my birthday.

[A Visual]

"At Last - The Full Story Of How Facebook Was Founded."

Fri, 05 Mar 2010 11:32:00 -0500

"At Last - The Full Story Of How Facebook Was Founded.":

Something tells me this is just the beginning. I will say this: money can’t buy you happiness or freedom. At the end of the day integrity, dignity, and all of those good traits to describe a just man can not be bought, sold or negotiated.

Stephanie Wei Gets An Article In Sports Illustrated!

Wed, 03 Mar 2010 16:38:23 -0500

And I have to say that I am BEAMING with pride for her. Congrats Steph, this is well deserved. Your hard work is paying off and I am so happy for you!

stephaniewei:

From my profile on Moore in this week’s Sports Illustrated:

"When combined with the fact that they were this week unveiled as the transatlantic core of the..."

Wed, 03 Mar 2010 12:05:32 -0500

“When combined with the fact that they were this week unveiled as the transatlantic core of the Oxford crew in the university Boat Race next month – to go alongside their appearance at the 2008 Beijing Olympics – questions are being asked as to whether these lantern-jawed scions of Greenwich, Connecticut (sometime home of the Bush dynasty), are among the most extravagantly over-achieving individuals ever to walk among the dreaming spires.”

- The Independent today in a story titled “Is there anything the Winklevoss Twins can’t do?” LOL. I love the style of press pieces from the UK. It’s so…superlative in nature.

Lunch and Learn: The Art Of War. This was my dad’s lunch...

Tue, 02 Mar 2010 15:58:00 -0500

Lunch and Learn: The Art Of War.

This was my dad’s lunch meeting today. #awesome.