“* Anything that is in the world when you’re born is normal and ordinary and is just a natural part of the way the world works. Anything that’s invented between when you’re fifteen and thirty-five is new and exciting and revolutionary and you can probably get a career in it. Anything invented after you’re thirty-five is against the natural order of things.”—Douglas Adams - Wikiquote
“It’s not books you need, it’s some of the things that once were in books. The same things could be in the “parlour families” today. The same infinite detail and awareness could be projected through the radios and televisors, but are not. No, no, it’s not books at all you’re looking for! Take it where you can find it, in old phonograph records, old motion pictures, and in old friends; look for it in nature and look for it in yourself. Books were only one type of receptacle where we stored a lot of things we were afraid we might forget. There is nothing magical in them at all. The magic is only in what books say, how they stitched the patches of the universe together into one garment for us.”—Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 (via colporteur) (via quote-book)
“Abstract Social media is changing the inner workings of our museums. Like many other organizations, our hierarchical structure has historically disseminated information from our experts to our visitors. The envisioned twenty-first century model, however, is more level. Instead of a one-way presentation, our on-line visitors are often interested in having a conversation with our curators and content providers. And many of us are joining our traditional experts in representing our institutions in these conversations. In response, we in new media have been looking for ways to engage our public by designing and using applications that encourage dialogue; however, in order to succeed all of us will need to approach our jobs and our relationships with our co-workers in different ways.”—Archives & Museum Informatics: Museums and the Web 2010: Papers: Gates, J., Clearing the Path for Sisyphus …
I’m sitting in my living room on the red couch. It does not slouch. But it is red. I’m sitting here in my new old overalls that I got at the second hand store because I was wandering around and Mike pointed them out and I laughed because they have four front bib pockets which is way too many and he suggested I try them on and they fit perfect for no good reason.
They only cost me five dollars. Funny how you can see something in the middle of the nowhere and it becomes part of your life. It can be a rock you pick up off the ground or a potato you take from the bin at the grocery store. It can be anything at all. Selected from all the others.
Worn in the early morning chill to ward off the bugs of stress, to be worn with coffee cups and long walks together. To be taken off. To be hung on a hook on the back of the closet door. To be washed and patched over the years to come. Someday perhaps to be sent to the goodwill store and hung up to sell one more five dollars down the road. I should get out the embroidery floss and decorate them as I used to do in 1974. Little x’s and o’s multicolored to express my inner creativity or some such nonsense.
“You rarely have time for everything you want in this life, so you need to make choices. And hopefully your choices can come from a deep sense of who you are.”—Fred Rogers (via tapwaterjackson) (via quote-book)