Some things that caught my eye this afternoon:
A letter from the best mom in the world defending her gay son against a small town full of homophobes.
Images you wish were Photoshopped: the sinkhole that just opened up in Guatemala. Also filed under: what the f*#k????
Who, me? I'm a criminal.
This baby hedgehog is no bigger than a two-pence piece. Whatever that is.
"I’m not telling you to make the world better, because I don’t think that progress is necessarily part of the package,” she said. ”I’m just telling you to live in it. Not just to endure it, not just to suffer it, not just to pass through it, but to live in it. To look at it. To try to get the picture. To live recklessly. To take chances. To make your own work and take pride in it. To seize the moment. And if you ask me why you should bother to do that, I could tell you that the grave’s a fine and private place, but none I think do there embrace. Nor do they sing there, or write, or argue, or see the tidal bore on the Amazon, or touch their children. And that’s what there is to do and get it while you can and good luck at it." - Joan Didion
