Chairman of the Board

Child Rebel Soldier never amounted to much, but I will always appreciate this take on “The Eraser.”

Towa Tei- Funkin’ for Jamaica 

Towa Tei- Technova (La Em Copacabana)

"Speaking of which, got a leash and wish just to rock you miss."

i remember spending inordinate amounts of time on this site

constantly scrolling

looking for some kind of solace

a laugh

a thought-provoking bit of randomness

years later i don’t know if i’ve found any of those things

if i’m any closer

if anything posted on this page will make any more sense of what came before it

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theladwrites:

The 2004 movie Brown Sugar features a repeated question from Sanaa Lathan’s character, “So, when did you fall in love with Hip-Hop?”

It is both literal and a metaphor for her character’s relationship with the male lead played by Taye Diggs. In the literal sense my answer is 2004 when I first…

Hey, I wrote words.

Every time I compose a tweet or status to complain about something, I picture the images from Syria.

theladwrites:

Between working and needing time to “process” and let the smoke clear, after a week I’m ready to share some thoughts on “the greatest words that have ever rhymed and not rhymed and then were put to a beat and rapped by a human being ever, oh man, in 2013.”

The reality of that description is…

passedoutintheradiolab:

Passed Out In the Radio Lab wishes to extend its sincerest condolences to the stripey couch. We will mourn its passing for many Facebook threads and Alumni Weekends to come. And while the couch is gone, we are confident its spirit will endure through the next 100 years of Columbia Journalism School. May its replacement bring many more generations of J-Schoolers to the brink of blowing deadlines.
Update: An earlier version of this post contained spelling errors, because we are idiots.

passedoutintheradiolab:

Passed Out In the Radio Lab wishes to extend its sincerest condolences to the stripey couch. We will mourn its passing for many Facebook threads and Alumni Weekends to come. And while the couch is gone, we are confident its spirit will endure through the next 100 years of Columbia Journalism School. May its replacement bring many more generations of J-Schoolers to the brink of blowing deadlines.

Update: An earlier version of this post contained spelling errors, because we are idiots.