Thom Yorke | 1995 - 2013
Q: If that sad day comes along when Radiohead split up, what do you plan to do in your retirement?
Thom: Age badly. Follow random pathways in the forest. Smoke a pipe. Become a hermit. Never shave again. Take Ecstasy on weekends. Develop a Valium habit. Read the Bible. Go to Tibet. Become an MP (member of the parliament). Change my name. Laugh at economists. Start skanking dancehall style.
Thom Browne fall 2014 rtw backstage
THIS IS NOT THOM BROWNE’S, THIS IS NOT “LORDE-INSPIRED”
East African women (and probably other women from that region of the world) have BEEN dying their fingertips
Reblogging for knowledge drop
I was just a 17-year old kid from the Bronx with dreams of becoming a scientist, and somehow the world’s most famous astronomer found time to invite me to Ithaca in upstate NY and spend a Saturday with him.
I remember that snowy day like it was yesterday. He met me at the bus stop. He showed me his laboratory at Cornell University. Carl reached behind his desk, and inscribed this book (Cosmic Connection) for me:
For Neil Tyson,
With all good wisdom to a future astronomer.
- Carl Sagan
At the end of the day, he drove me back to the bus station. The snow was falling harder. He wrote his phone number, his home phone number, on a scrap of paper. And he said, “If the bus can’t get through, call me. Spend the night at my home, with my family.”
I already knew I wanted to become a scientist, but that afternoon I learned from Carl the kind of person I wanted to become. He reached out to me and to countless others. Inspiring so many of us to study, teach, and do science. Science is a co-operative enterprise, spanning the generations. It’s the passing of a torch from teacher to student to teacher. A community of minds reaching back from antiquity and forward to the stars.