Tingle Alley

My friend Flurry saw this while he was out and about in San Francisco today. He wrote, “Title page of novel? Contents of package? Taped to teacher’s back?” 

I really hope it’s the first. “Now I’d like to read a short section from my novel entitled … ,” etc.

My friend Flurry saw this while he was out and about in San Francisco today. He wrote, “Title page of novel? Contents of package? Taped to teacher’s back?”

I really hope it’s the first. “Now I’d like to read a short section from my novel entitled … ,” etc.

"I’m not used to seeing people’s faces," he said. "There’s too much information there. Aren’t you aware of it? Too much, too fast."

The Strange Tale of the North Pond Hermit

Wow. This is an incredible story of a man who lived in the woods of Maine for nearly three decades, surviving almost entirely on things he stole from summer homes. He was finally caught, and reporter Micheal Finkel struck up a sort of friendship with him, visiting him in prison and learning about the years he spent silent and alone. 

(via chels)

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Source: GQ
We’ve reached the part of summer where the woods are filled with gnats, a strange cat-piss odor, and bear warnings.

We’ve reached the part of summer where the woods are filled with gnats, a strange cat-piss odor, and bear warnings.