very attractive mental patient

“Tengo went to the window, parted the curtains slightly, and looked outside. The view from the third floor had nothing unusual about it - no suspicious people lurking there or suspicious cars parked out front, just the usual drab expanse of this drab residential neighborhood. The misshapen trees lining the street wore a layer of gray dust. The pedestrial guardrail was full of dents. Rusty bicycles lay abandoned by the side of the road. A wall bore the police slogan “Driving Drunk: A One-Way Street to a Ruined Life.” (Did the police have slogan-writing specialists in their ranks?) A nasty-looking old man was walking a stupid-looking mutt. A stupid-looking woman drove by in an ugly subcompact. Nasty-looking wires stretched from one ugly utility pole to another. The scene outside the window suggested that the world had settled in a place somewhere midway between “being miserable” and “lacking in joy,” and consisted of an infinite agglomeration of variously shaped microcosms.”

Haruki Murakami, 1Q84

intheconservatory:

Donna Summer has passed, which can only mean one thing: Donna Winter Is Coming.

(via gravyholocaust)

I can’t even handle this article about Vidal Sassoon. I have no opinion on the man or his legacy, as I’ve never even given it a thought, but I’m pretty sure he was nothing “like Christopher Columbus.”