Schizopolis

A tumbleblog by Jacob Harris (harrisj)

Apr 5

Apr 4

Apr 1
timeshaiku:

A haiku from the article: Carrot Purée

timeshaiku:

A haiku from the article: Carrot Purée



Jan 14

jordan-cohen:

Nice.


Dec 15
Rosy-fingered dawn rasterized by window screen (from a few weeks back)

Rosy-fingered dawn rasterized by window screen (from a few weeks back)


Nov 12

Sep 14
“If some days, readers can’t understand the symbolic imagery within our balls, they will feel a deeper level of appreciation on the days when they can.” USA Today explains its ‘cool balls’

Aug 26
How we roll in the suburbs

How we roll in the suburbs


Jul 23

campaignfinance:

Apparently the folks at Sick and Tired of Washington are too tired to fill out their reports correctly, too. The Super PAC’s April Quarterly showed no receipts and $39,848.85 in disbursements, an interesting message if one of things you’re sick and tired of is deficit spending. Today they amended that filing to say that, actually, they had received $75,000 during the first quarter, including $50,000 from a contributor listing no address, employer or occupation. Disclosure!



Jul 22

Jul 21
New playground includes a creek running alongside.

New playground includes a creek running alongside.


Jul 3

Footprints

I was walking along the beach with my _____.
Across the dark sky flashed scenes from my life.
For each scene, I noticed two sets
of footprints in the sand,
one belonging to me
and one to my ____.

When the last scene of my life shot before me
I looked back at the footprints in the sand.
There was only one set of footprints.
I realized that this was at the lowest
and saddest times of my life.
This always bothered me
and I questioned ____
about my dilemma.

“____, you told me when I decided to follow You,
You would walk and talk with me all the way.
But I’m aware that during the most troublesome
times of my life there is only one set of footprints.
I just don’t understand why, when I needed You most,
You leave me.”

He whispered, “My precious child,
I love you and will never leave you.
When you saw only one set of footprints
it was then that I unfollowed you.”

"Sorry, I know that’s harsh, but you
just kept tweeting about all this boring stuff.
I just wanted to see lolcats and sarcasm
about TV shows. Not emo song lyrics and 
inspirational quotes. The Instagrams of
your food was usually the final straw. But when you
stopped moping and starting making hashtag jokes,
I followed you again. We cool bro?”


Jul 2
“More and more people in this country no longer make or do anything tangible; if your job wasn’t performed by a cat or a boa constrictor in a Richard Scarry book I’m not sure I believe it’s necessary. I can’t help but wonder whether all this histrionic exhaustion isn’t a way of covering up the fact that most of what we do doesn’t matter.” Tim Kreider’s denunciation of the cult of busyness is excellent.

(via jimray)