{"id":160,"date":"2015-01-30T12:30:14","date_gmt":"2015-01-30T12:30:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/microcosmpublishing.dev\/blog\/2015\/01\/rampant-media-consumption-4\/"},"modified":"2016-02-02T18:11:14","modified_gmt":"2016-02-02T18:11:14","slug":"rampant-media-consumption-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/2015\/01\/rampant-media-consumption-4\/","title":{"rendered":"Rampant Media Consumption #4"},"content":{"rendered":"

Here’s how we’re rolling with reality this week. <\/span><\/p>\n

Tim \"poetry\"<\/h2>\n

I have the (bad?) habit of just kind of flying through books of poetry. I know it’s usually the style of writing that demands the most attention, with each word or line-break having a very deliberate and specific meaning, but I often approach it like a song and go for the overall emotional impact. That’s what happened the other day when I sat down with If I Really Wanted to Feel Happy I\u2019d Feel Happy Already<\/a><\/em> by Jordan Castro…one pint of coffee and 160 pages of minimalist prose later, it was back on the bookshelf and I was slumped in my chair. The title is probably enough to know why. RIYL: All those other sad sacks (Mira Gonzalez, Spencer Madsen, Ellen Kennedy, Sam Pink, etc.). But you really can’t go wrong with anything from Civil Coping Mechanisms<\/a>. <\/p>\n

But to be honest, I’ve spent most of my life lately catching up on Bob’s Burgers. It’s its own sort of poetry.  <\/span><\/p>\n

Jeff<\/h2>\n

I’ve been reading Humor<\/em> by Stanley Donwood<\/a>. He’s one of my favorite artists, he did the covers for all of the Radiohead albums (except Pablo Honey). <\/span>This isn’t an artbook though… this is a collection of his nightmares. <\/span>Which is surprisingly entertaining. Some of it is pretty gruesome, but most of it is oddly funny.<\/span><\/p>\n

Also, I’ve been skimming through How to Stay Alive in the Woods<\/a>. <\/em>It’s pretty good, once you get passed the killing-small-animals part.<\/span><\/p>\n

And of course the new Tape Op magazine<\/a>…which is always great. Especially while listening to lots of Portishead.<\/span><\/p>\n

Elly<\/h2>\n

I started using Facebook in earnest again last week, after months away. In part, this was for awesome reasons like creating pages for the Crate Digger<\/a> book and Feminists Against Freeways<\/a>. But from there things got out of hand and I was right back to the glazed-eyed clicking and scrolling that I’ve sworn off so many times. That ate up every moment that I’d normally give to pleasure reading. On Thursday I wasn’t feeling well and intended to rest all day, but there was social media, gnawing at my brain. Today I’m using Self Control<\/a> again and my brain is once more my own. <\/p>\n

Nathan<\/h2>\n

I went to yet another book reading<\/a> last night at Powell’s, this time on Hawthorne. Which might work into some<\/a> of our many<\/a> parenting titles.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Here’s how we’re rolling with reality this week.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[18],"class_list":["post-160","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-blogifesto","tag-rmc"],"my_excerpt":"

Here's how we're rolling with reality this week. <\/span><\/p>

Tim \"poetry\"<\/h2>

I have the (bad?) habit of just kind of flying through books of poetry. I know it's usually the style of writing that demands the most attention, with each word or line-break having a very deliberate and specific meaning, but I often approach it like a song and go for the overall emotional impact. That's what happened the other day when I sat down with If I Really Wanted to Feel Happy I\u2019d Feel Happy Already<\/a><\/em> by Jordan Castro...one pint of coffee and 160 pages of minimalist prose later, it was back on the bookshelf and I was slumped in my chair. The title is probably enough to know why. RIYL: All those other sad sacks (Mira Gonzalez, Spencer Madsen, Ellen Kennedy, Sam Pink, etc.). But you really can't go wrong with anything from Civil Coping Mechanisms<\/a>. <\/p>

But to be honest, I've spent most of my life lately catching up on Bob's Burgers. It's its own sort of poetry.  <\/span><\/p>

Jeff<\/h2>

I've been reading Humor<\/em> by Stanley Donwood<\/a>. He's one of my favorite artists, he did the covers for all of the Radiohead albums (except Pablo Honey). <\/span>This isn't an artbook though... this is a collection of his nightmares. <\/span>Which is surprisingly entertaining. Some of it is pretty gruesome, but most of it is oddly funny.<\/span><\/p>

Also, I've been skimming through How to Stay Alive in the Woods<\/a>. <\/em>It's pretty good, once you get passed the killing-small-animals part.<\/span><\/p>

And of course the new Tape Op magazine<\/a>...which is always great. Especially while listening to lots of Portishead.<\/span><\/p>

Elly<\/h2>

I started using Facebook in earnest again last week, after months away. In part, this was for awesome reasons like creating pages for the Crate Digger<\/a> book and Feminists Against Freeways<\/a>. But from there things got out of hand and I was right back to the glazed-eyed clicking and scrolling that I've sworn off so many times. That ate up every moment that I'd normally give to pleasure reading. On Thursday I wasn't feeling well and intended to rest all day, but there was social media, gnawing at my brain. Today I'm using Self Control<\/a> again and my brain is once more my own. <\/p>

Nathan<\/h2>

I went to yet another book reading<\/a> last night at Powell's, this time on Hawthorne. Which might work into some<\/a> of our many<\/a> parenting titles.<\/p>","my_excerpt_rendered":"

Here’s how we’re rolling with reality this week. <\/span><\/p>\n

Tim \"poetry\"<\/h2>\n

I have the (bad?) habit of just kind of flying through books of poetry. I know it’s usually the style of writing that demands the most attention, with each word or line-break having a very deliberate and specific meaning, but I often approach it like a song and go for the overall emotional impact. That’s what happened the other day when I sat down with If I Really Wanted to Feel Happy I\u2019d Feel Happy Already<\/a><\/em> by Jordan Castro…one pint of coffee and 160 pages of minimalist prose later, it was back on the bookshelf and I was slumped in my chair. The title is probably enough to know why. RIYL: All those other sad sacks (Mira Gonzalez, Spencer Madsen, Ellen Kennedy, Sam Pink, etc.). But you really can’t go wrong with anything from Civil Coping Mechanisms<\/a>. <\/p>\n

But to be honest, I’ve spent most of my life lately catching up on Bob’s Burgers. It’s its own sort of poetry.  <\/span><\/p>\n

Jeff<\/h2>\n

I’ve been reading Humor<\/em> by Stanley Donwood<\/a>. He’s one of my favorite artists, he did the covers for all of the Radiohead albums (except Pablo Honey). <\/span>This isn’t an artbook though… this is a collection of his nightmares. <\/span>Which is surprisingly entertaining. Some of it is pretty gruesome, but most of it is oddly funny.<\/span><\/p>\n

Also, I’ve been skimming through How to Stay Alive in the Woods<\/a>. <\/em>It’s pretty good, once you get passed the killing-small-animals part.<\/span><\/p>\n

And of course the new Tape Op magazine<\/a>…which is always great. Especially while listening to lots of Portishead.<\/span><\/p>\n

Elly<\/h2>\n

I started using Facebook in earnest again last week, after months away. In part, this was for awesome reasons like creating pages for the Crate Digger<\/a> book and Feminists Against Freeways<\/a>. But from there things got out of hand and I was right back to the glazed-eyed clicking and scrolling that I’ve sworn off so many times. That ate up every moment that I’d normally give to pleasure reading. On Thursday I wasn’t feeling well and intended to rest all day, but there was social media, gnawing at my brain. Today I’m using Self Control<\/a> again and my brain is once more my own. <\/p>\n

Nathan<\/h2>\n

I went to yet another book reading<\/a> last night at Powell’s, this time on Hawthorne. Which might work into some<\/a> of our many<\/a> parenting titles.<\/p>\n","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/160","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=160"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/160\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":530,"href":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/160\/revisions\/530"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=160"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=160"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/microcosmpublishing.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=160"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}