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<rss version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>Don’t ever tell anybody anything.  If you do, you start missing everybody. — Holden Caulfield.</description><title>ub.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @ub14)</generator><link>http://ub14.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>[via ahmet ozcan]</title><description>&lt;img src="http://19.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuhrj4eISB1qzxttwo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;[via &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ahmetozcan"&gt;ahmet ozcan&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/278963681</link><guid>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/278963681</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Dec 2009 09:13:52 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>spaceships:


crashinglybeautiful: cowgirlblues: story before...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://21.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kugezclcwb1qzw8fho1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://spaceships.tumblr.com/post/278609483/crashinglybeautiful-cowgirlblues-story-before"&gt;spaceships&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://crashinglybeautiful.tumblr.com/post/278433964/cowgirlblues-story-before-the-sleep-via-ahmet"&gt;crashinglybeautiful&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://cowgirlblues.tumblr.com/post/277905029/story-before-the-sleep-via-ahmet-ozcan"&gt;cowgirlblues&lt;/a&gt;: story before the sleep (via &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/ahmetozcan"&gt;ahmet ozcan&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/278959565</link><guid>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/278959565</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Dec 2009 09:09:23 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I picked up Adam Haslett’s book of short stories, You Are Not A Stranger Here, (published when...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I picked up Adam Haslett’s book of short stories, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/You-Are-Not-Stranger-Here/dp/0385720726"&gt;You Are Not A Stranger Here&lt;/a&gt;, (published when he was a third year law student, when I was a third year law student I was writing emails and on a good day a journal entry on Naseeb but never, ever anything more than that) at a used bookstore down the street from our house and I’m two stories in, starting my third now, and wow. Wow. They’re really good. One just made me cry.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/278558808</link><guid>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/278558808</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Dec 2009 00:30:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>robot-heart:

we love typography: upscale typography

Wish I...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://2.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kug5u0U2TR1qzn34eo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://robot-heart.tumblr.com/post/278160425/we-love-typography-upscale-typography"&gt;robot-heart&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://welovetypography.com/post/6821"&gt;we love typography&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://blog.parachutefonts.com/#"&gt;upscale typography&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Wish I knew what this said or who the artist was.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/278180391</link><guid>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/278180391</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 19:43:47 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Because, in the end, no one will ever give a shit who has kept shit ‘real’ except the two or three..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;Because, in the end, no one will ever give a shit who has kept shit ‘real’ except the two or three people, sitting in their apartments, bitter and self-devouring, who take it upon themselves to wonder about such things. The keeping real of shit matters to some people, but it does not matter to me. It’s fashion, and I don’t like fashion, because fashion does not matter.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;    What matters is that you do good work. What matters is that you produce things that are true and will stand. What matters is that the Flaming Lips’s new album is ravishing and I’ve listened to it a thousand times already, sometimes for days on end, and it enriches me and makes me want to save people. What matters is that it will stand forever, long after any narrow-hearted curmudgeons have forgotten their appearance on goddamn 90210. What matters is not the perception, nor the fashion, not who’s up and who’s down, but what someone has done and if they meant it. What matters is that you want to see and make and do, on as grand a scale as you want, regardless of what the tiny voices of tiny people say. Do not be critics, you people, I beg you. I was a critic and I wish I could take it all back because it came from a smelly and ignorant place in me, and spoke with a voice that was all rage and envy. Do not dismiss a book until you have written one, and do not dismiss a movie until you have made one, and do not dismiss a person until you have met them. It is a fuckload of work to be open-minded and generous and understanding and forgiving and accepting, but Christ, that is what matters. What matters is saying yes.&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://students.ou.edu/M/Eric.C.Mai-1/DE.htm"&gt;Dave Eggers&lt;/a&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://infovore.org/archives/2009/11/30/what-matters-is-that-you-produce-things-that-are-true-and-will-stand/"&gt;tom armitage&lt;/a&gt;) (via &lt;a href="http://unicornology.tumblr.com/"&gt;unicornology&lt;/a&gt;) (via &lt;a href="http://yesterdayifeltlikegod.tumblr.com/"&gt;yesterdayifeltlikegod&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I seem to be facing this same conflict within myself, to do good work, something meaningful, and long lasting. The idea of purpose.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Eggers gets that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://syeda.tumblr.com/"&gt;syeda&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Been thinking about this whole stop being such a critic thing a lot lately.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/277081277</link><guid>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/277081277</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 23:27:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>[via glynnis]
For Sehla, who I think might not even know this...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://6.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktnaa0utuw1qa2i2xo1_400.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;[via &lt;a href="http://glynnis.tumblr.com/post/277003385/riceyates-scout-tersaudades-finals"&gt;glynnis&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;For Sehla, who I think might not even know this tumblr exists.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/277063528</link><guid>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/277063528</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 23:13:10 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>In the last few days</title><description>&lt;p&gt;baingan, lobia, mucver, afghani rice, parathas, aloo kababs. Now what?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/276251840</link><guid>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/276251840</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 11:27:22 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://16.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kudfwdat9q1qzxttwo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/275758269</link><guid>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/275758269</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 01:12:13 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>December 9, 2009. These days, I don’t feel like doing anything but cooking. I don’t know what this...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;December 9, 2009. These days, I don’t feel like doing anything but cooking. I don’t know what this is about - I can only guess that maybe it’s because recipes are things I can actually start and finish - there’s no beating myself up for leaving them out of boredom or irritation halfway through, like everything else right now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Bah.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Funk.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Help.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/275754255</link><guid>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/275754255</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 01:08:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>wannablessedbereturns:

I also find cats on roombas quite zen.
</title><description>&lt;object width="400" height="336"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LQ-jv8g1YVI&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LQ-jv8g1YVI&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="336" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://wannablessedbereturns.tumblr.com/post/274153929/i-also-find-cats-on-roombas-quite-zen"&gt;wannablessedbereturns&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I also find cats on roombas quite zen.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/274175970</link><guid>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/274175970</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 23:23:33 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>syeda:

ub14:

… the day before.

I love this so much. I can’t...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://14.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kslfmixn2g1qzxttwo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://syeda.tumblr.com/post/273917455/ub14-the-day-before-i-love-this-so-much-i"&gt;syeda&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/232994094/the-day-before"&gt;ub14&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;… the day before.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I love this so much. I can’t wait for this for me!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You’re beautiful.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;aw, thanks, syeda. it was all very surreal but very fun too - and now i have 7000 pictures (yes, really) to go thru - the people (inlaws and parents) want what they want!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/273937327</link><guid>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/273937327</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 20:41:06 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>real? fake?
spaceships:

davidmanque:

In 1838 the 29-year old...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://18.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ku09wepuE61qzph0go1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;real? fake?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://spaceships.tumblr.com/post/265777661/davidmanque-in-1838-the-29-year-old-charles"&gt;spaceships&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://davidmanque.tumblr.com/post/265750177/in-1838-the-29-year-old-charles-darwin-wrote-the"&gt;davidmanque&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;In 1838 the 29-year old &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_darwin"&gt;Charles Darwin&lt;/a&gt; wrote &lt;a href="http://darwin-online.org.uk/content/frameset?viewtype=side&amp;itemID=CUL-DAR210.8.2&amp;pageseq=1"&gt;the following&lt;/a&gt; in his journal.  It is a chart comparing marriage (which he was considering) to non-marriage.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Transcription:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;This is the question &lt;/b&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Marry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Children — (if it Please God) — Constant companion, (&amp; friend in old age) who will feel interested in one, — object to be beloved &amp; played with. —  —better than a dog anyhow. — Home, &amp; someone to take care of house — Charms of music &amp; female chit-chat. — These things good for one’s health. — &lt;s&gt;Forced to visit &amp; receive relations&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;but terrible loss of time.&lt;/i&gt; —&lt;br/&gt;&lt;s&gt;W&lt;/s&gt; My God, it is intolerable to think of spending ones whole life, like a neuter bee, working, working, &amp; nothing after all. — No, no won’t do. — Imagine living all one’s day solitarily in smoky dirty London House. — Only picture to yourself a nice soft wife on a sofa with good fire, &amp; books &amp; music perhaps — Compare this vision with the dingy reality of Grt. Marlbro’ St.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Marry — Marry — Marry  Q.E.D.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not Marry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;No children, (no second life), no one to care for one in old age.— What is the use of working ‘&lt;s&gt;in&lt;/s&gt;’ without sympathy from near &amp; dear friends—who are near &amp; dear friends to the old, except relatives&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Freedom to go where one liked — choice of Society &amp; &lt;i&gt;little of it.&lt;/i&gt; — Conversation of clever men at clubs — Not forced to visit relatives, &amp; to bend in every trifle. — to have the expense &amp; anxiety of children — perhaps quarelling — &lt;b&gt;Loss of time.&lt;/b&gt; — cannot read in the Evenings — fatness &amp; idleness — Anxiety &amp; responsibility — less money for books &amp;c — if many children forced to gain one’s bread. — (But then it is very bad for ones health to work too much)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Perhaps my wife wont like London; then the sentence is banishment &amp; degradation into indolent, idle fool —&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Darwin married his first cousin Emma Wedgwood on January 29, 1839.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Better than a dog anyhow.”  Nice.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/265842194</link><guid>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/265842194</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Dec 2009 23:42:24 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Quarrel</title><description>&lt;p&gt;We quarreled&lt;br/&gt;Alone I&lt;br/&gt;turned away&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;from her dear&lt;br/&gt;face   then I&lt;br/&gt;feared death&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;— Grace Paley&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(1922 - 2007)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/262292752</link><guid>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/262292752</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 13:12:32 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>robot-heart:


seagull:myownmelt:  anniebgood: 
Your Ex-Lover Is...</title><description>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://ub14.tumblr.com/swf/audio_player.swf?audio_file=http://www.tumblr.com/audio_file/262280179/tumblr_ktaa2dS7kp1qztegd&amp;color=FFFFFF" height="27" width="207" quality="best"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://robot-heart.tumblr.com/post/258190018/seagull-myownmelt-anniebgood-your-ex-lover-is" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;robot-heart&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://seagull.tumblr.com/post/253146849/myownmelt-anniebgood-your-ex-lover-is-dead"&gt;seagull&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;a href="http://myownmelt.tumblr.com/post/252771177/anniebgood-your-ex-lover-is-dead-stars"&gt;myownmelt&lt;/a&gt;:  &lt;a href="http://anniebgood.tumblr.com/post/247921480/your-ex-lover-is-dead-stars-i-know-ive-posted"&gt;anniebgood&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your Ex-Lover Is Dead - Stars&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;It’s nothing but time and a face that you lose&lt;br/&gt;I chose to feel it and you couldn’t choose&lt;br/&gt; I’ll write you a postcard, I’ll send you the news&lt;br/&gt; From a house down the road from real love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/262280179</link><guid>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/262280179</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 12:59:55 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>in 1854, henry david thoreau said that most people “lead lives of quiet desperation.”</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveyourcrookedneighbor.tumblr.com/post/258766564"&gt;loveyourcrookedneighbor&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;today that is no longer true. thanks to blogs, facebook, twitter, &amp; reality television, our desperation just keeps getting louder.&lt;br/&gt;-&lt;a href="http://defectiveyeti.com/2009/11/23/o-brave-new-world/"&gt;defective yeti&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;i lol’d.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/262268489</link><guid>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/262268489</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 12:47:53 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>creativeinspiration:

csebastian:

Things That Inspire: A...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://14.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktug9eaMGN1qzq8zqo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://creativeinspiration.tumblr.com/post/261516063/csebastian-things-that-inspire-a-kitchen-post"&gt;creativeinspiration&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://csebastian.tumblr.com/post/261319499"&gt;csebastian&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thingsthatinspire.net/2009/10/kitchen-post.html"&gt;Things That Inspire: A Kitchen Post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Love this. Meals should always be eaten in such comfort.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/262197085</link><guid>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/262197085</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 11:31:56 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>The outcome of spending an evening with my family of doctors</title><description>&lt;p&gt;S, just tell them sending the kids to the best schools to have the best life for them is your husband’s responsibility, not yours. :)  Then ask them whether they have found a wealthy one for you yet.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://syeda.tumblr.com/post/261863926/the-outcome-of-spending-an-evening-with-my-family-of"&gt;syeda&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I’m going to get my bachelor’s degree in English and then go to grad school.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I’m going to get my master’s in English and be poor.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I’m going to get my Ph.D in English and then make less than 50K a year, teaching at a mediocre or less than mediocre university in the middle of no where, and be poor.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I probably won’t get into a great grad school because I’m not a genius with a stellar GPA or GRE score, and it is extremely competitive.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am not good at math or science so I can’t do anything of that sort.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I wish that the things I loved weren’t so USELESS when it comes to practicality.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I told her that money doesn’t matter because as long as I do what I love I’ll be happy, but she told me, you say that now, but once you settle down, and have kids, and you want to send them to the best schools for the best life for them, you’re going to feel differently.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Strange.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/262195326</link><guid>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/262195326</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 11:30:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"As president, I believe that robotics can inspire young people to pursue science and engineering.And..."</title><description>“As president, I believe that robotics can inspire young people to pursue science and engineering.&lt;br/&gt;And I also want to keep an eye on those robots in case they try anything”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;- President Obama, &lt;a href="http://gizmodo.com/5411752/obama-to-robots-im-watching-you"&gt;Obama to Robots: I’m Watching You | Gizmodo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://killallhumans.tumblr.com/"&gt;killallhumans&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/257387617</link><guid>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/257387617</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 17:07:47 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>syeda:

Prague
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://13.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktmms1Zhaz1qzwl0no1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://syeda.tumblr.com/post/255884020/prague"&gt;syeda&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Prague&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/255902008</link><guid>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/255902008</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 14:07:23 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>My inspiring, amazingly talented friend Nadia designed this for...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://20.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktmiqoNFmt1qzxttwo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;My inspiring, amazingly talented friend &lt;a href="http://njartitecture.com/"&gt;Nadia&lt;/a&gt; designed this for us. I liked it a lot, but it turns out K. didn’t, which I guess makes it okay that he never saw it being used anywhere - damn spotlights in our faces all night.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/255810797</link><guid>http://ub14.tumblr.com/post/255810797</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 12:18:00 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
