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Macy Hurwitz was born in Austin, Texas during that trying time in American history called the 80′s. She spent most of her young life singing metal tunes and chasing non-indigenous barnyard animals around her parents’ land in Sunset Valley.

After an unpromising adolescence, she attended St. Edward’s University and graduated Magna Cum Laude with a degree in English Writing and Rhetoric. During her college career, Miss Hurwitz acquired an amazing music collection, a strong aversion to ice cream and a taste for fine bourbon.

Upon her graduation, she disappeared into Europe, emerging suddenly several months later jabbering like a Spanish native and chastizing others for their tardiness.

Following a short stint at a small-town newspaper, Miss Hurwitz relocated to Washington, DC to pursue a career in scarves, overcoats and global reporting. She claims that the people there made comments about her exceptional rear end on a daily basis, and, hey, who can blame them?

After several more years on the hamster wheel some call "journalism," she has taken her talents to the Capitol Complex. She spends her spare time reading, gardening, two stepping, riding horses, running, hiking, tending to her wacky menagerie, and attending as many rock shows as possible.
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The Red Mamba does NOT fuck around when it comes to sandwiches, y’all.

There are no Jack Kerouacs or Holden Caulfields for girls. Literary girls don’t take road-trips to find themselves; they take trips to find men.

"Great" books, as defined by the Western canon, didn’t contain female protagonists I could admire. In fact, they barely contained female protagonists at all.

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San Rafael - Condor Agate | ©Uwe Reier

Discovered in 1992 by the former Argentinean actor, Luis de los Santos, the Condor Agate comes from a difficult-to-reach 7,000-foot elevated plateau near San Rafael, in Mendoza Province, Argentina. The site can only be reached by horse back.

The agate’s bright reds and yellows are made even more vivid by their contrasting bands of cooler, more-subtle hues. This agate was named after the large Condor birds that were flying over Luis de los Santos during the trip that he discovered the agate.

Locality: San Rafael, Argentina.

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I always feel like somebody’s watching meee #andigotnoprivacy #ohohoh #viewoutmywindow #llamasofinstagram

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Oh, well, damn.

Sarah Kendzior dishing it out.

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Nailed it.

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David Byrne invented his own flavor of funk and I like it.

David Byrne invented his own flavor of funk and I like it.

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My parents realized that I loved music early. I sang in the car, banged on pots and pans, and jcould not get enough of the radio, records and tapes. They’re not music fans in the obsessive way that I am, but they decided to do whatever they could to expose me to as much music as they could.
My earliest concert memories are of sitting in the audience on the floor of the original Austin City Limits studio and watching the bands play. They worked security and they’d get me a ticket so I could watch as legends made their mark on my hometown and music history.
That’s why it was so special to me that I was able to get all three of us tickets to Aretha Franklin at the Moody Theater tonight. I’m proud to be able to treat them to one of our favorite artists and watch the Queen of Soul onstage.
Sometimes I feel like maybe I don’t have so far to go after all. Tonight was one of those nights. Thank you, Aretha. You were truly sensational.

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Hello, and welcome to my week-by-week review of everything in the world. Today I am reviewing lamps.

Since the beginning of time, light has come from the sky, but at some point someone decided, “Hey, let’s make it come from an object at eye level instead.” What a mistake that was. The lamp was invented. If you’ve never seen a lamp, don’t bother.

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This MIGHT just overtake Deadspin’s Thursday Dick Joke Jamboroo as my favorite regular feature. Fantastic. I love that the California Drought got two stars, while lamps got zero. Ted Wilson is an uncompromising soul.

Paul’s only certification was provided instead by something called the National Board of Ophthalmology, which is very convenient because he operates that organization himself…The National Board of Ophthalmology has existed since 1999, when Paul ‘founded’ it, lists no more than seven doctors, and its address is a post-office box in Bowling Green, Ky. He had claimed to be certified by both boards, but Courier-Journal reporter Joseph Gerth quickly discovered that claim was false.