Recreational weed became legal at 8 a.m. this morning in Colorado.
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
22 Artists Who NEED To Put Out A New Album In 2014
Because it’s been too long. Especially if you’re a Missy Elliott or D’Angelo fan.
Adele
Most recent album: 21 back in 2011. Maybe you've heard it?
Likelihood: Pretty much a sure thing. She's in the middle of making a new record, and it should be out in the spring or summer of 2014.
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Frank Ocean
Most recent album: Channel Orange in 2012
Likelihood: Very strong. He has been writing and recording music through 2013, and has said that a new album will be out sometime in the summer of 2014.
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Joanna Newsom
Most recent album: Have One On Me in 2010.
Likelihood: There's no solid intel on this, but the chances are good, if just because she's been writing, and it's been a while since she dropped that triple album. She debuted a new song when she performed at the Pitchfork Music Festival this summer.
Robyn
Most recent album: Body Talk in 2010.
Likelihood: OK, maaaaybe? Earlier this year she said she's been writing material, but is unsure of how it will be released, or when, or if she's going to give her songs to other singers.
Police Investigating Georgia Man Who Announced On Twitter He Was Going To Rape Passed-Out Girl
Two detectives in Cobb County, Georgia, are investigating the man who tweeted a picture of a passed-out girl and said he was going to sexually assault her.
At 1:09 a.m. on Jan. 1, Twitter user RichlonelyJuan posted a picture of what appears to be a girl passed out in her own vomit, claiming that he and his brother planned on raping her.
He continued to live-tweet throughout the night, declaring that the victim no longer had a pulse.
Twitter user "@IH8UHOES" also posted about the passed out girl.
4 Steps To Get A Better Butt
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Let's do it!
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Babies Vary And Knitting Stretches
It was easy to forget that life can come into the world just as it leaves it. Making the baby sweater was a tangible reminder.
Illustration by Ilana Denis Bauer for BuzzFeed
Anyone who makes things should make something for a baby. There are obvious objections: They will spit up on the beautiful item you spent weeks laboring over, and they will not appreciate how the slate gray looks next to the mustard yellow, no matter how carefully you selected them, and, in any case, they will outgrow whatever it is within weeks. In my 17 years of knitting — I'm now 23 — I'd barely made anything for what I considered to be the messy, ungrateful under-4 set, and they were so foreign and separate from me that I didn't think I would know where to begin. Still, about two months ago I found myself knitting a cardigan for a baby who hadn't even been born yet.
The baby was the as-yet-unborn child of my best friend's godmother. My friend and her mother had commissioned me to make a gift for the baby shower, and in exchange they bought the yarn and my friend bought me a lot of drinks. The baby would be a girl, and we eventually ruled out any too-saccharine colors in favor of a soft gray and cream for an accent.
I also bought a book of patterns to figure out how the sweater should be constructed. I've been knitting since before I could read (taught first by my grandmother during a rainy week at the beach and then reinforced and expanded with YouTube tutorials years later) but only for myself, or for bodies the size of mine. Until the baby sweater, there had been certain indelible rhythms behind adults' hats or socks, drummed in by dozens of repetitions. But here, my sense of scale was entirely thrown off. How could your head be so big but your shoulders so narrow, I wondered, working on a sleeve too tiny to fit my fist through. How could a person ever be this small? The pattern understood: Its author, Elizabeth Zimmermann, is widely considered to be the mother of modern, unfussy knitting, and so where other patterns specify dimensions that would have meant nothing to me, she simply wrote, "Don't worry too much about size; babies vary, and knitting stretches."
Still, I doubted at first that the sweater would ever take shape. And yet after a week of knitting on subways and while waiting for friends at bars, it began to look real. (That is one of the benefits of crafting for a tiny human: relatively instant gratification.) The essential thing about knitting that I will never get over is here you have these sticks and this string, and then you look down and you have this object. It's a very small act of hope, especially when the person you're knitting for isn't even here yet. She was on her way — parties were being thrown and gifts picked out for her arrival — but just out of reach.
I hadn't known that feeling, that anticipation of life, from this direction. I knew its opposite: In the past year and a half, two friends have died, both at 22 — she in a car crash, and he of leukemia. The bigness and the beginningness of their lives still doesn't fit at all with the fact of their deaths. She'd been my partner in crime for a summer internship, and I still find myself coming back to her many essays and poems and plays, as striking and loud and hopeful as she was. I'd met him in college. He was the person who showed me how to get into classroom buildings after dark and how to play Bananagrams. He used my name and all his friends' names as examples in the philosophy thesis he wrote ("Suppose Alanna is a brain in a vat..."). In our last semester at school, when he was in remission, he'd ask, in that half-joking way that friends of knitters do, when I was going to make him something. I would laugh and say I would make him a stocking cap or a tent for the yard our adjacent houses shared, and never did.
For months after each of them died, I saw them all over the city. I'd catch a glimpse of her sharp nose or his sticky-uppy dark hair and then I'd realize that of course it wasn't her, there was no way it could be him, and that absence would take my breath away. And so it was easy to forget that life can come into the world just as it leaves it. Making the sweater was a tangible reminder. Making anything feels a little like you are taking control in the chaos: This thing is yours, the way you would like it to be, and it exists where before there was nothing. With each row you knit on something meant for a baby, you start to see their outline more and more clearly, waiting to be fully formed. I liked knowing that the sweater was in my bag during the workday and by my bed when I woke up. I felt it glow; I felt it breathe.
I finished knitting with a few days to spare. My best friend suggested I sew a little tag with my initials into the sweater before handing it over.
"Who knows," she said. "Maybe it'll become an heirloom." She told me that whoever got it next would want to know where it came from; the idea that this thing was about to go out and have a life of its own even beyond the person it was intended for made me begin to miss it less.
A few weeks ago she sent me two pictures. They were of her godmother, and her godmother's husband, and the baby, who had been born the night before. The baby looked tiny and quizzical, with a shock of black hair that would have made bald infant-me insanely jealous. She is still too small to fit into the cardigan, or the matching hat my friend and I made together with the leftover yarn. This, I think, is good: It gives her something to grow into.
21 Parenting Resolutions For The New Year
Because resolving to be a better parent beats resolving to eat more kale.
Resolve to: Model a better digital life.
Showing your kids you can survive without constantly being on your phone, tablet, or computer will help them to be less dependent on technology.
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Listen more.
Parents who listen well not only make their kids more confident speakers, but better listeners, too.
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Introduce your kids to new foods.
Start slowly by adding something new to one meal a week, then introduce more variety once your kids get the hang of it. Ethnic fruits and vegetables you already love are a great place to start.
This Amazing Dog With A Mustache Deserves Your Complete Attention
WARNING: YOU PROBABLY CAN’T HANDLE THIS PHOTO.
OKAY THERE IS A LOT TO TAKE IN ABOUT THIS PHOTO OF AN AMAZING DOG.
FIRST OF ALL, IT HAS A GREAT FACE.
SECONDLY, PLEASE NOTE THE LITTLE WAGGING TAIL.
THIRDLY, EXCELLENT PAW PLACEMENT.
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