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– @korochi
Always. No matter the task, the job, the career. No matter how simple or complex. Always look for a way to make it better. Make it better for yourself. Make it better for others. In fact, make it better for the sake of better. Even if you don’t like it (or, heck, even hate it) you should always be looking for a way to improve it.
Because learning how to improve things is transferable. It scales. It is a skill. It can be learned. And when you can learn how to make even the mundane or uninteresting or loathsome better you can do that with the good and the great and the perfect. Yes, even the perfect can be made better (once you divorce yourself of the idea that perfect exists).
In fact, I would argue that every invention, every innovation, and every revolution, can be traced to this simple goal. Someone, somewhere, just wanted to make it better and had the gumption, skill, and opportunity to do so.
Steve Jobs, for instance, made computers better. Then, he made music buying better. Then he made music players better. Then he made phones better. Then he made computers better all over again. Of course, he did not do this alone. He created an entire company who’s sole collective commitment is, in my eyes at least, to methodically and relentlessly make things better.
Think of someone you admire. Perhaps someone you know or even someone famous. Think of what it is you admire most about them and I’d be willing to bet that it fits some version of, “They make X better”. They make your life better or your television better or your food better. You get the idea.
It’s not enough to change the world. Change it for the better. Put a dent in the universe once you can see clearly that the dent will make it better. And, when you leave, as we all will inevitably do, leave it better.
I’m a writer. Writing is how I make this world better, friendlier, stronger place. If these words improved your day, please let me know by contributing here.

“Tory MP calls out Labour for having salacious ads on its webpage, doesn’t know ads are based on his own web history.”, via @azizonomics, @ntlk, @iamdanw
I fixed a computer once.
It was a huge mistake because now I fix all the computers.

Yep, I bought this amazing sketch from @dylanhorrocks.
Jack Kirby (Jacob Kurtzberg, USA, 1917-1994)
Comics Will Break Your Heart
Buy this sketch(SOLD)This sketch tells the story behind the quote that opens Hicksville. It was told to me by James Romberger, an artist and cartoonist whose amazing graphic novelSeven Miles a Second (written by activist and artist David Wojnarowicz) has just been reissued by Fantagraphics.
In the 1980s, Romberger met Kirby at a convention in New York. Kirby kindly looked at Romberger’s work and then gave him a piece of advice: “Kid, you’re one of the best. But put your work in galleries. Don’t do comics. Comics will break your heart.”
Romberger followed Kirby’s advice for years, mostly exhibiting in galleries, while drawing comics for alternative and literary magazines – and occasionally for commercial publishers – on the side. When the first edition of Seven Miles a Secondwas published by Vertigo in 1996, Romberger mentioned in his artist’s bio that he’d once been told by Jack Kirby “comics will break your heart.” As soon as I read that, I knew I would have to use it in Hicksville. I’m grateful to Romberger for later sharing the full story with me and I urge you all to buy his & Wojnarowicz’sextraordinary book.
i have wondered for years the etymology of Kirby’s line here. Nice to finally know.
Osias Jotamas QUEM DIABOS conseguiu passar uma lei dessas em pleno 92!!!
Two Alabama high school students and an unlikely team of state legislators want to repeal a 1992 law requiring educators to teach that being gay is a crime and “not a lifestyle acceptable to the general public.” While there is no evidence to suggest that the sex education law is currently being enforced, the students still want to see the misleading (and hateful) language removed.

It has the spirit of the tale.
Osias Jotanó em pingo d'água, ei-lo


When Redditor JoDiegoJo was dealing with short-term memory loss in 2011, her best friend found a way to make sure she was unforgettable
She drafted up this letter answering questions Jo was repeatedly asking since her memory only had a five-minute retention span. The letter is witty (note the dig on never being "aroused"), and it has the causal and goofy vibe that only two best friends share

Jo recently released the letter on Reddit and explained in comments that a nausea medication prescribed by the hospital reacted negatively with another medication, causing the memory loss. She added that her friend not only made this sweet letter, but took leave from her job and stayed at Jo's house with her kids, so Jo's husband could stay at the hospital with her
"Haha! I've got you now you- OH GOD HALP I NEVER ASKED FOR THIS!"
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If Game of Thrones Was Made in 1995

Lenticular clouds over Mount Fuji, Japan. These are stationary lens-shaped clouds that form at high altitudes, usually perpendicular to the direction of the wind.
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Großartig: Eine Reminder-Liste von der besten Freundin einer Dame, die bei ‘nem Behandlungsfehler ihr Kurzzeitgedächtnis verloren hat. Unbedingt die Kommentare lesen, superinteressant:
ARE YOU GUYS OR GIRLS!?: We’re both female, and use bro jokingly. Sis doesn’t have the same ring. […]
HOW ARE YOU NOW?: She has hearing loss and still struggles with short term memory. For the most part, you would probably meet her and just think she’s really forgetful. Her life is a lot of lists, alarms, and calendar dates so she can always know whats going on, and when. […]
YOU’RE A GREAT FRIEND: Aw jeez. I did fuck with her though. I told her the same series of jokes, tweaking them each time so they were funnier and funnier. Every five minutes, I was A COMEDY GOD.
This is the letter my best friend made me when I was in ICU with short term memory loss. (via Gawker)