Dear son, don’t let Robin Thicke be a lesson to you

The second side of the story…

The Matt Walsh Blog

***Update, August 1: In response to the thousands of people who, after reading this entire post, decided to harp on one single phrase (“I’m no feminist”), I wrote this. If you want to know how I can say all the things I say here, yet still reject “feminism,” click the link and I’ll explain. Otherwise, carry on. Thanks for stopping by.

Our country dangles on the precipice of starting a third World War. We are on the verge of a completely unnecessary conflict where the United States will fight along side Al Qaeda and the Muslim Brotherhood. This, in another day and age, might earn the crown as the Most Controversial Story of the Week. But we’re in the year 2013, and this is America, so a young pop star’s dance moves on an MTV awards show have predictably overshadowed the prospect of global chaos and bloodshed. I wrote…

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Life Hacks: How to Be Interesting

American Vagabond

interesting_lifeWhat makes one person more interesting than another? While “being interesting” might be a little subjective, I think that we can all agree that Twelfth Night is more interesting than Twilight. We know interesting when we see it. In my years wandering this earth I have met a ton of interesting people, and about two tons of uninteresting people. These folks are not bad people, just a little on the dull side. If all you have to talk about is how annoying your co-worker is, how cute your kid/dog/cat is, or your new high score on Angry Birds (guilty) – you might be uninteresting. Here’s how to fix it.

  1. Do something. Anything. – The first thing you notice about interesting people is that they are doers. So get off your ass and go do something! Take a walk. Ride a bike. Dance. Sing. Draw. Knit clothes for your cat. Volunteer. Clean…

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Zen Living: 10 Ways to be a Better Person

American Vagabond

betterforblogMy guess is that we all think we are pretty good people. We say “Please” and “Thank you”. We open the door for old ladies or folks with their hands full. These are good things to do, but let’s face it – you could do more.

Being a “good person” is a state of being, not a culmination of the things you do for others. It starts with your attitude towards yourself and trickles down to each person you encounter throughout your day. When you get mad at the waitress who forgot to place your order, you are changing the rest of her day, and yours as well.

  1. Relax. This is temporary. – Whatever situation you are in just remember – it is temporary. Whether you are stuck in traffic or going through a divorce – it is temporary. Remembering to take a deep breath and tell myself “This isn’t…

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(Meet me in) St. Louis

Thought I’d share some pictures of my recent trip to Saint Louis. Here you will find some photos of the Gateway Arch, the Cathedral Basilica of Saint Louis, the Jewel Box botanical garden, the Art Museum, the St. Louis Zoo, and other architectural snapshots. Enjoy!

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Judith and Holofernes by Georgio Vasari                A Prostitute offering her services–HA!

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Saint Louis Art Museum-established in 1904 for the World’s Fair

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Museum of Westward Expansion @ Gateway Arch

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Busch Stadium, home of the St. Louis Cardinals

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Colosseum

Molly Travels

Hi from Rome! This is the last city on my journey, and I can’t say I’m completely disappointed about going home. Actually, I’m really excited, because I’ve missed a lot of things at home. That can wait, however, because right now I’m going to tell you about my trip to the Colosseum. Tristan was awesome about making me go to the Colosseum on our first day here, even though it was hot and I was tired. It turns out that it was a good choice, though, because the rest of the days have been hotter and also more crowded because of the weekend. Kiri, Tristan, and I had trained in from Venice the day before, gotten settled into our apartment, and made some pasta for dinner with tomato sauce and zucchini. At the crack of dawn the next day, we headed toward the Colosseum. It’s not exactly hard to miss…

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