Friday Five: March 3, 2023

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Good morning, angels. Happy Friday and welcome to another Friday Five, your weekly roundup of joyful content from all corners of the internet.

kendra @kendramorous

the way these days are flying by…it feels like i’m paying rent, blinking one time, and paying rent again

I’m slightly shocked it’s already March — this year has felt so hectic that I just feel like I’m trying to keep up, and not keeping pace with the actual passage of time.

Song: Bill Withers was the youngest of six in a coal-mining family in West Virginia. He came to music later in life, had a phenomenal ~15-year career, and then walked away from it all at the peak of fame, because the industry wanted to change his sound. His music makes me feel like I’m covered in a weighted blanket, or that I’m soaring — occasionally both at once, flying but safely weighed down (amazing visual).

“Can We Pretend” is the perfect wind-up or wind-down song, something gentle for you to start or end your day with. If you’re as fascinated with the Bill Withers story as I am, read this Rolling Stone profile on him.

Deliciousness: My incredible friend Umaimah just launched her brand of South Asian pantry staples called Paro. I don’t post links to things for purchase here very often, but I genuinely believe this is some of the most delicious and amazing culinary alchemy out there. She’s made it possible for me to create a flavorful and filling dal in less than 30 minutes, the easiest kitchari (mash polo in Farsi) I’ve ever made, and the buttery spicy tarka is something I’ve drizzled on nearly every dinner this week. Try out her products, bring them to a dinner party as a gift, just bring them into your life and you won’t regret it.

Public Service: The Minnesota Department of Transportation organized a snowplow naming contest, and the results are just delightful. My personal favorite is “Scoop! There it is” but I would be absolutely starstruck to see “Blizzo” in person.

Poem: Mary Oliver strikes gold again with this poem on love, and how we are all capable of falling into it over, and over again. Romantically, platonically, with each other, with places and music, even with the sky above us. “The core of my life,” and maybe the core of all our lives, is love.

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Joyful Internet Content:

Vinny Thomas @vinn_ayy

we wiped out Subway’s natural predator (Quiznos) and now the population has grown out of control

Ben Rosen @ben_rosen

the guy inventing artificial banana flavor: whatever close enough

Tenochtitlan YIMBY ⛈ @broom_error

White boys started saying “inshallah” around 2019 and no one knows why

Charley 🏴 @xennialmorph

New way to describe self just dropped.

@ugly1stThat didn’t work #fyp #scared #bats #funny

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@flaxseedegg @flaxseedegg ♬ original sound - mary 😐☝🏻

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@miascloudyscooby doo so bad

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@_reeb5#arianagrande #fyp

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Yer a blizzard, Harry,

Roya