“He liked to call Sunday his day to try to glue what was left of his mind back together.” – DFW http://t.co/tADwgxGVu5

— Electric Literature (@ElectricLit) February 16, 2014

Didn't read the linked post yet, but the Tweet sure seems appropriate to unplugging.

Having some coffee ... Dinner in a restaurant... Appreciating Art in a museum ... Nice conversation in the coffee shop ... A pleasant day at the beach ... Cheering the team at the stadium ... Dating your girl ... Sightseeing ... Albert Einstein: "I fear the day that technology will surpass our human interaction. The world will have a generation of IDIOTS."

 

 

 

 

 

 

In Praise of (Offline) Slow Reading http://t.co/33sPcTRDXK #Read26Indy

— Jeffrey Cufaude (@jcufaude) January 4, 2014

The link leads to a lovely essay.

Last night's episode of The Big Bang Theory opened with this dialog:

Amy: It's nice that we all get to eat together.

All: (Muttered assent)

Amy: Can we maybe put the phones down and have an actual human conversation?

Sheldon: We can, but thanks to Steve Jobs, we don't have to.

The trouble with Twitter isn’t that it’s full of inanity and self-promoting jerks. The trouble is that it’s a solution to a problem that shouldn’t be solved. Eighty percent of the battle of writing involves keeping yourself in that cave: waiting out the loneliness and opacity and emptiness and frustration and bad sentences and dead ends and despair until the damn thing resolves into words. That kind of patience, a steady turning away from everything but the mind and the topic at hand, can only be accomplished by cultivating the habit of attention and a tolerance for solitude.

How Twitter Hijacked My Mind – fantastic meditation by New York Magazinebook critic Kathryn Schulz; bonus points for the Bukowski reference.