NPR has a collection of printable Valentine’s Day cards available here. (Thanks @paulschreiber)
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Ira Glass on creativity. A big encouragement towards perseverance.
Totally needed to hear this. Might play it on repeat.

Johnson on being a black supermodel in the 1970s
“There were no black makeup artists and there were no black hairstylists, and I was working for Vogue and Glamour, and it was really interesting to see a hairdresser just fumbling around with my hair. I think that’s why I wore my hair pulled back for a lot of my career, just really slicked back, although it was really gorgeous, because they didn’t know how to work with my hair … because they never worked on anyone black before. “
I actually hate this about publishing, oh so much. When you read a book that captivates you (or not), you forget that it’s a business, and there are people in offices looking at trends (“Oooh, vampires are so in right now!” or “People are soooo into post-apocalyptic fiction nowadays.”) and trying to figure out what people will want to read buy next. There is not going to be a “next” Hunger Games. The whole thing is an entity unto itself. And the next smash-hit bestseller will be its own entity. There is no “next” Hunger Games and there is no “next” Harry Potter. There are just going to be other compelling stories thrown into the ether.
Washington D.C.’s 9:30 Club was home to a night of New Orleans soul and funk when Galactic and The Soul Rebels took the stage for a performance last night. Photos by Mito Habe-Evans/NPR.
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A Butter Ad That Will Get You To Eat More Vegetables
Those northern Europeans are serious about their butter; many countries typically leave in more fat than we do in the U.S. Some would argue that makes for a better product.
But butter, and all that fat in it, is turning into enemy No. 1 in the fight against obesity. Denmark, for one, has become the first country in the world to tax butter and other sources of saturated fat.
So if you’re a Danish butter company, it’s probably a wise move to downplay butter’s centrality at dinnertime. That’s exactly what Lurpak has done in this ad for the U.K. market, featuring its new “lightest” spreadable butter.
Pretty good commercial, and those veggies look delish. But I bet they would taste even better with butter. :-)
Also, it’s not butter’s fault. Back home we only use margarine, but since moving to the UK I made the switch from margarine to butter and I weigh less than I have in at least 2 years. There are a number of other reasons for that, such as not having a car, having to walk, and eating less. So don’t blame the butter! It’s delicious.
Paul Barrett, on taking shooting lessons. (via nprfreshair)
Okay, I totally agree with this, but people don’t go hunting with glock pistols and shit like that. The reason you feel powerful when you hold them is because they’re dangerous, AND you could kill someone, so I don’t see why civilians should have them. Get a hunting rifle and take down some overpopulated deer or something.
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Beirut live in concert from Washington, D.C.’s 9:30 Club on Dec. 14. Photos by Mito Habe-Evans/NPR.
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Childish Gambino Is Trying To Be A Grown-Up
“Everybody is kind of a kid. I personally don’t believe people really grow. They just learn stuff when they were a kid, and hold on to it, and that affects every relationship they have. So the album is about learning the good stuff and taking away the good stuff, and continuing to grow — as opposed to staying 12 years old forever with relationships, which sometimes I feel like I still am.” — Donald Glover
This is SO GOOD. An NPR book club for young readers! I’m honoured and thrilled that the first book they’ve chosen is The Graveyard Book. Check it out. Point younger siblings, kids and grandchildren at it too. Spread the word. Reblog, share, spread…
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In honor of the classic SNL skit poking fun at NPR, Ben & Jerry’s has released a new flavor: Schweddy Balls Ice Cream.
Mmm…. Good times.
I won a bakeoff my first year at NPR (back in 2006) by making Schweddy Balls (actually chocolate-dipped-and-sprinkle-covered rum balls.) The prize? Some pancake mix and a spatula.