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April 7, 2014

The Ultimate Guide to Solving iOS Battery Drain — Overthought


What most people tell you is that closing your apps will save your battery life because it keeps the apps from running in the background.

Wrong.

Yes, it does shut down the app, but what you don’t know is that you are actually making your battery life worse if you do this on a regular basis. Let me tell you why.

By closing the app, you take the app out of the phone’s RAM . While you think this may be what you want to do, it’s not. When you open that same app again the next time you need it, your device has to load it back into memory all over again. All of that loading and unloading puts more stress on your device than just leaving it alone. Plus, iOS closes apps automatically as it needs more memory, so you’re doing something your device is already doing for you. You are meant to be the user of your device, not the janitor.

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April 7, 2014

The ol’ ring switcharoo.

If you follow me on Instagram you know that six months after we set a wedding date, we are officially official. But heaven forbid we ever do things in the right order. Due to some major miscommunication between M. and his mom The Ring spent the first week in India on my right hand, me thinking it was ‘just’ the incredibly generous gift of a family heirloom. It wasn’t ‘til after his birthday party that Andrea, a bit tipsy and clearly charged with her task by a panicked M., said, “We’re going to need that ring back,” and I had some inkling that, oops, when his mom was handing out rings (and there were multiple), she wasn’t supposed to be handing out THIS ring.

But I kept wearing it, on Gena’s advice that he could change the hand it was on himself.

Thing is though, it was always more comfortable on the left hand and I often absentmindedly moved it there, so when I walked into our lovely room at the Brunton Boatyard to see it decorated like this, I actually had to quick move it from left to right, knowing that fragrant ribbons of jasmine can only mean one thing: the left ring finger was about to live out its destiny and must be naked as a virgin in preparation.

He got down on one knee. He asked me to marry him. This time it was not a qualified yes. It was a yes, wherever and whenever and til death do us part.

The ring is one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen, certainly the most beautiful thing I have ever worn. I am awed by its colors, by its weight, by the richness of the gold, and most of all, by its history. It is at least 200 years old, though it may be 300.

It began as one of several pendants on a long necklace that was a gift to M.’s great-grandfather, the Dewan of Mysore, by the Maharaja of Mysore, during the years of the British Raj. (The Dewan is a top advisory position, hereditary, that M.’s family held for generations.) We don’t know how long it was in the Maharaja’s family.

M.’s great-grandmother turned the pendants into rings and as an antique jewelry expert explained to me, each is an example of pancharatma — jewelry that has 5 gems or 5 metals, a symbol of power. The gems are uncut ruby, uncut emerald, uncut sapphire, uncut diamond, and cat’s eye (proof that M. does like cats after all?).

Wearing it, I do indeed feel powerful — smart and beautiful, too.

But most of all — I feel loved.

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April 7, 2014

Illustrations by Brigitte May: website l shop l fb

Oh my goodness!

(Hat tip to Tenderbuttons.)

(via littlemissamandee)

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April 7, 2014

Love you.

(Source: angryblackman, via thegreg)

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April 7, 2014

Everything’s better with Dijon.
(Or cheese.)
(Or lemon zest.)
Hat tip to Of a Kind.

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April 7, 2014

#NotABugSplat: “A giant art installation project that targets predator drone operators sitting thousands of miles away who refer to kills as BugSplats. Now they’ll see a child’s face instead.”
… so who can get one of these installed on the ceiling of Obama’s bedroom?
(via wreckandsalvage:jomc)

#NotABugSplat: “A giant art installation project that targets predator drone operators sitting thousands of miles away who refer to kills as BugSplats. Now they’ll see a child’s face instead.”

… so who can get one of these installed on the ceiling of Obama’s bedroom?

(via wreckandsalvage:jomc)

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April 4, 2014

coketalk:

I know I’m late to the party, but I got back into town and just now got around to watching the Louie CK Saturday Night Live.

Holy fucking shit, Sam Smith.

SNL musical performances are notoriously awful. The stage is tiny. The soundboard is unforgiving. World class rock stars show up and consistently delivery painfully mediocre performances.

This dude, though. Wow. Out of nowhere, he gives one of the most beautiful live performances I’ve ever seen on SNL. Totally melted my face.

Goosebumps.

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April 4, 2014

This de la Reyniere fellow reminds me of a few people I know in Brooklyn. You know who you are.
vicemag:

The Rôti Sans Pareil Is 17 Birds Stuffed Inside Each Other and It Is Delicious
The true king of culinary absurdity comes from L’almanach des gourmands, an 1807 cookbook written by Alexandre Balthazar Laurent Grimond de la Reyniere, a man so outlandish he faked his own death to see who would attend his funeral. His creation was called the rôti sans pareil—the roast without equal—and it is everything that has made the half-dead art of engastration increasingly popular today: ambitious, ostentatious, and alluringly, inevitably delicious.
His recipe calls for a bustard stuffed with a turkey stuffed with a goose stuffed with a pheasant stuffed with a chicken stuffed with a duck stuffed with a guinea fowl stuffed with a teal stuffed with a woodcock stuffed with a partridge stuffed with a plover stuffed with a lapwing stuffed with a quail stuffed with a thrush stuffed with a lark stuffed with an ortolan bunting stuffed with a garden warbler stuffed with an olive stuffed with an anchovy stuffed with a single caper, with layers of Lucca chestnuts, force meat and bread stuffing between each bird, stewed in a hermetically sealed pot in a bath of onion, clove, carrots, chopped ham, celery, thyme, parsley, mignonette, salted pork fat, salt, pepper, coriander, garlic, and “other spices,” and slowly cooked over a fire for at least 24 hours.
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This de la Reyniere fellow reminds me of a few people I know in Brooklyn. You know who you are.

vicemag:

The Rôti Sans Pareil Is 17 Birds Stuffed Inside Each Other and It Is Delicious

The true king of culinary absurdity comes from L’almanach des gourmands, an 1807 cookbook written by Alexandre Balthazar Laurent Grimond de la Reyniere, a man so outlandish he faked his own death to see who would attend his funeral. His creation was called the rôti sans pareil—the roast without equal—and it is everything that has made the half-dead art of engastration increasingly popular today: ambitious, ostentatious, and alluringly, inevitably delicious.

His recipe calls for a bustard stuffed with a turkey stuffed with a goose stuffed with a pheasant stuffed with a chicken stuffed with a duck stuffed with a guinea fowl stuffed with a teal stuffed with a woodcock stuffed with a partridge stuffed with a plover stuffed with a lapwing stuffed with a quail stuffed with a thrush stuffed with a lark stuffed with an ortolan bunting stuffed with a garden warbler stuffed with an olive stuffed with an anchovy stuffed with a single caper, with layers of Lucca chestnuts, force meat and bread stuffing between each bird, stewed in a hermetically sealed pot in a bath of onion, clove, carrots, chopped ham, celery, thyme, parsley, mignonette, salted pork fat, salt, pepper, coriander, garlic, and “other spices,” and slowly cooked over a fire for at least 24 hours.

Continue

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April 4, 2014

gogogadgetgoatkins:

Mary Bowser, former slave of the Van Lew family, infiltrated the Confederacy by working as a servant in the household of Jefferson Davis. Bowser was assumed to be illiterate, and as a black woman was below suspicion. Practically invisible, she was able to listen to conversations between Confederate officials and read sensitive documents, gathering information that she handed over to the Union.
(From National Woman’s History Museum Facebook Page)

kiss-distinctly-american:


WHERE THE HELL IS THE MOVIE ABOUT HER BECAUSE OH MY GOD I WOULD WATCH IT A BILLION TIMES

Same, except I would only watch it once because I don’t enjoy watching a movie multiple times unless it’s Princess Bride or Clueless. If you can get Rob Reiner to direct this, however….

gogogadgetgoatkins:

Mary Bowser, former slave of the Van Lew family, infiltrated the Confederacy by working as a servant in the household of Jefferson Davis. Bowser was assumed to be illiterate, and as a black woman was below suspicion. Practically invisible, she was able to listen to conversations between Confederate officials and read sensitive documents, gathering information that she handed over to the Union.

(From National Woman’s History Museum Facebook Page)

kiss-distinctly-american:

WHERE THE HELL IS THE MOVIE ABOUT HER BECAUSE OH MY GOD I WOULD WATCH IT A BILLION TIMES

Same, except I would only watch it once because I don’t enjoy watching a movie multiple times unless it’s Princess Bride or Clueless. If you can get Rob Reiner to direct this, however….

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April 4, 2014

food52:

If you can’t stand the heat, step away from the gumbo. 

Read more: The History of Gumbo on Food52.

And now all I want for lunch is gumbo….

Three-day labor-of-love gumbo, that is (and nothing else will do).

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