January 2008
10 posts
On Re-Read
For the first time since I wrote it, I reread the short story I did for my senior English seminar in college. It almost made me cry. Not because the writing was so good, and thankfully not because the writing was so bad. That story is a snapshot of the way I thought about myself and life back then. Even with my whole life online, I still can’t tag a state of mind. The strange distance and...
Becoming An Adult
I’m switching banks today. The bank I currently use is completely inconvenient, and not in a good way, like taking the Chinatown bus to Atlantic City. There are no branches anywhere; getting cash is an unpleasant urban adventure.
Switching banks will be a total pain: I’ll have to redirect my direct deposit, change my online banking preferences, order new checks, other etceteras I don’t even...
You Just Keep Me Hanging On
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Universal Meeting Spot ...
or just my Dad’s?
It’s always hard to tell what’s normal and what’s something only your family does.
Then We Came To The End
Spoiler alert: This blog post ends: That’s artistic Zen.
Suspense is a distraction. I don’t read books to see what happens to the characters; I read books to be a part of a new world.
The two greatest American novels by 11th grade standards, Huckleberry Finn and The Catcher in the Rye, don’t have significant story arcs. Where exactly Huck and Holden end up is kind irrelevant; it’s about...
Back In The T-Shirt Business
This is going to be bigger than Orange Oligarchy.
My Favorite Bodega in New York
The summer after I graduated college, I worked as a fact checker at [REDACTED]. My dad’s law firm was in the same building as my magazine. Most afternoons, he and I would get a snack at what he called the French Café, which was really an Au Bon Pain.
I was going to move to D.C. after the summer, and I didn’t take the job too seriously. Nor did they take me too seriously; I didn’t even have a...
Fan Fic
At the recommendation of the writing half of the Roth Brothers, I’m reading The Swimming Pool Library by Alan Hollingston right now. It’s one of the best books I’ve read in a long time. But the caveat to that statement is that I might be missing most of it because it’s also one of the sexiest. There’s a lot of it and Hollingston does an effective job of describing it.
But the book, at least in...
Dunkin' Summer
I’ve written before about the sweet Dunkin’ Donuts in Carroll Gardens. But for the Manhattan readers, there’s also a great DD on 10th and Second Avenue with alfresco seating in the summer. This endorsement has nothing to do with their coffee, pastries or Rachael Ray. I’m just saying if you need a place to sit down for twenty minutes, it’s nice out and you’re in...
Sometimes I Don’t Get It Either
What’s the joke I’m making here? Am I making fun of American Apparel? I wear American Apparel: When their clothes flatter, I’m flattered. Besides, I like tube socks with red strips on children and adults.
My sense of humor sometimes feels like I’m dividing an integer by zero.
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