January 2012
22 posts
Maybe Not a Burst, But Certainly a Puncture, Into...
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Aunt Heather said the same thing about watching Cooper get run over by the school bus this morning: perfect way to start the work day. Is the reply thread not the place for this?
Cooper was a three-legged dog that recovered spendidly from his first traumatic accident, although he was forever digging holes in the yard, a hole-digging...
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I think
opening a rejection notice at 9am on a Friday is a perfect way to start the work day.
So alert and ready!
Watch
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Debating whether or not appending Спасибо
to the end of the email to my Russian photo professor constitutes flirtation. I mean for it to. Probably I should take it out.
A half-hour now, love-pains.
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WatchI made this popsicle melt. I couldn’t figure out how to work the intervalometer on the camera, so I stood beside the little dude for an hour with a space heater blowing over us, manually popping the shutter every 10 seconds or so. I condensed 311 images into about 10 seconds. I thought at a certain juncture—a mythical mathematical impasse—the popsicle would break open and flood the plate...
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WatchBefore A.J. and Tayler came over, me and Kate had to make a pumpkin cheesecake. Since it’s snowing here, Kate insists on listening to reggae music. We danced in the kitchen. Tayler arrived with bread. A.J. arrived with a young man named Mark, on whom we’re putting a lot of romantic hopes re Kate’s future matrimonial bliss. I go back to school tomorrow.
Thing is, I think Kate is...
STORM SYSTEMS OF GROUP SUFFERING →
I wrote something long that was graciously (indulgently?) published by my editors at BWDR a week or two ago. Here’s the most pertinent information, supplied by A.J.:
Also, yes, Comcast does have a monopoly because there is no competition and this lack of competition is actually a violation of trusts/monopoly laws. But it cannot be proven! This has stalled almost all litigation in that...
Bowser, apt!!!
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December 2011
19 posts
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Thinking
“Savoy” was a firmer (nounier? frenchier?) substitute for “savvy,” as in “a fine balance of aesthetic savoy, pluck, and hunger for experience.”
But “savoy” is “a cabbage of a hardy variety with densely wrinkled leaves.”
Does anyone else read Kyle Smith's movie reviews...
And if you do, do you find yourself having intimate conversations with him? “Why the spleen? Where did you do undergrad? Did you go to many house parties? Are you a jeans or khakis guy? What is your relationship to your mother? Are you banking on a position under Emily Witt at the Observer? Do you like cats, at all? What is your favorite book? Your favorite entrée at Fazoli’s? Least...
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Prisoner Exchange!
Dear Jeremy,
I had another stress dream about travel last night. Earlier last week, this dream absorbed some of your destination plans and formed the backbone to a short story that I have yet to complete. (My thesis isn’t due until next March, so I’ll sit on it until it’s certain to be bled of any nourishment.) You figured in the dream like this: You went to Munich. You met a...
WatchObligatory post about parents comprehending the magic of FaceTime.
Being home for the holidays is pretty magnificent.
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Tonight I dine w/ Jaimy Gordon, National Book...
Somewhat awkwardly, I never finished her novel Lord of Misrule. Maybe we can swap stories about the bad jobs we’ve kept to pay our bills in the past.
God, I hope she doesn’t follow Duck Beater.
What I want.
Is an Excel spreadsheet. I want a collated spreadsheet. I want the most frequently circulated government figures on teen suicide. I want it organized and legible. I want it chronological. I want the spreadsheet to have different colors for papers most often cited. And I want the actual figures to emerge, not as if from a dream, but teleologically holding hands. This number triumphed this number...
WatchNod to the Grammys, for whatever worth.
Connor says “BABY!” several times. I like it that when he sees himself, he says “BABY!” It’s very proper.
November 2011
23 posts
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Right Book, Right Time: The Anthologist →
Every once in a great while, a book swoops in and saves your life. Okay, maybe it’s not quite that dramatic. But occasionally, a book does come along at just the right time and makes life marginally more bearable. This is exactly what happened when my friend Evan lent me Nicholson Baker’s The Anthologist last week.
Well, the lord above knows I try. But on this note, I stopped...
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