The Archives
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04.19.09I THINK I DID OKAY; I’D GIVE MYSELF A 6.Apparently it only takes four years, the euphoria of the unto-then nicest day of the year, the joy of artisanal gelato, a strong whiskey cocktail, and the confidence in one's looks that comes only from a poorly lit room in order to have a strained conversation with someone you've stalked obsessively in the past...and that, my friends, is growth.
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06.23.08The Urbane versus The ProfaneSerendipitously enough--well, serendipitous to me and me alone because over the past week (and owing the fact that I have only the most intermittant access to the internet these days) I have been re-watching various STELLA goodies and listening to Me Talk Pretty One Day on CD--Michael Ian Black is attempting a literary feud of sorts with David Sedaris, which means that my dreams tonight will be pleasantly replete with tandem bicycles and Intro French vocab.
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05.13.08HATTED HIPSTERS!Why is it that I am the only person I know1 who is truly charmed by the obnoxious hipsterish cook Spike on the current season of Top Chef (example: he does not hesistate to declare himself as from "Williamsburg" instead of the apparently staid and boring "New York")--it disgusts me that I might find myself attracted to such an unremittant nincompoop; I never thought that I would be so weak as to find myself enamored with so cliche an affectation as perfectly-cocked hats or perfectly-pursed lips or a perfectly-clipped beard...I guess there's no accounting for poor taste in mildly-hirsute scenster ...
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03.23.08GLASS IT UP!There is nothing that exasperates me more1 than having someone speak to me while I am trying to listen to This American Life; when I listen to the radio, I am listening to the radio and doing nothing else--sipping some tea or nibbling on shortbread, perhaps, but really, doing nothing else--I simply do not have the cognitive capacity to truly process complex aural information2 if I am the least bit distracted by anything else--I have tried to catch up with Ira Glass while baking or reading or soundlessly practising guitar fingerings and I have discovered that any other task is ...
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02.06.08Dark-rimmed glasses. Messy [black] hair. Mmmmm.I enjoy (I was going to say "love" but let's keep things realistic here) Chuck Klosterman for the same reasons that I like Project Runway and True Life: it's still pop-culture soma, but I can quite readily convince myself that they have more substance than their more populist analogues (Project Runway:Top Model::Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs:I Love the 80's1); I still wouldn't publicly announce2 enjoyment of Klosterman's fat-free cultural criticism--I mean, the index of ...Cocoa Puffs is little more than an alphabetized summary of Gen X trends (not that I am disparaging of Gen X; at least they comprise some ...