New Yorker Whiteboy Watch, November 2013-January 2014
For a while I did this thing which I’m sure you know about because WHY ON EARTH would anyone start reading this blog / I’m guessing…
the March 18, 2013 issue of The New Yorker
In keeping with the unceasing battle to keep up with the persistent flood of New Yorkers that is the birthright of all NYer subscribers, I am…
always always wear your tightest jeans to climb a mountain.
It’s been a big week. I climbed a mountain. I finally cracked the candy canes code. (They’ll get prettier, just you wait.) I read this article…
items of note. maybe.
Peeps! I’m hiding out in paradise for just a few more days, so will make this quick. The thing mentioned in the thing below is…
I’m changing my last name to “Did You Read That Steampunk Article on Boingboing?”
I want to post that Portlandia clip where Carrie and Fred are arguing that they’ve read more than the other one EVERY SINGLE DAY. (“Did you read that…
some Buddhist shit I somehow managed to work Ayn Rand into (that is, I think, changing my life in fundamental and amazing ways ahhhhhh).
I’m only 1/4 of the way though it, but this article in the September 5 New Yorker (am I seriously that behind? Yep.) is seriously blowing…
food/Italy/marriage
No More Store blog post coming tomorrow, pals! I’ve had a bit of a sore throat and a bit of dramarama with secretly opening up the…
Monday Miscellany: lolly lolly lolly get your randoms here
You want randoms? I got randoms. (also adverbs.) Here we go: My sweetheart is really obsessed with reading The Garden Isle, the newspaper of the island…
Friday
It’s not really a day off, but after 26 hours of chocolatizing in 48 hours, it’s going to be one anyway. Or, at least, I’ll take…
Dan Chiasson on Rae Armantrout in The NYer (plus randomness galore)
My last thought before leaving the house yesterday was, “Should I bring my swimsuit?” My unworn, birthday-present Geronimo swimsuit, a sweetly retro little number in red…
