we never did too much talking anyway
I would like the following euphemisms excised from polite speech: “It is what it is.” No. I disagree. Now let’s fight over it. It doesn’t much help that “it is what it is” most often surfaces as a sort of cheery fatalism, an unwillingness to tackle a problem. We can’t change the facts! If I [...]
shut the door; have a seat
Monster post on Overthinking It today, overthinking Mad Men Season 3, which just wrapped this past Sunday. Preview: Mad Men is a story about men and women searching for meaning. Mad Men can tell this story because it’s set in an ad agency. Consumer capitalism, which really came into its own following World War II, [...]
what would you say if I took those words away
Paper or Plastic Short of a few phone calls with friends, I had no conversations on Saturday that weren’t transactional. Spending $7 on a takeout dinner doesn’t count as “human contact” in my book, any more than letting someone board the bus in front of you counts as “making a friend.” You’re pointing to a [...]
I watched the children scurry in circles around a two-way mirror
From a high enough perch, all of us are hypocrites. Conservatives praise the power of the free market to fulfill desires, then rant about indecently dressed pop starlets and the drunken crowds downtown. Liberals insist that the government “keep its laws out of my bedroom,” unless, while in your bedroom, you enjoy consuming trans fats [...]
play your part
I saw Girl Talk at House of Blues on Monday night. I had nothing but good things to say about the venue before visiting on Monday; after, I had my doubts. When we got in line outside, one of the staff checked our tickets and sent Serpico, Kim and I to the upstairs mezzanine, RJ [...]
streets like a jungle, so call the police
Avoiding All Work, ‘Cause There’s None Available My new office looks down on the ceiling of a nearby parking garage. Every afternoon, between 2:30 and 3:00, a woman drives her SUV up to the top level. She lets out a small dog and then begins idling her vehicle in a slow circle around the roof. [...]
it is not dying; it is not dying
I Still Like Him Better Than Steinbrenner For my Don Draper costume, I had to shave my sideburns off for the first time in at least six years. This took considerable effort, as attacking six years’ growth with a disposable razor will, and left the skin underneath a little raw. But it looks fine now. [...]
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