rooftop, like we bringing 88 back
I love the man, but seeing Nas at House of Blues this week was one of the worst concert experiences I’ve ever had. The tickets claimed doors at 7:30, show at 8:30, but there was still a line around the block at 8:15. A third of the second-story mezzanine had been blocked off to form [...]
I know the drill; got cells to burn
Sandbaggers: A delightful bit of late 70s British TV. Roy Marsden (of the Inspector Dalgilesh Mysteries) leads as Director of Ops Neil Burnside, a cold, cynical man who oversees the daily functions of Secret Intelligence. He also has operational command of a small – as in, three guys – unit of field operatives codenamed the [...]
hallucinating, chasing, changing, racing
Every now and then, the media juggernaut wrings its hands in the fear that the media juggernaut will go bankrupt. Newspapers are closing up. Nobody watches the news. This year’s biggest stories in Afghanistan have been broken by a non-profit website and the magazine that panned “Layla.”* But, as IOZ reminded me just yesterday, mainstream [...]
let him feast; my heart is big
Buses remain America’s strongest link to the past. Sure, technology has dragged them forward some distance: you can pay for a bus ticket with a credit card, many buses offer seat-back outlets and WiFi, etc. But you can still show up at a bus terminal fifteen minutes before departure, buy a ticket, board the coach, [...]
now don’t drown in your tears, babe
The apartment complex posted several notes reminding us that they’d be resurfacing the parking lot this Wednesday, and that our cars had to be out by 7am. So on Tuesday night, I parked on the street a block from my apartment. Wednesday evening, coming home from work, I stopped by the spot where I’d left [...]
I’m on a World Serpent
New post up on Overthinking It today, in which I analyze how Isaiah Mustafah’s insanely popular Old Spice commercials evoke the Norse myth of Loki. The world Mustafah lives in continually changes. First he’s in a shower. Then he’s on a boat. Then he’s riding a horse. In the most recent commercial, he’s on a [...]
I wear thirteens, know what I mean?
I asked the same thing yesterday, but now I open it up to the sphere-o-blog as a whole: anyone have anything to say, pro or contra, about the Acer Aspire 532h? They’re on sale at Target for a song. I’ve been considering a netbook for some time and this might be the price point. I’d [...]
whether it’s two weeks, two years or just tonight
Inception: this past Friday, Overthinking It marked its thousandth post with a survey of why the writers read so deeply into pop culture. I talked about the need to treat pop culture seriously and with a literate eye – especially among geeks, who aren’t known for a lot of notches on the spectrum between “SQUEE!” [...]
nothing is better than this
There’s a bald guy with a scraggly beard who sits at the bus station outside the Boston Public Library most afternoons. He makes popping and clicking sounds with his mouth. He doesn’t appear to me making them at anyone – not the ck-ck of the cartoon wolf leering at a dame in a checkered skirt. [...]
you know the escape. you know the escape.
The best forms of exercise almost never come in a gym. This is because you really have to work to master them. Sunday morning was the monthly black-belts-only class at jiu-jitsu. We ended the class with some freestyle grappling: start off mounted, then reverse your opponent. Once you end up on top, switch roles. After [...]
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