I don’t know you, you don’t know me
This week I finished writing a novel. If you’ve known me a few years, that’s not news. I’ve finished several novels. I average about one a year. What makes this different, though, is that this is the first novel I’ve put concerted effort into revising. This week I finished the third draft of a novel. [...]
people might need some tension to relax; I’m too busy dodging between the flak
In case you wondered what Mahmoud was ranting about: Iran’s President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad on Wednesday urged the U.N. Security Council to take action over the rioting in Britain, arguing it was hypocritical in its reaction to such events. [...] “The U.N. is silent. Human rights bodies are silent,” Ahmadinejad said on state radio following a [...]
that’s the look, that’s the look
My flight from BWI to Boston was delayed four and a half hours. Not all at once, mind: every time I Googled the flight number, JetBlue had pushed it back just a little farther. By nine o’clock, I asked my brother to just give me a lift to the airport anyway. No use sitting around [...]
you’re diggin freak nasty without a shovel
My man Brett posted the video for dance floor classic “Da Dip” the other day, which took me back fifteen years. It reminded me, as anything fifteen years old would, of high school. Going to high school mixers in Baltimore County, putting your hands on a girl’s hips and freakin’ her from behind was not [...]
they look on and help
Observed since Friday: A sax player busking outside South Station with hippy hair and a bushy beard. His sax case had a cymbal mounted on the back with the words “THANK YOU” scrawled on it. A neat incentive to donate, although I wonder if it discourages paper money. Boarding a JetBlue flight from Boston to [...]
building up steam with a grain of salt
For two weeks this July, I kept a food log. I’m not concerned about my weight. If anything, I need to gain about ten pounds of muscle to reach “healthy.” My blood pressure was fine last time it was tested, and my “bad” cholesterol rarely reaches triple digits. I don’t need a change in diet [...]
I don’t like your fashion business, mister
I’ve become one of Those People that carries a Moleskine notebook. Okay, not an actual Moleskine, but an inspired knockoff. A Wild & Wolf “Qwerty” A6 notebook. It has the same hard cover, elastic strap, cloth bookmark and storage pocket that the most prestigious name in notebooks is known for. I have a nice pen [...]
the five ages of Hollywood
New post up on Overthinking It today about the way Hollywood brackets all actors, regardless of their actual age, into five broad age buckets: When you’re an actor, no one cares how old you actually are. All the producers care about is which of the five ages you fit into. Angelina Jolie has played a [...]
if that’s what you had in mind, if that’s what you’re all about
I helped Sylvia move her furniture out of her apartment on Saturday. She rented a storage cube from U-Haul (“UPod”) and also hired some movers to get the heavy furniture down the stairs. The movers turned out to be a mover, which meant I got promoted from management to labor right quick. Raphael and I [...]
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