January 2009
12 posts
Parataxis →
It is as if the speech, rather than being a sustained performance with a cumulative power, was a framework on which a succession of verbal ornaments was hung, and we were being invited not to move forward but to stop and ponder significances only hinted at.
And if you look at the text – spread out like a patient etherized upon a table – that’s exactly what it’s like. There are few transitions...
On Photography →
“Errol Morris asked the head photo editors of these news services — Vincent Amalvy (AFP), Santiago Lyon (AP) and Jim Bourg (Reuters) — to pick the photographs of the president that they believe captured the character of the man and of his administration. There are overlapping pictures — of the president with a bullhorn at Ground Zero, of the president looking out the window of Air Force One...
Adventures in Sporting
Larke: ello?
me: yo
Larke: happy sunday!
me: you too! happy nfl conference championships!
Larke: are you rooting for the steelers, or the phillies or the ravens or the fourth one?
me: The fourth one
Just because it's so ridiculous that they've gotten this far
Larke: which one is the fourth one?
sorry, its amazing that I can even give you three out of four
especially that the patriots and the giants arent two of those four
me: Well, you got two of the four and then named a baseball team.
Larke: i did
me: But close enough, I guess?
Larke: oh shit
phillies
EAGLES
EAGLES
me: Arizona Cardinals will be your "fourth one" today. :)
Larke: Go AZ
I support pretty red birds
unless they are fighting catholics
me: I always like pretty red birds.
Larke: they are so fetching
me: And tasty.
A note to those who may...
…find themselves in the Czech Republic, not speaking much Czech.
Ahem.
If you see something listed in the “salaty” (SALAD) portion of the menu, and it lists among its ingredients “couscous” (COUSCOUS), please note:
It is not a SALAD.
It’s just COUSCOUS.
Happy traveling.
Written On Inauguration Day Four Years Ago
Tuesday, November 2nd, 2004 was going to be the day that I helped change the world. The possibility of that change flooded my thoughts and adrenaline my heart at the knowledge of what goodness the day would bring. I was unable to sleep. Rolling fitfully in my bed, my eyes wide open, my thoughts so clear and infused with optimism. How do you sleep the night before you change the world? I gave up...
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Because the World Needs to Read My Twilight FanFic
It was raining. In my heart. Also outside. The windshield wipers on my old (but in a charming, not an ew gross sort of way) truck kept time with the beating of my heart. Which was slow. Slower than yours. I sighed. I pulled into the parking lot of my new high school, and looked at the faces of all the students streaming into class. Their happy faces smiling brightly even as the weather was so, so...
“I feel like I’ve passed through a mirror into Crazyland. Everybody lives...”
– Me. Just now.
WatchDepressing, but sort of necessary. Enjoy?
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Review Review
Why It’s Important to Know Something About a Reviewer’s Tastes Before You Trust the Reviews They Write, Part 1: Mare Cognitum
Exhibit A courtesy of Michael Criscuolo at nytheatre.com:
“David McGee’s whimsical new play, Mare Cognitum, asks both its characters and its audience to take big leaps of faith. For the trio of twentysomethings at the center of this poignant...
On Rod Blagojevich
me: Yeah, but, you know... if we can't quote poetry to prove the opposite point intended, what would we EVER quote?
Slaney: ahhh...you've voiced the "Sarah Palin Theory of Language"
me: Well, you know, we as Americans and the wanting to be true and patriotic and need to be liking of both that and the other thing we needed. Which is why I think it's important to say so and also the other way we need to remember of being faithful. And that's why I'm running for Vice President.
Slaney: and that's why i'm applying to graduate school.
2008 In A Nutshell
(format h/t Larke) In 2008 I wrote a letter to Al Gore (like right away. 12:07am 1/1/08); wrote a pageant for AdNaus; wrote a one-man play on commission; wrote the end of Instant Breakfast; and didn’t write nearly as much as I should have. I acted in a play where I danced with a shadow; met a girl on the subway and then on craigslist; registered people to vote; filed way too many papers; went to...