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Monthly Archives: February 2006

One Good Turn…

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

(Published as the cover review in the Contemporary sometime in 2000)
I stole my first screwdriver from my grandfather when I was seven. We had been using it in the assembly of an Guillow wooden airplane (a Sopwith Camel), although how we had been using it escapes me, as I remember lathering the press-cut balsa pieces [...]

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Why is it the emails that I want never come?

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

I blame Gmail Notifier. And I’ve no right to complain, probably, having been on the other side of things more than I’d care to admit.
“Of all my past, only the sadness stays.” So true, sometimes.

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“I’m never feeding you another meal again. The way you eat, I won’t be able to afford groceries for a year!”

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Overheard by a subway stop in the Upper East Side.

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“You know me, I’m always thinking!”

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Overheard at MOMA, just inside from the sculpture garden.

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Today’s Outlook

Monday, February 27, 2006

Somewhat unproductive.
This weekend in New York was enjoyable, but I’m still mulling over the implications of it, if any. Actually, that’s not exactly right. I’m considering next steps because I don’t know the implications. Everything is so opaque, and I think about things that are hopelessly opaque too much. There are implications that I don’t [...]

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Special Rapporteur on the Right of Everyone to the Enjoyment of the Highest Attainable Standard of Physical and Mental Health

Monday, February 27, 2006

Yes, this is actually a position at the United Nations. Amazing, isn’t it?

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“I had sex every day for 30 years.”

Sunday, February 19, 2006

That’s what someone out on the street is currently yelling, over and over again.

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Review: Lemon

Monday, February 13, 2006

(Was this ever published?)
Lemon by Lawrence Krauser (McSweeney’s Books, 2001)
Wendell writes memorandums for the payroll department of Fuller Communications Company, Inc., Fuller referring to Buckminster Fuller of Dymaxion fame, videos of whose lectures play endlessly in the company’s lobby.
The lemon sits on the floor of the tiny foyer inside the outer door of his building. [...]

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deconstructing free-market philosophy

Monday, February 13, 2006

(Another found document, this one from…I’m not sure. Maybe 1998 or 1999. Was I serious in writing this or was it a joke? I hope the latter but fear the former is closer to the truth. And don’t ask about the hyphenation.)
deconstructing free-market philosophy
There is an inherent fallacy in the means by which many in [...]

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Log from February 22, 2000

Monday, February 13, 2006

(Note: For a while, I kept a sort-of diary on my computer. Until this evening, it was lost. But now it’s found. As for this entry, I don’t remember who Matt is, and Jenn and I drank, if I recall correctly, a bottle of whiskey, which we then smashed on the floor. This might have [...]

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