Category: Media

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Throughout most of my twenties, I went through a few self-created “mid-life crises,” unsure of what the hell I was doing and what I wanted to do next. The common thread running through that decade was avoidance. Avoid responsibility, avoid maturity, and avoid anything that might inadvertantly lead to either of those outcomes. “Act first,

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Yummy Sandwich: Revisited

Due to a sudden rise in Google searches for “Yummy Sandwich” leading to my journal over the weekend, and a couple of sad attempts at revisionist spin in my comments section, let’s recap for the newcomers. 1) On May 20, 2004, I wrote about Yummy Sandwich’s Powerpoint presentation and it’s questionable use of “illegal immigrants”

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Jesse Helms is back! And this time he’s black.

You can’t make this stuff up. “Jesse Helms is back! And this time he’s black.” That’s Winston-Salem city councilman Vernon Robinson’s campaign slogan as one of eight GOP candidates in the July 20 primary for North Carolina’s 5th Congressional District. Pretty inoffensive, though, compared to the radio ad he’s running: ANNOUNCER NO. 1: Vernon Robinson,

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Yummy Sandwich.

Yummy Sandwich. Yummy Sandwich. Yummy Sandwich. Yummy Sandwich. Yummy Sandwich. [I want to make sure this gets picked up by any Google searches for these ignorant bastards.] Yummy Sandwich is one of those “take-in” lunch services that corporations sign on with to keep you from wasting their time by leaving your desk and going outside

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The feedback from louder than words has been great. Much of it overwhelmingly positive, and where there was critique, it was generally offered honestly and clearly. Eric, Helen, Diane and I met Tuesday night to digest it all and tweak the format in a way that puts more emphasis on – and sets aside more

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President Forever 2004

President Forever 2004 is the perfect computer sim for political junkies. I bought the full version last week (only $12, well worth it!) and have run through six campaigns so far with Dubya kicking my ass all but once. He beat Kerry twice, paired up with Edwards and then Gephardt, neither of whom helped carry

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Maybe it’s the time of year, winter having long worn out its welcome while spring remains little more than a distant hope. The mixed emotions of the holidays are long past and the bills are almost, but not quite, paid off. The memory of old hurts are as faded as those of recent highs. A

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Stupid People Piss Me Off

Took another one of those online polls today, “What Pisses You Off?” I got “Stupid People Piss You Off.” Well, duh! That’s not worth posting. On a lighter note, Sunday’s Pietri benefit was a great success. Kudos to Fish for pulling it off lovely. I got there about an hour-and-a-half in, Isaac on one arm,

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Teaching in the Bronx, but no MFA!

Had the pleasure of doing a reading/Q&A at the Riverdale Neighborhood House last night for a group of teens from a workshop run by Corie Feiner (fka Corie Herman) as part of a residency she’s had since 2000, thanks to Poets & Writers. One of the coolest gigs I could imagine, teaching kids writing in

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From the “No wonder people don’t bother” file: Went to vote this morning and realized that it’s the first time I’m voting IN New York City. I’ve voted absentee while in the Army, in New Jersey while living there, and even in Virginia last year, where I was impressed by their hi-tech setup. My polling

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