Category: Personal

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Non-profit, literally

I get daily emails from Idealist.org about job openings in non-profit and socially-minded for-profit companies. Every week there’s usually a few interesting jobs that are right up my alley. Invariably, they pay considerably less than my current corporate rut job. “Considerably less” as in Executive Directors for some of these places make less than me.

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REASON #26 WHY I’M LOOKING FORWARD TO THE CHRONICLES OF RIDDICK

“I absolutely believe in God… and I absolutely hate the fucker.” –Richard B. Riddick, Pitch Black

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Pumpkin Seeds: Trickle Down Edition

1. My earliest “political” memory is of rooting for Jimmy Carter over Ronald Reagan in the 1980 Presidential election. My second is of being disappointed that Reagan didn’t die when he was shot in 1981. 2. Reaganomics can kiss my ass. Shit trickles downhill, not prosperity. There is no pony buried under the manure; just

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Dirty Laundry

If you haven’t heard by now, Bill Cosby aired some dirty laundry in full public view a couple of weeks ago, speaking at a gala marking the 50th anniversary of the Brown v. Board of Education desegregation ruling. “Ladies and gentlemen, the lower economic people are not holding up their end in this deal,” he

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Pumpkin Seeds: Entertainment Edition

1. The Day After Tomorrow is a stereotypical NYC slam poem: good intentions; overt but shallow politics; a handful of clever moments. New York City flooded; an environment-hating, Dick Cheney-lookalike VP; and American refugees fleeing across the Mexican border are the main highlights of what is basically a special effects exhibition that borrows liberally from

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Set This House in Order

Finished Matt Ruff’s Set This House in Order: A Romance of Souls yesterday. Absolutely amazing! He’s one of a handful of writers I want to BE. A description of the plot would be inadequate because his work is so layered and full of texture that it wouldn’t do it justice. Kind of like explaining procreation

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On Saturday, I lost my glasses on Nitro (the roller coaster at Great Adventure), a fitting epilogue to the tough lesson that was Friday’s watershed louder than words show. I had low expectations for the Friday slot to begin with, but twenty-one paid in the audience – the majority of whom were supportive friends/co-workers from

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Late-day Randomness…

What’s your personality? You are an ENTP! As an ENTP, you are Extraverted, iNtuitive, Thinking, and Perceiving. This makes your primary focus on Extraverted Intuition with Introverted Thinking. This is defined as a NT personality, which is part of Carl Jung’s Rational (Knowledge Seeking) type, and more specifically the Inventors or Visionary. As a weblogger,

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louder than words: tweaked

New York City at night is a beautiful thing. I love walking the streets, breathing in cool, crisp air and not having to deal with the obstacle course of confused and starry-eyed tourists that clog the sidewalks during the day. As dive bars go, few can match Rudy’s on Ninth Avenue up in Hell’s Kitchen.

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Formerly known as Pumpkin Seeds

1. Esmeralda Santiago’s When I Was Puerto Rican is without question the best autobiography I’ve ever read. Her writing is vibrant, fluid, and concise. Her evocation of life in PR as Americanization slowly seeps in is deadeye brilliant, and her transition to life in the margins in Brooklyn is heart-rending. She never uses a hammer

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