i’ve developed two new vices in the last few months: serialized gay television [read: the L Word] and the liberal radio [read: NPR and WNYC].
but this is no casual tuning into showtime or listening to WBRU on the way to pick up groceries, these have turned into borderline part time jobs.
almost every night, i come home, sit down […]
walking home from work last night, i noticed a homemade bumper sticker on a truck parked next to the world trade center construction site:
now this franco-phobic truck driver was so impassioned about the country (i assume) of france, that s/he felt it necessary to emblazon their bumper with a death threat, just in case the country […]
i finger the buttons of my skirt, situated at the small of my back, as i get off the train, undoing them one by one. climbing the stairs as my coat bunches in the crook of my elbow, swept back from my torso and i unlace myself, so to speak. those behind me say […]
so yesterday afternoon, sometime after jon left to go back to boston, i opened my laptop to check my email. to my surprise (and joy!) there was a comment from a stranger on my blog (this means people besides my boyfriend and my mom have me on their rss feeds!)
except then it wasn’t so nice.
“Get […]
From NYMag.com:
Review: Autumn Skateboard Shop
According to the staff at Autumn Skateboard Shop, the store gets its name from a Neutral Milk Hotel song. And even if they’re a little fuzzy on exactly which song (or album, or lyric), they’re not nearly as soft on details when it comes to skateboarding [. . .]