Can you sleep?
If so, I’d tell you to [expletive] off but hey, you’re probably asleep, so never mind. This is for the rest of us. Drink a glass of almond milk. You could try soy or dairy or rice, but almond really tastes better. Stare out the window, for however long. Stare at the cat sleeping next to you. Is he rubbing it in or is he trying to lead by example? Augh! He is doing that thing where...
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“Why is Florence operating a machine?”
Somewhere in the hustle and bustle of websites and work and production calendars and shoot dates and Nevada and Romney and Santorum and Gingrich and all sorts of other things that occupy time but are ultimately less important than we think they are, I missed the fact that Wislawa Szymborska had died. The irony here is that I got the news late one night at work, when I was tired and needed...
Nobody cares about your weird dreams, Mary
I was trapped in a windowless room with our motion graphics guy and D’Angelo, both of whom wanted to do karaoke, even though they knew full well that karaoke makes me terribly uncomfortable and I don’t like it. I tried to talk the motion graphics guy and D’Angelo out of this plan, and was rummaging in my bag for something with which to entertain/distract them, but before I could...
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Speaking of art and the internet: My NYC office is looking for a p/t designer to work in-house, M-F in the afternoons, starting very soon. It’s an entry-level gig and the primary requirement is excellence in Photoshop. Hands-on design experience necessary (college/internships OK); designing for digital media a huge plus; CMS experience nice but not necessary. This person will work closely...
Locker room lady: Excuse me. Are you an artist, by any chance?
Me: I'm not.
Lady: Really? You're not an artist?
Me: Why, do I look like an artist you know?
Lady: I just couldn't help but notice your tattoos, and I was thinking they looked like tattoos an artist would have. Does your work involve art?
Me: Well, I mean- I work on the internet.
minou: hotblondecocktail: My anxiety, and I said... →
hotblondecocktail: My anxiety, and I said that like I’m a relationship with it, has been so bad that I’m dropping weight like crazy because for three weeks I’ve felt like jumping out of my own skin and not really eating, sleeping, functioning properly, etc. I started a new medication on… Ditto everything Minou said. I will add (and YMMV): Think up jokes, witticisms or devastatingly...
Lara Cohen was and is the coolest. If you had access to rubber cement and a xerox machine at any point during the mid- to late nineties, you know exactly what I’m talking about. And now her zine collection is archived at the David M. Rubenstein Rare Book & Manuscript Library at Duke University, which means (the finding aid says so) that a few issues of my zine, those dispatches from a...
Things I want in 2012
For my laptop to live another year (hang in there, Lappy!) For MeadWestvaco to continue manufacturing Gregg-ruled steno notebooks, which are becoming harder and harder to find in local stores, and without which I am lost A cure for insomnia Tickets to see Bruce Champagne, at some point, for some reason A television, and a television deal for Maria Bamford A membership to the New-York...
The other day I went for a long walk and tried to decide what I would remember most about 2011, and lord knows there were plenty of noteworthy moments, a 100k bike ride and climbing Mount Kineo alone and, oh right, upending my life in Maine in order to move back to New York for a job. There were memorable lowlights, too, frustrating minor health concerns and motley humiliations, and like it or not...