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Nostalgia Wars

I haven’t seen the new Star Wars yet, and — oddly — I don’t feel any urgency to do so. This doesn’t have anything to do with the residual scars from The Prequels That Must Not Be Named, I don’t think, and it’s not because I’m afraid it’ll suck — early reports seem to be […]

Mr Swift

Dave Eggers, in a lovely tribute to his high school English teacher, Mr Criche, remembers getting back a paper with a short note on it that basically changed his life. It said: “Sure hope you become a writer.” Over the next 10 years, I thought often about Mr. Criche’s six words. Whenever I felt discouraged, […]

The Death of the Printed Page

I’m nearing the end of two weeks of vacation. It’s an odd and disconcerting thing to have your days free, and I’ve tried to fill my time with constructive things: writing, chipping fecklessly away at various landfills of email, going to the gym, planning unconsummated trips to DC. Mostly it’s all just noise to stave […]

Amazing Things

Whenever I discover something breathtaking and beautiful and amazing that I had no inkling existed — a Jeff VanderMeer novel, a Frightened Rabbit album, a Winter’s Bone — I feel partly elated, and partly sad about all the other amazing things that I’ll never find.

30 June 2010 @ 8am

Navel, Silly

Maniacal Chortling Fail

My mom’s notebook has been running dog slow of late, so I logged onto it last night to troubleshoot. I used iChat’s remote screen sharing feature, which lets me control her computer and chat with her at the same time, all from the comfort of my own home. Now — one thing I like to […]

27 June 2010 @ 8am


A Little Gratitude

Penn Jillette, commenting on the frequent bashings that Christians receive on his Showtime program: Teller and I have been brutal to Christians, and their response shows that they’re good fucking Americans who believe in freedom of speech. We attack them all the time, and we still get letters that say, “We appreciate your passion. Sincerely […]

Ancient History

From a Guardian story on the 25th anniversary of Elite: Taken together, the operating system and BASIC gave you everything you needed to write and run your own little programs. But the computer contained no word processor, no bells and whistles, no array of applications waiting for you to play with them, no instant pleasurable […]

Death by Taquito

I reached a kind of dire epiphany on Friday. I was at work, looking at my lunch — two taquitos, twin amalgams of fat and grease and starch rolled up in individual corn tortillas, sitting in a pool of their own fluids — when I realized that I’m slowly killing myself. This wasn’t a new […]

Lord Jobs Won’t Fix My iPhone

Cringely has a fantastic column up on the story behind the recent executive shakeup at Apple: Tony Fadell — head of the iPod division, and probably the Father of the iPod itself — is out, and Mark Papermaster, erstwhile IBMer, is in. But the column is really about Steve Jobs, of course, his mind and […]

The Book of Five Cups

Catherine Cheek, my friend and fellow Clarionite, is not only a great writer, but also a pretty amazing artist. So it’s kind of awesome that she’s decided to bend her considerable talents to making little notebook objets d’art for her writer friends. Which is a sort of roundabout way of saying that I got a […]

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