Monthly Archives: March 2008

today

Today the air was heavy, cool with moisture. The city smelled like: urine, sweat, garbage juice, fried fat, wet soil, cucumbers.

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banning the word

The MoMA screened a crop of new Canadian feature films all last week, and I skipped out on responsibilities for an evening to go see the latest work by one of my favorite (or in this case, favourite) directors of … Continue reading

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this was me on monday, 10:21 a.m.

7500 words later, masters project DONE. Now it’s sitting in a box somewhere, waiting to be bound and shelved.

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please don’t pull it, sir

I call this one “Hey! I wanted to read that!” or “Subway Advertisements I Don’t Agree With.” Today, one the holiest of journalistic holy days, the distinguished newspaper and magazine editors that make up the Pulitzer Prize jury are milling … Continue reading

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something that does not love a wall

Thomas Edison on loop. From the perma-installation on American Identities at the Brooklyn Museum.   Thanks to a hookup from fellow Poundling Angelica, I’ve jumped aboard the New Amerykah Badu-wagon. It’s a beautiful record, and schizophrenic just the way I … Continue reading

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