Check, Please!

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Once, while waiting to sit down for dinner at a local bistro, I realized something unprecedented had happened: I forgot to bring a book. As I dine alone whenever I dine out, this is a relatively serious problem. In the pre-smartphone era, I didn’t have the option of fiddling with a clever cellular app. I . . . → Read More: Check, Please!

Conundrum; Plea for Assistance

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I’d like to be done with physical media for video. I shall buy no more DVDs, and I never bothered converting to Blu Ray because I remember the annoyance of converting from vinyl to cassette to CD to .mp3. I’m just cutting out the middlemen here. I’m open to purchasing Apple TV to broadcast my . . . → Read More: Conundrum; Plea for Assistance

Good Jeans

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I learned to shop for clothing as an apprentice to a small brood of late-twentieth century women who, for some reason, saw me as one of their own.[1] And socialized in this way, I seem condemned to a complex, bipolar relationship with the idea and experience of any sartorial excursion. Like those hens to whom . . . → Read More: Good Jeans

Why You Should Be Buying Literary Journals

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There’s really no such thing as “job security” for most waiters or writers. The closest approximation is to make yourself a man or woman in demand. After a five-and-a-half-year tenure at the restaurant I simultaneously run and serve for, I’ve built up a fairly respectable client base. And, though our establishment has made it abundantly clear . . . → Read More: Why You Should Be Buying Literary Journals

Fourth of July

Fourth of July

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God grant us the liberty to consume, defile, and fuck, fuck, fuck; treble in size, then consume what’s left. God grant us our right to leave the kids babysat by TV. Cede the FCC eight bucks an hour and two Cokes from the brand new fridge.

Praise be to aetataureate excess of every single sort. . . . → Read More: Fourth of July