Goodbye, Death House
On a long enough timeline, everyone who lives in New York City eventually endures a real estate horror story. This one is mine.
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Wiring up the Family Vacation
My family’s annual summer vacation to Cape Cod was an exercise in an unplugging from the digital world before anyone ever worried about that sort of thing. Back then, the internet was nothing more than the Prodigy online service, my parents still owned a rotary telephone, and a text was something we read in school. [...]
The Recruiter
When I was seventeen, a military recruiter who must have lifted my home phone number from a college application or SAT registration or perhaps through some more nefarious means; several times a month the recruitment office would call asking for me.
I Marched in Solidarity With Oakland
Zuccotti Park on the night of October 26th
On October 25th, riot police from Oakland, California and more than a dozen other towns fired gas, explosives and other material at a crowd of people peaceably assembled as part of a nationwide movement to address economic inequality. The police held off their attack until the two network television news helicopters, short of fuel, ceased a live broadcast of the confrontation. Within minutes, the streets were filled with explosive chemical canisters; all of this was broadcast over the internet.
Meat
Within the first month of my Freshman year of College, I gave up eating meat. I was not inspired by graphic video footage of factory farms or slaughterhouses. I was not motivated by morals. I was not concerned with the environmental effects, nor by dietary need or health concerns. Instead, I gave up meat because of the college dining hall.
Death in Hoboken and Other Places Less Interesting than Venice
I learned to ski on a hill just across the New Jersey border. Any competent skier could complete each of the seven runs in less than two minutes. A few seasons learning on that topographic lump and I felt ready for a proper skiing excursion. I joined a friend’s family in the Pocono Mountains. We [...]
Attack of the Sand Penis!
I spent Labor Day weekend on the beaches of Cape Cod. At low tide, a sandbar emerged from the water. I set about digging in the soft sand constructing a pile in the middle of the bar, the inevitable destruction of my creation as the tide rises an undeniable appeal. My pile of sand soon [...]
The Great American Camping Trip
Everything I know about camping I learned from literature. I’m talking about Jake Barnes’s fishing trip in The Sun Also Rises, or the opening scene in Of Mice and Men or the adventures of Nick Adams. This is all to say that my notion of camping is based on a literary fantasy constructed by mid-twentieth [...]
The Tequila Story
There are many like it, but this one is mine. The winter break between my first and second semesters of college was coming to end. Practically speaking, winter break brought on a long four weeks of sobriety and dial up internet pornography in the confines of my childhood bedroom. I was ready for winter beak [...]
The Great Toilet Paper Caper
We were warned in the days before the Hurricane struck that Rutgers never closed. Early on September 16th, a Thursday, the school canceled classes for the day, and eventually the school would cancel classes for Friday. I woke up in mid-morning to torrential rain beating the screen on the dormitory window. I was living on [...]
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- Goodbye, Death House
- Wiring up the Family Vacation
- Has Facebook Dumbed Down The Internet?
- The Recruiter
- Data of Discontent
- I Marched in Solidarity With Oakland
- The Presidential Schedule for Monday, September 14th.
- Meat
- Alternative Advice On Dealing With Your Breeding Friend’s Spawn
- Death in Hoboken and Other Places Less Interesting than Venice
