January 2012
10 posts
R U the girl? →
Flanagan, Didion, and the G-Word (and the F-Word) →
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I Have An Odd Name
Most of you know it, probably, and I think I’ve used it enough so that this blog shows up as the first Google result for it, despite myself. What shows up as the SECOND result is the Formspring account of someone who improbably has my exact name, and who is a gay black teenager in the greater Houston area. Like a lot of teenagers, he lives maybe a bit too much of his life online. Like a lot...
Dramatic Readings Series Proposed While Drunk On...
Selections from The Butt Book
Selections from the Ask Metafilter “Human Relations” tag
Selections from The Real World Diaries
Selections from the headnotes of Joy of Cooking recipes (pre-1975)
Selections from e-mails I wrote after graduation, pre-employment
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December 2011
10 posts
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“It starts with the fashion lesbians. Then the craft services lesbians. Then the professional lesbians. Then the power lesbians. Eventually, it spreads to the baristas. All of Brooklyn is destroyed. The Ace Hotel is incinerated. A man stands outside Stumptown, two bloody holes for eyeballs screaming I just wanted a rice milk latte”
mynewsletter:
I got lunch with Fritz today, and we...
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Miss Otis Regrets
That she will not be making any literary cub jokes today.
November 2011
3 posts
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Picnic, Lightning
I had an illustration exacto’d from Harper’s on my wall junior year of college, and I recently went digging through the Harper’s archive looking for it. It is tagged under: Gay men, Picnicking
Addendum: Because harpers.org is a tool of the fascist copyright brigade, I can’t reproduce it here but you should really look at it.
October 2011
3 posts
I’m at that stage in moving where I’m down to both the absolute basic necessities and the most frivolous nubbins of each room in my house. In my kitchen, the coffee maker and my pinch bowls. In my bedroom, my bed and the knick-knacks on my dresser. It’s demoralizing, because even though I’ve done all the work of moving, but I’m constantly surrounded by the dumbest...
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Past, Present, Future
Last night I synced my phone to my computer for oh gosh, the first time in a while, and due to some quirk of technology, the “Plays” for all my songs were irreparably screwed — listing songs I’d listened to in just unbelievable amounts. Not even the kind of amount where you could look at it and crack a joke about how many times I’d listened to “Whatever You...
September 2011
7 posts
This Time For Real
After all the real estate nonsense I’ve dealt with, I am now actually moving. If you or someone you love know a place I could move, maybe with my roommate, let a bitch know.
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August 2011
10 posts
The Gatekeepers
A month ago, a friend from my old, smelly days in Little Rock contacted me about the work she was doing in the Peace Corps — she wanted me to talk via Skype to some of the teens she worked with about applying to American colleges and universities. I jumped at the opportunity, as it combines talking about myself with earnest international youngsters (my two favorite things). I did that...
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I Wish This Was A Moral Tale Satirically Told In...
I have been on OKCupid long enough to watch my initial “personality type” metamorph from wide-eyed innocent to Gordian knot of scar tissue and hangups
Tao Lin Novels In Development
Vanity Fair Profile Eating At The Whole Foods Salad Bar N+1 Kale Selling My Books At The Strand Miranda July We Used To Work At Film Forum (He Still Does, I Don’t) CNN.com Paris Review Totebag One of Those Fancy Duane Reades
(This was a TheThirdWay/MyNewsletter collabo)
July 2011
3 posts
And The Taint Says Whatever
Now that I have a roommate, everyone should get ready for more Tumblr entries about how my roommates buy bad toilet paper after using all my Cottonelle!
Someday
I will tell my children about the date I went on where I had to walk across all of Manhattan in 85 degree weather because my date first needed to go to three different Duane Reades to get cash from his EBT card, and then walk in a 2-mile circle through Greenwich Village so that he can reject two different bars (THAT HE PICKED!) as “douchey” before I can sit, after I have already run 3...
June 2011
6 posts
WatchSynthetic forms of Eurocheese also acceptable.
