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hacking your city
I was in a car with kteich on the way south for another trip to New York, orange lane reflectors streaming before us in the yellow glow of headlights.
"So," I said, "last Wednesday, I went with this architect friend to a lecture series at LivableStreets, and this guy gave a short presentation on this thing called Par(king) Day. Basically, a couple of ( Read more... ) -
wish you were here
I became friends with MrDevilsAdvocate because he had a Fields of the Nephilim t-shirt. This, by itself, should give you enough clues to understand the context of our friendship or that at least it happened a long time ago because, really, who does that anymore? It was college and I did not know who the Nephilim were at the time, but he filled ( Read more... ) -
mine is the god of typhoons and volcanos, yours is the god of bake sales
A couple of weeks ago, while in California, I was hanging out with pyrric and she said, "I just learned the most useful Tagalog phrase recently."
"Oh, yeah, what's that?"
"Ay nako"You know that's basically our equivalent of "Oh My God", right? Like, it literally translates to that ( Read more... ) -
so long have I waited
It's been more than twenty years since OlderSister gave me this tape that changed my life. It was a compilation of the late 80s British zeitgeist, and I listened to it in the middle of the night, imagining English cities and adult lives, punk rock hair and future skies. There would be more that I would discover on my own, genres that I would ( Read more... ) -
nice to haves
There were four of us in the rental car, sitting in traffic between the office in Sonoma and a dinner party in San Francisco. To our left, a vista of SF slid by with the Bay Bridge, Treasure Island, and the skyline bathed in a golden sunset. One of our co-workers, a goateed product manager from New York, was talking about how he was getting ( Read more... ) -
Massmouth: Used
Joe had arrived at Passim a few minutes before me, and when I sat down, I noted that he was furiously scribbling some notes and passages on the back of a sheet of paper, then crossing them off, then scribbling again ( Read more... ) -
impersonal intimacy
An earlier post on loxocele's instagram about a Central Square fixture passing away, and the sort of connection that comes with sharing the same space with a person reminded me of this ( Read more... ) -
story slam spoiler
It was at a dinner party on Tuesday night, where a bunch of us had gathered at Citizen's Public House to feast on a pig roast and I had leaned over to joeyfresh and said to him, "hey, dude, there's this story slam going on Monday after next. You said you were interested in checking it out. You should come ( Read more... ) -
sometimes things need not be said
I remember the first time that I saw him was at this club in the Theater district, many, many years ago. It was long enough ago that the idea of crossover between goth clubs and electronic music was still novel and new, and so the sight of this Asian kid in a black button up shirt and skirt, dancing with the raver step to industrial music, still ( Read more... )
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