when i was seventeen, my grandpa sam died.  i had never understood the depth of ceremony until then, even though i had suffered through elementary, middle and high school graduations and one (yes, fortunately, only one) funeral before that.  i had seen confirmations and communions and bar and bat mitzvahs, but the emotions that go along with ( Read more... )

when my father was a teenager, my grandfather, a staunch believer in the first amendment, was troubled by an issue of rave magazine with mick jagger on the cover.  revolted by jagger's long hair and smug smile, he told my dad he had to throw it away.  as a former rocker (although, he'd probably frown at me for saying "former") and a man who a firm ( Read more... )

 "ahmir, who do you think the main character should be?"

"call me ahmeezy."

i wrote a really long entry about how awesome it is to be friends with dom again.  how we were going to try and see asher roth tonight, but the show sold out before we got there and we fell back on our plan of drinking tallboys at the movies and how the movie we chose was worse than we had imagined.  continuous further reflection made us more and ( Read more... )

 one more "get it?" and you're going to get punched.

i take stock in the ameliorative quality of friends.  my heart is in nyc tonight and that gives a nice lasting quality to the positivity of last week.  now all i need to do is learn how to save money and things will be all good ( Read more... )

 just had a weird flashback to being in my dorm room in binghamton and hearing people blasting "we'll always love big poppa" from the basketball court in mountain view.  totally the 12th anniversary of b.i.g.'s death today.  weird.

had a crucial morning pow wow with abe that totally reminded me that i am not on my grizzly whatsoever and that has ( Read more... )

i wish that i were not a master procrastinator, but i really don't think things like, "but tart and tween are two flavors unsuitable to Kelly Clarkson's America's sweetheart sensibilities*" would ever come out until the panic of not finishing in time ensues ( Read more... )

i can see why a peer would take a chuckle at the out-dated, black and white scene that is the twilight zone.  it is, however, the psychic terror of the storytelling that you walk away with.  those who are inexperienced with the show may not understand why the end of 'the obsolete man' hurts so much.  it is the build up with each viewing that starts ( Read more... )

i am not really sure what my favorite things of 2008 are/were but they're somewhere in between forgetting sarah marshall, the donkeys' living on the other side, and hearing "hi hater" everywhere.