You should spend some time reading Ta-Nehisi Coates’ reports from Europe (a harrowing pre-departure, and a first report). His writing is excellent. I felt a lot like him, in race- and class-specific ways, when I went to Paris as a student in college. But I didn’t have a way to express myself with eloquence about …
I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold – William Carlos Williams
We have a running joke in our household about movies with arbitrarily and implausibly choreographed dance scenes. It’s from the 1999 classic She’s All That, when Usher DJ’s the prom: ‘Right about now we’re gonna do that dance I taught you! And I know you’ve been practicing!’ This crops up everywhere, once you start looking …
A while back (could be years, actually), there was a compelling post on how blogs were supposed to be varied, but end up showing same things. There was a good metaphor using peaks and valleys, how blogs end up looking peak to peak, but still so much ends up being hidden. Does anyone recall anything …
We are crippled in so many ways today by the desire to avoid fashion mistakes, to elude ridicule – a desire that leads at one extreme to the smiling elisions of political candidates and on the other to the awful tyranny of cool – that this willingness to be foolish is hard for us to …
There is a glowing review of Per Se in the New York Times today, declaring it the best restaurant in New York City. I went there, and I agree: the food was incredible, the service impeccable, the experience indelible. The challenge, I think, is that food at that kind of restaurant, particularly if you are …
I may as well continue to post Mad Men stuff. Here’s a behind the scenes look at Mad Men, where you can see how surreal it looks when Apple products are sent into the Wayback machine. Also, Peter Campbell is a total cutey.
Well, as I mentioned last month, I like to take a month a year off of looking at any news. And it’s always August, because the combination of nothing happening in August and the need/desire of news to keep people breathlessly interested, means that August is a time for swift boating, death panels, shocking fake-heartfelt …
You should be watching Mad Men.
Ok, this is some pretty good looking stuff. Loving the dude with the white shirt. (via J Kottke.