Overheard
AT TORY ROW IN HARVARD SQUARE: He trained them. Monkeys riding dogs. That was his life. (May or may not have been a reference to this.)
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AT TORY ROW IN HARVARD SQUARE: He trained them. Monkeys riding dogs. That was his life. (May or may not have been a reference to this.)
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AHAHAHAHA, I am all back and shizzle. 2011 has proven to be highly nonconducive to blogging (if you are me, which, sadly, I am, in perpetuity). But as of now, I have recently moved, I have much better closet space (both physically and mentally), I have a bathroom wherein you can choose from several places [...]
AT INDEPENDENT FILM FESTIVAL BOSTON‘S SCREENING OF SUBMARINE: IFFB staff member: Thanks to you all for coming out, buying tickets, and putting warm bodies in seats. [APPLAUSE] First guy behind me [loudly]: WOOOO! WARM BODIES! Second guy behind me [quietly]: I love warm bodies.
ON THE BIKE PATH: Isn’t that a line from Zombieland? ”Always have an exit plan”? So, you couldn’t run to a lighthouse. Unless you had, like, a hot-air balloon.
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(It’s a Nick Cave reference, if you’re confused.) (And, I suppose, a Bible reference.) I had this lovely New Year’s resolution — “Suck less: blog more” — that was going to solve all my problems. And then (get that tiny violin ready) Christmas took up more time and energy than expected, and then I had [...]
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Knocked Off the List: Nowhere Boy, The Hunger Games trilogy, Nine, Last Chance Harvey, All Good Things, Seductive Poison: A Jonestown Surviver’s Story of Life and Death in the Peoples Temple, Dark and Stormy Night, Cemetery Junction, Tiny Furniture * * * Look, I’ve been adrift at [...]
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If there were ever a man who could turn a receding hairline into a steamy sex symbol, it might be Nick Cave. I should clarify: I am not really attracted to Nick Cave. I don’t think. <thinks> Probably not. But I am attracted to the grit of him, the idea of him, rotating smugly on the needle [...]
“Did you both come back together?” asked the Duchess. “Because he has crossed thirty-four times you must not suppose he has a monopoly in sunrises,” retorted Dear Jones. ”No; this was my own sunrise; and a mighty pretty one it was too.” “I’m not matching sunrises with you,” remarked Uncle Larry calmly; “but I’m willing [...]
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Hi! Remember me? Me neither. So. I’ve been reading Virginia Woolf’s Jacob’s Room for eight years. Really. I used to have this job that didn’t really require me to — how you say — do stuff, and so filling 40 hours per week in a small and painfully visible cubicle could be an exciting mental challenge. Did [...]
Bleh. I started this post a week and a half ago. Then my best intentions were railroaded when the final season of The Tudors arrived on my doorstep. I had also had grand plans that day to listen to the new Grinderman album, watch Cemetery Junction, and work on my novel, but there was some Henry [...]
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