What is Postmodernism?
February 28th, 2006
What the hell is postermodernism anyway? I want real-life examples. Even if you don’t really know, like I don’t really know, take this opportunity to tell us what you think it is.
135 Comments »That Oxymoron Was Emancipated!
February 27th, 2006
There is a discussion going on over at Spread about Postmodernism that made me realize something about myself. I’ll use words, they’ll come up in my head and I’ll say them, and then they don’t mean what I think they mean but I use them anyway.
10 Comments »Old Negatives
February 26th, 2006
Today, I discovered a box filled with old negatives. At times today, I have felt like I’ve remembered lost memories. The negatives span at least 15 years. There are literally hundreds of negatives that I developed over the years. Some of them haven’t ever been printed. Anyway, I scanned a few of them today. I started with friends. I’m starting a series over at Flickr. Please join me.
15 Comments »Sometimes It’s Good To Go Inside.
February 25th, 2006
I waited for my cappuccino. The barista at this particular coffee shop was always very charming. He used words like “darling” and “sweetheart”, “sugar” and “honey”. He served terms of endearment with nearly every cup of coffee—uppers, all around.
4 Comments »(Some of) The Barbarians.
February 24th, 2006
On Wednesday, The Barbarian Group took us out for dinner. I love it that I’m usually invited to these gatherings as they’re all so damn fun to be around.
2 Comments »America, Land of the Scared?
February 24th, 2006
In today’s NYT, there is an article on the front page saying that the Dubai Company plans to delay its new role in taking over 30 terminals in 18 countries.
12 Comments »The New Yorker’s Brokeback Mountain
February 24th, 2006
Yesterday, Toby Joe and I received this week’s issue of the New Yorker. It didn’t compare to discovering Scarlett Johanson’s bare ass in our foyer on Valentine’s Day. But it gave us both a laugh.
8 Comments »Zen In the Art of Stupid.
February 23rd, 2006
Directly following a good workout, I become temporarily stupid. I’m not sure why this is, but my head gets all fuzzy, my heart races, and I just do a bunch of stupid. I’m unable to think. I’m barely able to move. It’s as if my body has gone through so much, it shuts my mind off entirely. Maybe it’s workout shock.
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G. Dubaiya
February 22nd, 2006
I’m assuming someone out there can explain this to me. I know that out of all the people who visit this Web site, someone MUST find the whole U.S. port operations story and the fact that they’re pushing to allow a company run by the United Arab Emirates to possibly manage them totally understandable. And to further what I consider insanity, Bush has threatened to Veto all those who try and block the deal. Was he promised a house on Palm Island or a country on The World?
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