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4 December 2007
As the Broadway stagehand strike closed and I rushed the box office for a ticket to “Cyrano de Bergerac” last weekend (and will do the same for “Rock ‘n’ Roll” before too long), I was reminded—as I was more consistently my last weekend in California than even I have recently allowed my introspection to persist—the extent to which my life is a bento box.
28 September 2007
On the flight back to Washington, I struck up a conversation with the gentleman seated next to me and when the discussion reached my job, he asked (and I paraphrase):
Do you think Republicans or Democrats use the internet more effectively?
“Neither,” I answered.
Let’s say the internet is a gun.
21 September 2007
While we had anecdotal evidence from our customers and the general public that the House search engine is below-standard, even the barest of data sets now indicates the degree of antipathy we apparently have for site visitors. After manually searching the most frequent queries on House.gov (see a table of the terms and top-ten results of each), I have arrived at the following initial conclusions.
1 September 2007
When I was first in Chicago, I was five years old, between a bus from Toronto and a train to Los Angeles—though not my official point of entry into the United States, it has defied its own insignificance—a mere fingerprint on The Bean, if you will—and, with Burger King French toast sticks, become an integral part of this immigrant’s narrative. My memory allows little more than that I was there, but this time, two days in the august company of squared-shoed and trapezoid-spectacled enemies of my enemies, I know to take pictures, to take notes.
3 August 2007
Double bourbon. She looks back, waiting for a call. Make it hurt.
She sets a pint glass before me filled to a third of its height as I down the last of my blacksmith. And another one of these. Kill the bourbon, pen down on the back of the report.
28 February 2007
I learned today about Peter Schweizer’s editorial in USA Today about Al Gore not using renewable energy sources to power his own home even though they’re available in the metropolitan markets where he resides, Washington, DC among them. To which my first thought was not oh, the hypocrisy, but, why the hell am I not using renewable energy sources to power my own home?
So in ten days, I will be—though not without some effort.
7 July 2006
A year ago, I wrote in a short story heavily influenced by experience about the symbolism of a shared umbrella—in every case of its existence, it has been a witness to a basic humanitarian act—a routine compassionate sacrifice—its beneficiaries shoulder to shoulder, perhaps cheek to cheek, in the barest of shelters from harsh attacks from above (’above’ in its most general and immediate sense). Its occupants share a mutual interest in warmth and dryness, and though they can neither be warm nor dry, the empathy is perhaps more satisfying.
2008 December 25
Though I completed this chapter of my pop music autobiography in late September, a few weeks into my first semester at Georgetown, only now in the more apparent denouement of my existential crisis do I feel compelled to write its intentions, framed in the context of two gifts I received in November.
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