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Archive for November 2002

the dangerous attentions of careerist historicizers

On 11 November 2002

TEN THOUSAND APOLOGIES FOR THIS EMOTIONAL AND PAINFULLY PSEUDO-INTELLECTUAL ENTRYToday I am reprising my Kraftwerk/go-go beatnik look with black tights, a short black skirt, red man's shirt w/black tie, and groovy heeled boots. Plus, of course, the German new-wave slicked-back ponytail, black-framed glasses, and over-serious expression. No one at work seems to have picked up […]

all the way up to 241st street in the bronx

On 9 November 2002

THIS ENTRY WAS BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE LETTER H, THE VERB “SMACK,” AND THE ANIMALS HORSE AND MONKEY Mundo Increible! Mexican movie posters. View them all, they deserve it, although I am extremely partial to the increible mundo. Dimethylmercury is some bad shit.What's on your bedside table? A point about the liminal nature of […]

I'm an alcoFROLIC. There's a difference.

On 8 November 2002

Intense trouble with making unimportant decisions this week, which may be a sign of stress or may be a sign that I am becoming an old lady. On Wednesday I took a third beer out of the refrigerator, put it back, took it out, got the opener, changed my mind, and finally managed to say […]

the truth can be so expensive

On 7 November 2002

I give up. I am all jittery and nervous, because if I make one wrong step the world will implode. Oh, you didn't know that? Are you jittery and nervous now too? Quiz: on the left we have Mimi Smartypants, all keyed up about nothing much, and on the right we have a kangaroo rat […]

like exactingly pulled taffy

On 5 November 2002

I FEEL A BIT LIKE A BLOCK OF WOOD TODAYOnly dumber. What else is new, you say? Oh that's very funny. Very funny indeed. I'm getting a little sick of your sass-mouth, sweetheart. Here's the latest from your favorite space cadet. I am sitting here eating a banana, and I finish eating the banana, and […]

what has two thumbs and fucks like a tiger

On 4 November 2002

THREE REASONS WHY MY HUSBAND MIGHT BE A CYBORG1. Barring eXtreme special occasions, he wears a uniform all the time. Black jeans and black t-shirts (in the summer) or black jeans and black sweaters (in the winter). He literally buys these things in bulk at Old Navy. He tends to refer to his pants as […]

all bjork songs are about pancakes

On 1 November 2002

BOOK RECOMMENDATIONI am hitting the nonfiction lately and Newjack is amazing. It's Discipline and Punish made real and made incredibly disturbing. The author, Ted Conover, is an investigative journalist who wanted to shadow a prisoner in a maximum-security prison. His request was denied, so he became a prison guard—a completely different way to see the […]