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Thunderbirds are GO!

Sweet! It appears everything’s back to normal around here, or at least patched up enough to give a semblance thereof. *cracks knuckles* Main column, right column, category headings… well, the archive page is still busted, but that’s easy enough to fix. The old stuff from the side column is going away for the time being […]

Youthful Escapism

Pictures of me trying to escape as a baby.

Great, it’s not just mouse poop, it’s CORPORATE mouse poop

I love my little sister. She’s come up with the bestest, most cutting-edge advertising campaign *ever*. Herbuveaux: hi SolonsRoz: hey you wanna hear something gross? SolonsRoz: MOUSE TURDS Herbuveaux: mustard SolonsRoz: ALL OVER MY DESK Herbuveaux: ew! Herbuveaux: at home or work? SolonsRoz: HANTAVIRUS! SolonsRoz: work Herbuveaux: not good at all! SolonsRoz: HANTA SolonsRoz: VIRUS […]

Goings On About Town: On About Town Goings-On (Ongoing)

Had a press club today at work. This is one of the many things our ambitious little nonprofit does: arrange for speakers to come and talk to reporters from the minority, immigrant, and community newspapers in the city (we say “ethnic,” but I’m getting exceedingly tired of how clumsy that word is. There are over […]

The Myth of the Uncommunicative Father

I read Sharon Olds and Joan Didion and Sylvia Plath, all these writers of recent rebellious generations, the ones of whom it was said you can never go home again — people who dig out the viscera of their relationships with their parents and slap them into the pages of novels. I admire these women. […]

I give writing advice to Wil Wheaton! Eee hee hee hee hee hee!

After getting 150 accolades from adoring fans, Wil Wheaton wrote that he wanted to pitch this piece to This American Life. So I gave him a little advice on pitching to them. My comment was at 1:47 p.m., his response at 4:15 p.m. — scroll waayyy wayyy down. I’m trying very hard not to let […]

From The Vaults: Summer Evening Dinner With Seismologists

July, 1998 It’s berry season, so for once there was a lot I wanted to eat in this non-vegetarian house. There were few dishes not based on berries. Dried-cranberry challah. Deep-dish pie with blackberries, raspberries, and tiny champagne grapes. A salad with avocado, mesclun greens, raspberries, thick raspberry vinaigrette dressing, strawberries, blueberries, and the blackberries […]

From The Vaults: Letter To A Timid Traveler

This is why I don’t like travelling into the city. It’s an ordeal, and scheduling is an absolute nightmare. You are seriously overreacting. Four hours on the bus and half an hour in Port Authority is probably the mildest travel problem you will ever have. Try riding the bus for fourteen hours ending in a […]

From The Vaults: Opinion Poll

Originally published in the precursor to the DSWJ, 02/09/00 THE ADVERTISING INDUSTRY SEEMS TO BE VERY INTERESTED IN MY PERSONAL HABITS! THEY CALL ME AT HOME AND ASK ME QUESTIONS ABOUT MY PRODUCT PREFERENCES! THEY COOKIE MY COMPUTER! THEY SEND POLLS DIRECTLY TO MY HOUSE ASKING WOULD I LIKE A BRAND OF CIGARETTES WITH LESS […]

Edible

The sensual pleasures of an evening in New York.