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Internet Habits

You know when you get deep into your own private internet world (not porn, I don’t mean porn), where your browser becomes like a map of your curiosities, neuroses and consumer desires, where the “History” is an itinerary of a few hours journey from “What time is that movie playing?” to “How did the beginning […]

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8:29

Though I’ve haven’t even been back from the Continent for a week, I couldn’t refuse an invitation to spend a night with my favorite art collective in Providence. I find a quick little side trip is often just the ticket to ensure a complete psychic return from a longer, international journey. Also, while on the […]

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Biathlon

The biathlon event in the Winter Olympics is roundly agreed to be an odd juxtaposition of skills. You ski, you shoot, you ski, you shoot-but why? Is it for alpine assassins? Restless hunters? I dimly recall the announcers commenting on the difficulty of steadying a rifle with an aerobically pounding heart, how this demands the […]

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Berlin Wall

In a fitting end to the latest chapter in my research on subcultures of resistance and debauchery, I escaped this morning from a rock club in Berlin. I awoke at dawn, fully clothed and still drunk, curled cosily into the depths of the very last stop on my own personal tour of Filthy Couches of […]

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Phrasebook

Research once again demands that I take to the road to observe certain people like the animals they are. This time the migratory subjects of my very serious study are roving the Teutonic nations, drinking in a van by day and rocking out by night, if previous research serves. And so I find myself in […]

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Cats, RATS & SuperLefty

Your very own SuperLefty will be a special guest in the RATS Reading Series at the Lucky Cat Bar this Saturday night. RATS is some kind of acronym I know not which, but whatever it is I probably disagree with it, as acronyms and institutions tend to go together. But let’s not hold that against […]

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Book Reports

In what passes for creative work in today’s schools, one of my students, an eighth-grader, has to write a children’s book explaining nuclear proliferation in North Korea. “It’s really depressing,” she said, “because it’s hard to describe nuclear warheads in a way that’s not scary.” This brought back memories of my own wildly inappropriate book […]

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They’re Just Not Champions

I’ve only had about five minutes to adjust to the Mets’ postseason defeat, but so far I’m feeling pretty sanguine. I’ve got a new way of looking at things when it comes to my futile, fervent hopes that this team or that team will become World Champions, reap millions of dollars in endorsements, receive truly […]

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Vagrancy

“I need to be home by two a.m.,” I said to my drinking companions.“It’s past two,” they replied.“Three, then.” I said. Three a.m. is an hour I know well. Nine a.m. on a Sunday is not an time I often see. But I was up at this hour the very next day to capitalize on […]

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Atonement

This morning I celebrated this holiest of holy days of my so-called people by making a lovely bacon-egg-and-cheese sandwich. On a croissant. A sugary, buttered croissant. This act was not my irreligious act of choice, but it would have to do. What I really like to do on national or religious holidays is take hallucinogens […]

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