on repeat: september/october 2005 ...fall ...the blood brothers' "the shame" ...challenger's "brand loyalty" ...longwave's "here it comes" ...ted leo/rx's "burning powers"... nick hornby's a long way down ...elliott smith's "needle in the hay"...

They walked through their lives convincing themselves they were finding joy in little things. Spitting tiny black seeds out of a ripe watermelon slice on a summer Sunday afternoon.

When I was at Quimby's a few weeks ago I bought a few zines and little self-published things because I thought I should support independent bookstores and writers. Happily, one of the things I bought was David Barringer's We Were Ugly So We Made Beau

We want someone to throw caution to the wind for us.For more than just a few weeks or months.Of course, it could be argued that's exactly what happened, for better or worse.Other people's stories are not your own; each ending is specific, and differe

"No one hangs out in New York," I said to Allie. "That's part of the problem." She wanted to know why so many of her friends ended up hating the city and were so relieved when they left. I was throwing out theories and anecdotes t

1. What was your first tattoo and where?retro-style rocket ship on my inner right ankle2. What is your most recent tattoo and where?heart + gears on left forearm3. How many tattoos (or hrs, est.) do you have?4 tattoos. maybe 4 hours? nothing fancy.4.

this is what my horoscope says today: It's official; summer is over. Endings are nature's way of making room for new beginnings, and new beginnings are what you are all about. Set aside time to think about all that has happened since last spring a

i got my bike fixed on sunday, finally. i couldn'tmake the decision to put down the $$ for new wheelsbecause everyone told me it was smarter just to buy anew bike. but in the end i love the one i have anddidn't want to put out the effort to find a ne

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Today is Talk Like A Pirate Day. This makes me a little melancholy, for reasons best left unexplained. But I hope you enjoy today, and find all the buried treasure you go looking for.Here is something I wrote nearly a year ago, appropriate for the oc

My corporate overlords have cut off our email access at work (at least partially. for some reason we can still get into Gmail, and I'm working out ways to access Yahoo!, but for all intents and purposes...), so I spent some time today answering email

She had the feelings locked in and it hurt sometimes but they were real. Then it was the memory of the feelings. Then words about the memory of the feelings, and it began to be too far away to touch. Yes, it had hurt sometimes, but this was much much

It would've been cool to see the Rakes tonight, but instead I will settle for crushing our derby nemeses, the Manhattan Mayhem. It's the semi-final match, so whoever wins gets to play Queens for the trophy next month. At least, I think we're getting

In general I like A Softer World, but it can be pretty hit-or-miss. Joey's livejournal though, is always great. And sometimes, like last Friday, it is brilliant and heartbreaking and absolutely true."When my brother and I were kids our mom used

Someone called "VoterKelly" left this comment on this entry today:That pretty much sums up everything about you and everything I see in this blog. It's all about me me me me me me me me me me me me.You're the only person that doesn't notice it.

not even me sometimes.but that's the problem, isn't it? because really, it's all i think about. a constant static continuously running through my mind, barging to the forefront or fading into the background but always, always there.and i've been wait

this morning i went to cast my vote in the primaries and i was the only one there. "if we held our breath between voters," the election volunteer said, "we'd be dead." yesterday, when i paid chipotle for my lunch, the guy gave me

I just got a call from the Working Families Party, asking if I could spare some time to volunteer during tomorrow's primaries. It's a good party, I'm a member and supportive, but I couldn't and I told him I couldn't, I had no spare time right now. I

I'm back from the road and in the odd position of being happy to see the streets of New York again. For better or worse, the trip made me question so many assumptions and beliefs and plans that I'm feeling completely untethered now. And not, I think,

I'm on tour with my friend until September 10th.I thought I would have lots of writing time, but really, it's lots of looking-at-a-map time, which kinda sucks.Pictures should be up at the non-blog Scribble Faster sometime soon.

I don't know details yet, the specifics of when or where or what. What's ahead or what I would be giving up. But I do know two things:Thinking about it on the 5 train, heading to practice, I couldn't stop smiling; and,It would change everything.