So it took me all summer, but I finally realized that without a deadline, I was never going to get started looking for a job. Two weeks ago, I imposed a deadline on myself. I bought my plane ticket to New York. This was felicitous, since I got a good fare in my “weekend specials” [...]
Archive for September, 2008
timetable
27 September, 2008
i just learned
23 September, 2008
That they’ve begun packaging mens’ button-down shirts with an additional pin. I don’t know how long this has been happening, but it’s new to me, and prior to today, I’d last purchased dress shirts a little more than a year ago, so in the world of button-down dress shirts, it’s a new thing.
The new pin [...]
the kind of person I am
19 September, 2008
So I started reading Michael Pollan’s “The Omnivore’s Dilemma” the other day. It’s been good so far, with the first part of the book emphasizing the New Journalism (like John McPhee — writing about a subject by letting interviews with the folks who actually farm, pilot boats, etc do the talking). I do 1. wish [...]
ex: life imitating art
14 September, 2008
I was getting some dvds from the library the other day (because the Denver Public Library system is kind of amazing and I will definitely miss it wherever else I may roam). And I thought, hey, there are an awful lot of Woody Allen movies I still haven’t seen, mostly the generally bad ones from [...]
on (writing) style
13 September, 2008
I feel like typing, particularly digitized typing, has profoundly impacted, well, all writing, really. I feel at liberty to use pacing and rhythm in prose to create a Voice that, while I claim it as mine, definitely doesn’t actually sound like anyone would talk. Which is why I avoid fiction and, really, anything with dialogue.
But [...]
seasons? how do those work again?
11 September, 2008
So yeah, we’ve had one of those “transition” weeks here in Denver, weather-wise. A day of clouds (in our 300+ day-of-sunshine city? the nerve!) and weather in the 50s follows a clear sunny day that gets up around 80. The worrisome part was my realization: not only do I not own warm clothing, but I [...]
