January 2012
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“to love means this: to run into the depths of a...”
– I’ve been collecting my favorite poetry and short stories in a folder labeled Inspiration since I was 21; years ago, I added this Vladimir Mayakovsky poem (“Comrade Kostrov”) to the collection (the oversized note card it was written on fell out of the folder earlier this week).
Jan 19th
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2011: My Year In Food
As an epilogue to 2011, I’ll be posting a series of year-end lists—because the Internet needs a few more—that includes my favorite discoveries and experiences of the past year. I traveled quite a bit this past year, starting with Austin in January and concluding with Las Vegas in December. In between those two trips, I spent more time at boarding gates and in the air than with friends and...
Jan 18th
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2011: My Year In Music.
As an epilogue to 2011, I’ll be posting a series of year-end lists—because the Internet needs a few more—that includes my favorite discoveries and experiences of the past year. Favorite Album: Washed Out, “Within and Without” As a teenager in the early 90’s, I grew up on modern rock1. The Jesus and Mary Chain, Curve, James, My Bloody Valentine, The Cure, New Order and...
Jan 9th
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Jan 3rd
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December 2011
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“A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become...”
– Ingrid Bergman, I can’t really argue with you. However, I wish your insight could resolve long-winded client conversations.
Dec 21st
November 2011
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Nov 14th
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October 2011
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Oct 26th
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“The woman he met. He met a woman. This woman was the woman he met. She was not...”
– To whom do you listen when your heart and head are in conflict? An excerpt from Aimee Bender’s short story “The Meeting”, published in Willful Creatures.
Oct 17th
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Oct 13th
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Oct 6th
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on starting over.
A couple of weeks ago, I decided to start over because it was what my heart told me to do. So, I resigned from my job. When I was younger, I didn’t know how to trust my heart. She wanted me to make impulsive decisions. I told her that I couldn’t be reckless. (Years later, I realized there’s a difference between being impulsive and reckless.) While age has made me wiser, he...
Oct 5th
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