December 2011
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WatchSister crosses the Brazos (2011)
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It is 10pm on Christmas day, and a Sunday to boot, and the only place open near the Dallas-Fort Worth Airport is a 7/11 so Emma and I get hot dogs and jalapeño taquitos for ourselves and two Cokes for Mom and Dad and then climb back into the rental car where a Hertz branded GPS unit reprieves us for taking that detour in a way that would make you think it cared about our health.
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What We Talk About When We Talk About What We Talk...
What We Talk About When We Talk About Lust (The New York Times, Aug. 1998)
What We Talk About When We Talk About Doughnuts (The New Yorker, May 1999)
What We Talk About When We Talk About Editing (The New York Times, July 2005)
What We Talk About When We Talk About Art (The New York Times, Dec. 2007)
What We Talk About When We Talk About Swimming (The New York Times, Aug. 2008)
What We Talk About...
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Office Emails pt. 1
To: Crown Publishing Group
Subject : Sorry about the smell!
Hi Everyone,
I accidentally opened up a jar of kimchi near the fax machine on the 6th floor, sorry about the smell. No need to be alarmed, it is just spiced fermented cabbage and radishes. My apologies.
-Kevin Sweeting - Crown Marketing
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"Derek Boogaard was scared. He did not know whom...
The NYTs feature on Derek Boogaard and hockey enforcers is really great and everything, but this opening sentence from the second installment is probably the most over dramatic thing I’ve seen since Doug Funnie’s older sister.
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“For the first hour, attendees, most in their mid-20s and many dressed in...”
– Bah, everyone is always trying to fuck everyone all the time. Don’t let a dog eared copy of Debord and a MA convince you otherwise.