by Adam | Friday 29 June 2007
Part II of last week's series: A New York Week After Wednesday's brush with Edward Albee, I left work early on Thursday to go to a press screening of the new Michael Moore "documentary" SiCKO. On the way to...
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by Adam | Tuesday 26 June 2007
It all started with Edward Albee... Well, it actually started with a walk home from work. Or it started with the 76 degree June day that prompted the urge to walk. It was a straight shot down 5th Avenue (of...
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by Adam | Friday 22 June 2007
Solstice Dusk was counterveiled by the rivulets and burnishes amid the comedy of the park. We met on the longest day and we had no letters on or need to request its cessation. I stayed on your pillows beset by...
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by Adam | Wednesday 20 June 2007
Craftsmanship has never been a strong suit of mine. I blame it on growing up left-handed and being told to write and engage in sports right-handed (and by extension, I am blaming Texas) as well as a motor skills...
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by Adam | Friday 15 June 2007
I continue to heart the New York Post for skillfully-constructed (awful) headlines like this one....
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by Adam | Friday 15 June 2007
This is how I look when I field phone calls from my father. A resident of a Hamas-dominated neighborhood, identifying himself only as Yousef for fear of reprisal by his neighbors, said Gazans would always back the winner, regardless...
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by Adam | Thursday 14 June 2007
...We moved to the inevitable banalities of small talk; the birthday plans we'd miss, the future we’d share as the friends we never were; and of course, the nascent hurt and missteps bygone and beyond unknotting. Our textbook and singular...
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by Adam | Wednesday 13 June 2007
...I do not speak much French and my exposure to Edith Piaf was initiated by the tribute that seemingly half of my favorite musicians pay to her work, but I went to this movie and it was a car crash on celluloid, a complete fucking disasterous mess, and perfectly emblematic of the life of the Sparrow...
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by Adam | Monday 11 June 2007
The (famous, remarkable, inspiring) picture on the left was taken on June 7, 1967, shortly after the Israeli army won Jerusalem's Old City back from the Jordanians during the Six-Day War. This picture captures three soldiers beside the Western...
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by Adam | Wednesday 6 June 2007
One of my best friends in the world decided to make the four-hour trek to New York, taking the Chinatown bus (from Chinatown DC to Chinatown Manhattan) at 2:30 in the morning. She arrived at 5:50 A.M. and I...
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