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I Know What I Did Last Summer

About a year ago I wrote a lengthy post, as I do, comparing the events of my manic quest to move to New York with the dramatic structure of a screenplay (small defeat, small triumph, large defeat, large triumph!), but the post was boring–even for me, reading about myself. So, I figured I’d try […]

I’ve been incredibly busy as of late hunting for an apartment (conveniently, it’s the worst time in history to be in the market in New York), but, feeling an urge to post something, I dug this out of my abandoned-posts archive and added a poll to the end (which you should skip to, if you […]

How bad do you want to be good?

Bad enough to forget about grammar?
Design school makes more sense than film school, I suppose. Regardless, the School of Visual Arts’ advertising campaign, plastered all over the subways in NYC, is pretty good… at being bad.

Overheard on the subway

“Oh, so you girls are in college?”
“Yeah, we’re all in school together.”
“So, wait, that means you were born when?”
“Nineteen eighty-five.”
“Nineteen NINETY-five?!”
“No, nineteen EIGHTY-five. If I was born in nineteen NINETY-five I’d be, like, seven.”