Month: February 2014
Nothing A-Miss, Really
“These events continue to happen semester after semester and year after year,” the student newspaper, The Daily Mississippian, said in an editorial. “All of our actions seem fruitless and impotent, leaving us broken, scared, humiliated and with burning, difficult questions: What we do we do about it? How do we stop these events from transpiring?” Continue reading Nothing A-Miss, Really
Cracked
Song of the Year (2013): San Fermin’s Sonsick
It is difficult to reproduce Sonsick live. Listening to the several live, YouTubed versions of the song, I’d say the band is batting about three or four out of five, but probably closer to three. Then there was the essentially … Continue reading Song of the Year (2013): San Fermin’s Sonsick
Café Girls: Flowing in February
Nathan Sawaya: The Brick Artist
Nathan Sawaya was a New York lawyer who gave it up ten years ago to sculpt in Lego. Continue reading Nathan Sawaya: The Brick Artist
Such a Muppet: Good Luck JF
It’s hard to view Friday night’s Late Night With Jimmy Fallon as a true farewell, since all Fallon is doing is getting the ultimate promotion to The Tonight Show. And he’s taking everybody with him. And yet it is an … Continue reading Such a Muppet: Good Luck JF
Phil
“So it’s in that spirit that I’d like to say this: Phil Hoffman, this kind, decent, magnificent, thunderous actor, who was never outwardly “right” for any role but who completely dominated the real estate upon which every one of his characters walked, did not die from an overdose of heroin — he died from heroin. We should stop implying that if he’d just taken the proper amount then everything would have been fine. He didn’t die because he was partying too hard or because he was depressed — he died because he was an addict on a day of the … Continue reading Phil
Women We Love: Kristen Bell’s Jeannie Van Der Hooven
Totally Biased: Extended interview with Don Cheadle
Café Girl: The Tutor
She was tutoring some sort of science, maybe med school. In a near-empty La Pain Quotidien on a Saturday evening, I was in my normal spot at the center, farm table. She sat right in front of me. There’s a rule I came up with over the years. If someone sits next to you, talk to them. She was soon joined by the student who, more classic in her beauty, could not touch her. Elegant, sophisticated yet simple, could not take your eyes off of her. That is a Café Girl. I think our eyes met a good twelve times. And … Continue reading Café Girl: The Tutor
Relaunch — Part II
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