Category: glamorous

My Glamorous Life

  • Life is Beautiful

    Life is Beautiful

    I haven’t slept. For much of last night, my daughter Ava cried out in her sleep with nightmares. Eventually her cries would wake us both. Instead of going back to sleep, Ava would chat with…

  • Letter to My Trainer

    Letter to My Trainer

    Dear Hannah: I am having my second major gout outbreak since I was diagnosed with the disease two years ago. An angry red ball filled with uric acid has disfigured my right toe, pushing it…

  • Get a real guitar, hippie

    Get a real guitar, hippie

    As seen on Flickr.

  • My glamorous life

    My glamorous life

    My small old shi’zu watches intently as I embed the five pills that keep him alive in little balls of hypoallergenic canned food—a process that takes five minutes and must be repeated three times a…

  • Sleep never sleeps

    Sleep never sleeps

    Dreamed my parents were getting divorced. I’d be asking my momma why, and she would turn into my wife. The conscious mind deals with what is in front of you, the unconscious processes what has…

  • The dog ate my bookmarks

    The dog ate my bookmarks

    It’s been years (or is it weeks?) since something odd, implausible, and inexplicable happened to one or more of my Apple computers that doesn’t happen to anyone else’s. You know you want to hear this.…

  • Only in dreams

    Only in dreams

    I dreamed about you again last night. I guess it will pass.

  • Crowdsourcing Dickens

    Crowdsourcing Dickens

    As an experiment in new new media thinking, I recently crowdsourced a new new literature version of Charles Dickens’s musty old old old lit chestnut, Great Expectations—the familiar tale of Pip, Ms Havisham, the convict…

  • The First Time

    The First Time

    A friend’s young son had just used the toilet and wiped himself for the first time. She congratulated him on being a big boy. To which he replied: “Mother. Surely you don’t expect me to…

  • Quack

    Quack

    I dreamed that my friend R__ turned into a giant, invisible duck. His only hope lay with a mystical lady doctor. While she worked on a magical cure, he stayed hidden in a small safe…

  • Sicker

    Sicker

    It’s hard to listen to this recording and realize it came from a human throat.

  • How sick?

    How sick?

    How sick am I today? This sick.

  • Posthumous Hosting and Digital Culture

    Posthumous Hosting and Digital Culture

    THE DEATHS of Leslie Harpold and Brad Graham, in addition to being tragic and horrible and sad, have highlighted the questionable long-term viability of blogs, personal sites, and web magazines as legitimate artistic and literary…

  • Lost in Space

    Lost in Space

    Jeffrey Zeldman onstage at Galapagos Art Space, Brooklyn, New York. Photo by Onno de Jong from last night’s AIGA/NY talk and birthday celebration, curated by Jason Santa Maria.

  • Change

    Change

    The change you experienced last night at midnight is available to you every moment of every day. Dan Benjamin,1 January 2010