From the monthly archives:

March 2004

Do Not Attempt

03.22.2004

After I brought Plooblewagon home in October, Adda and I had a good time riffing on the various admonitions, threats and warnings in the owner’s manual. (Mazda does a pretty good job of inspiring paranoia, but Volvo takes the prize for excess caution; their TV commercials generally feature cars being driven sensibly in a straight [...]

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My Kind of News

03.19.2004

Ever since I worked for the imaginatively-named Chapel Hill Newspaper (which made a bold lean forward several years ago and became The Chapel Hill News), I’ve had a soft spot for local papers. When I’m in a small town I occasionally pick up the paper and see how well their reporters fare at covering the [...]

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Blogcentennial

03.17.2004

So I sit down in front of the computer intending to slap up a picture of the snack table at my new job and maybe one of the bizarrely Orwellian panel in our stairwell, announce the opening of the Chicago photo gallery and ask the question, “Why would I want to drink Pimp Juice?”, then [...]

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Who Bared Their Brains to Heaven Under the El

03.14.2004

If you’re in Chicago and you want to visit the home of the poetry slam, be sure to visit the Green Mill. But don’t bring your Visa, Mastercard, Discover, Diners Club, debit card or personal check, because the Green Mill takes anyone who wants to read their poetry, and they only take American Express. Who [...]

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I Yam What I Yeat

03.12.2004

In the common room of my new company is a giant table, probably eight feet long and four feet wide, and it is covered, no, I mean covered with snack food. Items currently on the table include: a case of ramen noodles a case of individual breakfast cereals Snickers bars (size full, not “fun”) M&Ms, [...]

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Someone Will Be Right With You

03.10.2004

Anybody still out there? New job. Taxes. Trip to Chicago. Post very soon. In the meantime, here’s this.

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