September 2011
“We are far past sending out talking points. Do not attempt to dumb it down. We...”
– James Carville to President Obama
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My first car was a white 1985 Honda Accord sedan.
It was a standard transmission, four-cylinder job with faded, pthalo blue cloth seats and a chronically failing clutch master cylinder. I didn’t do the car any favors, either, by smoking a pack daily and aggressively delivering Chinese food in suburban Dallas after school and on weekends. But cut me some slack: I was 16, clumsy, and - no,...
Sweet's other BF (or GF)
seoulbrother:
Her other lover is data. I just realized that. This week, Doreen quietly constructed a love nest of three-ring binders, note pads and paper—lots of paper, covered in numbers, slightly curled and crunchy from the laser printer. She’s so crushed out for the squishy concept of Conversational Journalism, that she’s penciled in “Love” and “You” on her eyelids so when she blinks, her...
Only SIX NO ZERO MINUTES LEFT to bid on a... →
It’s over. SOLD. Thanks so much to everyone who bid! And thanks especially to the winner. I look forward to making you some art, whoever you are! (Colleen will put us in touch soon enough.)
