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Let the rooster roost

A very good friend of mine wrote an awesome story for the Sarasota Herald-Tribune. It’s a story of an orphaned rooster who made a home outside the city hall of small town Punta Gorda (of hurricane season 2004 fame). Although some of her editors din not consider this “animal story” worthy enough for the front […]

More about the quest to find C2

I just realized a few days ago that I have not provided any update on my search for Coca-Cola C2 (or Coke C2). (1, 2). The last time I tackled the subject, I was convinced C2 was being pulled off the market. A month after posting that my friend Sara, whom I was visiting in […]

The blogging plutocracy

A great story in New York Magazine by Clive Thompson proves that blogs, which at heart seem to be the ultimate meritocracy, are plagued by the same inequalities as any other media (or whatever other industry you can think of). The story talks about how a blogging elite has already been established and, in turn, […]

Bullshit

In toamna lui 2004 eram intr-un curs de etica la University of Missouri si citeam “Lying” (de Sissela Bok) o carte excelenta despre prevalenta minciunilor de toate culorile in societatea contemporana. Printre randuri autoarea sugera ca minciuna — sau impopotonarea faptelor reale — a devenit o practica acceptabila din punct de vedere social. Ideea autoarei […]

Remember that time we almost died?

Oh wait, that was, like, a whole bunch of times. My brother and I can start so many stories that way. Did you notice gas prices bump up a bit last weekend? Yeah, that was me. My bad. My 17-year-old brother navigated as I drove a bigass rental truck 1,000 miles to Washington, DC. last […]

The Boston tourist squirrels

Here are the Boston squirrels: Patty O’Shea, John “One Punch” Miller and “Running Nose” Andrew. They are known as “Tourist squirrels” for the ease they show around curious people chasing them with cameras. More pictures of Boston, here.

The Harvard rub

Here’s more action from Boston. In the shot below tourists rub John Harvard’s toes in a desperate attemp to resurect them. This is what many experts over the years have called “The Harvard Rub,” or trying to wake up a snow-covered toe (aka foot finger). See more shots of Boston and Cambridge, here.

The wonder that is Boston

I finally made it to Boston. I’ve been wanting to see this city for years. It’s beautiful enough to make me upload hots just 12 hours after getting to town. For more shots of the city, go here.

Bum Chronicles III – The Krispy Kreme charlatan

After spending a gorgeous morning walking around my new neighborhood in Washington, DC, sampling the overpriced homegrown apples at the Sunday Market, I decided to find the perfect park bench in the sun for voracious media consumption. First, though, I needed a perfect tasty soda, so I stopped by the Kripsy Kreme, which has an […]

Neil Strauss: The closer

I tried to pitch the story below to Slate (“it doesn’t seem quite right for Slate,” they said) and also to Salon (they haven’t sent the rejection yet). Because he believes Salon will only echo Slate, the pesimist in me decided to post this review here. In the pickup world, MLTRs, or multiple long-term relationships, […]