Category: Me (Too Much Information)
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Landlines were a whole ‘nother thing, my friend. Sure, you’re nice with texts and that’s it’s own lane but just saying landlines were sick. You’d just be sitting in your home, and nobody was home and you’d just feel drawn to the phone. It was magnetic. The phone represented possibility, adventure even. The phone was…
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I read a ton of biographies. In almost every biography of a success story, there is a moment early in their life when our protagonist goes against the grain and shows some initiative that separates him or her from the pack. Two weeks ago, I decided I was tired of emailing my resume out endlessly.…
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I was watching Roger Federer, the all-time winningest male tennis player, receive this trophy for a record sixth time in a row. It was not a Masters tournament or a tune-up tourney but an award won off the court – one for sportsmanship. Each year, the players who form the pro tennis tour vote to…
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From the time I was 10 until I was 16, my school bus more or less took the same route everyday. Barring a few months of changes here and there due to bus strikes, bus burning, reversals of one-ways or big ditches in the road, we always passed along the length of RT Nagar main…
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Tonight, I’m writing just to write. 2am. Laptop. It’s become a ritual. By the way, ritual is one of my favorite words. Rituals are usually the most fun parts of things. For example, if you smoke cigarettes, it’s the ritual that’s harder to break in my opinion than the physical addiction. I miss buying a…
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This is one of my favorite Woody Allen scenes. It comes toward the end of Manhattan, Woody’s tour de force about relationships and life in Manhattan circa the late 1970s. It’s a stunningly shot movie, especially the black and white cityscapes set to the tunes of George Gershwin. It’s gorgeous and I always feel good…
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Well, it’s been six months since I started selling seafood. It’s been a learning experience. This is one thing I learned. The fish is caught. We pay the fisherman. A truck picks up the fish, takes it to a freezer on a ship. We freeze it. Pay the truck. Pay the freezer. Pay the ship.…
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“We’re all works in progress … we’re paintings… the oil don’t dry till we die” – Kanye West I’VE been taking a ton of photos lately and I’ve really come to love my Nikon. I bought it a year ago in Korea and it was expensive. I felt a little buyer’s remorse since it was…
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Soon after LeBron James took his talents to South Beach, I was watching a youtube clip of “The Decision” when I saw that someone had transcribed this scene from “A Bronx Tale” and posted it in the comments section except instead of Mickey Mantle and the New York Yankees, he substituted LeBron James and the…