Frank B.
Jazz the Glass
Our local newspaper has a weekly, locally-written do-it-yourself home repair column. Authored by a single woman in her 30s, it has a breezy, sit-com feel, more about her travails than about offering any practical knowledge. I took little notice until recently, when the name Cabaret Voltaire registered in my peripheral vision. It was in a […]
Tony La Russa is a passive aggressive fuck
Anthony Reyes is not a great pitcher. But he has the potential to be a decent starter. If only his manager and pitching coach would stop clucking like a couple of hens. Yesterday, Reyes pitched six shutout innings in his latest audition for the St. Louis Cardinal rotation. But there were dark intimations the wind […]
Never Too Young for Mail Fraud
We get letters from kids where I work, and reading them is an extremely gratifying part of my job. But it wasn’t the contents of a recent letter from a San Diego 6th-grader that caught my attention—it was the envelope itself. “My, that’s an awfully large stamp,” I thought to myself. “Hmmm, stamps don’t usually […]
NY
Dianna and I spent a quick weekend in New York. We made no plans to look up friends due to lack of time, but we were walking down Broadway just as two of Dianna’s friends stepped outside for a cigarette. We’d heard they were paying thirty-thousand a month for their loft, so eagerly accepted their […]
Why would a grown man play fantasy baseball?
It hasn’t brought me closer to my wife and family. Or to the people I play fantasy baseball with. And yet it’s an absolute priority in my life. I’ve already gone on record that there was nothing funny about the scene in Knocked Up where they interrupt the fantasy baseball draft, because there’s nothing funny […]
Get Lamp
If you know what this documentary-in-progress refers to, your score has just gone up by 10 points.
Jack, Per Your Request…
I’m pretty decent at Photoshop. Enjoy your vision realized. I actually would’ve paid to see this movie, unlike the original.
395, Revisited
We took the ‘back way’ to Lake Tahoe, the 395. (Yes, in California apparently it’s THE 395, but in NY or Jersey we take 78 or 87) I was worried, a storm was coming to Tahoe and we’d be coming in on the 50, from Nevada. I’d been watching the weather reports and although they […]
Fame
John went to college with a few very famous people, as we have been learning. At the other extreme, I’ve been surprised by how few of the people I went to college with are famous. Famous isn’t even the right word; I’m not talking about Jodie Foster-style famous. I’m talking about having virtually no presence […]
Jack Silbert, curator