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So I've been banned from avidlistener.com.
I exceeded the 644-click limit.
Compared to what's happening to me right now, this is excellent news. Here's my timeline:
9:13 P.M.: The Chinatown bus to Boston is nearly empty. The passenger in front of me is wearing the same "brown with white stripes" shirt as me. Neither of us acknowledges our fondness for the other's shirt. Awkward. I prepped myself for my mission, a Rush concert, by listening to some of the songs I would hear the next night.
11:09 P.M.: The Chinatown bus makes its routine stop at McDonalds,…
"You better not lie," the song tells us, but flying reindeer and a benevolent fat guy in a red suit is hardly an advertisement for truthiness.
A nuclear physicist reviews Plutonium: A History of the World's Most Dangerous Element, arguing that understanding the element could help us construct a rational policy for dealing with its dangers.
Mistakes—we all make 'em. Why, just yesterday a kindly friend corrected my typo "Little Deuce Coop" before it appeared in print under my byline. But what if your oops involves a thermonuclear device?
It's scary how frequently that has actually happened.
Our popular "Recommended Components" issue begins its lucky life as this daunting stack of faxes.
We are working on it now.
David Murray has a new jazz album out. A decade or two ago, this wouldn’t be worth a shrug (though it would be worth a trip to Tower); he came out with two or three jazz albums every month. Those of us lucky to live in New York could also go see him lead his big band at the Knitting Factory every Monday night and see him play in a half-dozen other bands, as leader or sideman, at clubs all over the city. Then, in the mid-‘90s, he fell in love with a French woman, moved to Paris, broadened his musical palette (playing with Guadaloupean drummers, for instance)—all to nourishing effect, but the…
The New York Times has a dating column? The things you miss if you don't buy the Sunday Getting & Having edition.