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The sky was raining ash as I handed a man a used snowboard with the silhouette of a naked woman holding a beer stein printed on it.
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Read 7 days ago and current, but nothing has been published for 16 months.
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Scenes From a Remarriage
It turns out if you don’t copiously document and subsequently post every milestone of your life on social media, people not only don’t know what’s going on with you, they are unaware of if you are alive or dead.
You’re Older Than You’ve Ever Been, and Now You’re Even Older
How old am I?
Some Are Bound to Live With Less / Who Can Tell Your Story
Not everyone in Los Angeles is insane.
Medical Masque
I remember when the Prozac first hit.
Long Gone Now
On the whiteboard, under the heading “Today’s Goals,” was written one thing: DNR.
Bye-Bye, So Long, Suicide
I’m telling Anthony about what I’ve spent the last six hours on, clicking through fragments of archived LiveJournals on the Wayback Machine in an attempt to piece together the countless indignities women I have never met suffered at the hands of a pornographic enterprise I hadn’t thought about for a solid decade prior.
This is the Dawning of the Age of Personal Branding
In last week’s newsletter, I made an allusion to a Vice article that was cut for being “too snarky.” As I was never able to place it elsewhere, I fail to see the harm in posting it now.
Toiling in the Content Mines
It’s not that the young are better, smarter, funnier, or have the most interesting perspectives–it’s that they are the most easily exploitable, and that is the primary reason why they are the creators of most corporate entertainment marketed as “cool.”
Where I’m Crawling From
It’s unsettling how easy it is to disappear.