Archive for May, 2007

Soggy Blogging 101
Thursday, May 31st, 2007

Thanks to everyone who came out last night for yet another fun and exciting evening of Blogstravaganza For Beginners — you were a fabulous group, particularly since you didn’t band together and mutiny in the blistering sauna of our non-air-conditioned lecture room. All future classes will come complete with climate control, or I will personally [...]

Double Talk
Wednesday, May 23rd, 2007

I’m packed into the Friday night Metroliner, a travel artery for upwardly mobile professionals hitting weekend destinations along the Eastern Seaboard. A man claims the seat next to me, nodding a stiff greeting before retreating into his Blackberry. He’s in his forties, trim, with a full head of hair and a caramel tan. He wears [...]

The Best Creative Nonfiction, Vol. 1
Friday, May 18th, 2007

I’ve posted about it before, but now it’s actually materialized and is getting ready for release: The Best Creative Nonfiction, Vol. 1, coming to bookstores in July and available for pre-order on Amazon. From what I’ve seem (which admittedly isn’t a ton) there are some amazing pieces in there by a diverse and talented group [...]

Parental Fixation
Monday, May 7th, 2007

Parents are funny. It’s as if, at the moment they first lay eyes on their offspring, their brains get affixed with an “Obsessive Worry” mechanism that kicks into overdrive every time the child approaches physical danger. Yes, I know — I haven’t experienced the existential joys that are procreation and child-raising, so there’s no way [...]

Bring On The Freak
Friday, May 4th, 2007

As reported by my former cohorts at the Huffington Post, I’ve been hired by the uber-smart authors of Freakonomics to be the editor of their soon-to-be-upgraded website, Freakonomics.com. I’ll be writing and editing posts, working on video content, recruiting other uber-smart economists, authors and journalists to guest blog, and just generally handling any and all [...]

LA Redux
Wednesday, May 2nd, 2007

Another cloudy spring night, another in the seeming endless line of shmoozy Manhattan parties. (”But we have to keep going to them!” New Yorkers always say. “That’s why we live here, right?”) Spotting a few familiar faces, I head for a nearby banquette, where S and T lounge in front of half-empty martinis, looking bored [...]