Blow your tuneless trumpetI will be silent this morning as I await a "staff meeting" that may conclude with me being handed an empty copy paper box. In the meantime, if you're looking for something fun to do tonight, you could do worse than to go see Broken Social Scene and special guests at NYU's Kimmel Center. Five bucks! Look ma, what a bargain. [UPDATE: No one had their ass handed to them. Yet. It was more like one of those "The beatings will continue until morale improves" dealies. Thanks for your well-wishes. I'm starting to devise my Plan B strategy, just in case. Just for the hell of it, I might apply for a writing gig at the New Yorker. Apparently they're not terribly picky these days.] Posted by Dana at 10:17 AM
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Jam Shtik To Do For GigsFingers are crossed.
Posted by: zeebah at February 19, 2004 12:11 PMCrossed fingers here, too.
Posted by: aine42 at February 19, 2004 12:28 PMwhy, who got hired at the New Yorker?
Posted by: Vidiot at February 19, 2004 12:55 PMSurely you must be joking.
Posted by: dana at February 19, 2004 01:13 PMWhat's "The New Yorker?"
Posted by: jonmc at February 19, 2004 01:27 PMAw, you're not nearly inisipid enough for them these days.
(Vidiot: Aitlin-cay Anagan-flay. Shhh.)
Sweetie, you might want to try somewhere with a higher journalistic and literary bar. Like, say, Redbook or Ferret Fancier or Watchtower, you know, places that are "keeping" "it" a little more "real."
Posted by: Chico at February 19, 2004 02:57 PMC'mon, without those fabulous 9 ft. Banana Republic gatefoldouts I'd have slightly less to masturbate with. Plus, Stephen King has a new book out! Where else am I getting hiped to that kind of street dope?
Posted by: dong resin at February 19, 2004 03:07 PMRedbook?
Fuckin' Maoists!
Posted by: jonmc at February 19, 2004 03:26 PMOh. Her.
I was 'bout be gettin' all up in yo'face if you was frontin' on Anthony Lane.
I can't stand her either, and words cannot describe the heart-sinking feeling of disappointment that accompanied the arrival of the current Atlantic with her cover story. (And Cullen Murphy was doing so well, too!)
Posted by: Vidiot at February 19, 2004 03:53 PMAll kidding aside, I have no clue who this chick is. Should I feel ignorant?
Posted by: jonmc at February 19, 2004 04:08 PMnah, Jon. She's a hack writer for the Atlantic and other magazines. She tends to write these odd social-conservative articles about sexual politics: how women should stay home and be Fifties housewives, and mash notes to Dr. Laura, etc.
I'm not really sure, exactly, since I rarely make it through one of her articles without flinging the magazine aside in disgust. Click Chico's link above for Maud's take.
Posted by: Vidiot at February 20, 2004 08:21 AMOh wait, that chick. I think I may have written to Maud to semi-defend the lady. But that may just be my quasi-contrarian streak
Posted by: jonmc at February 20, 2004 09:58 AMHey! I was in Redbook! Twice! Ya buncha magazine elitists.... why I oughta.....
So is everything OK, dana?
Posted by: tizzie at February 20, 2004 12:35 PM