From When Women Used To Send Me Their Poetry

Remembering how I used to exchange poems with strangers. This is from a college student, November 1994. mark, haven't seen you around in awhile :( i'm hoping that sometime you will send me another poem or a story or something, i...

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E-Mail to Robert Helps, 1992

Dear Bob, Hello. How are you doing? I was thinking of you last night when I ordered a Cape Codder at Kennedy’s Restaurant & Bar on West 57th Street. They made it exceptionally strong, I think, which may have...

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Farah Al Qasimi

I saw this on the side of a bus shelter and thought wtf kind of display advertisement is this?...

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WhatWhat

Being careful, and being ridiculed by strangers for it. Fuck you. I cough on your face. But...

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Disk Cleanup

I spent much of the afternoon deleting gigabyte after gigabyte of redundant content, left over as a byproduct of several server moves, content management system switches, domain name changes, etc. It is tedious and thankless...

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Industry

Sometimes I find evidence of work performed, industry exerted, and mental ignition lit over...

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Force of Nature

Here’s audio I made describing a woman I spotted while talking on a payphone yesterday. She paced back and forth outside a doughnut shop, drinking from a bottle of beer she carried in a black bag. She had a steely,...

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Family Tree

The family was having a good old time when dad decided to bring things down to earth by reading the family tree. He had a late-life interest in genealogy, suddenly becoming best friends with distant cousins he had never...

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Indent

The red-inked bloodbath teacher in these scans, Ruth Allyn, is, as far as I know, the only person...

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A Found Piano Playlist

I know I posted one of these before, the “Incantation”, but I’m not sure about the rest. Some of this is pedantic yet has its moments, while the “Song Without Words” is ace. Prelude, August 25,...

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Frames Madness

Some said that frames, an innovation from the labs at NCSA Mosaic, were and abomination, akin to...

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Riding the Bus

I found the view through the back door of the Q32 bus through midtown to be strangely interesting, like peering out the window of a...

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Stigma

Once in a while I jolt awake in the middle of the night, usually 2am range, remembering that hours...

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Record Everything

I am letting myself be recorded 24/7, or at least attempting continuous documentation. In this pursuit I finally did what I’d been curious about for years: I watched myself sleeping. I’ve have long wanted to explore...

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5,000th Post? Bah.

I have no reason to congratulate myself or even give this matter consideration. But I sat down to write this post, with nothing in mind for its content, and noticed that this, should I finish and publish, would be the 5,000th...

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More Smart City Fun

I quit writing about this, thinking I’d have no need to further document the shenanigan. I thought I had ceased its operation. But I’ll be revisiting the LinkNYC loudspeaker broadcasts sometime soon, along with other...

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What To Do?

I don’t know what to do anymore. I programmed a whirlwind of Perl/MySQL code yesterday, in...

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Key in Lock

I almost called this “Keys in Lock” but thought better of it. Only one key inhabits...

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