i finished watching Angels in America, a ludicrously weird, funny, tragic masterpiece of a film. it really spoke to me. i'm not gay, i don't have AIDS, but i appreciate the optimism and hope that imbues the entire movi…

reviews of the albums i bought/illegally downloaded on sunday: kill bill volume 2: definitely slower and not as funky-bombastic as the first. perhaps i need to see the movie first. there's some good tracks, but not as…

Yesterday, I was sitting on my front stoop wallowing in my own private depressions when I saw a blind girl walking down the street. Or at least I assumed she was blind because she was wearing sunglasses and waving this …

For the umpteenth weekend afternoon in a row, I find myself staring out my bedroom window, drinking weak deli coffee and eating a sausage-egg-and-cheese sandwich. It's becoming a weekend ritual for me, actually. I gu…