tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58300992012-02-16T06:39:26.871-05:00decadence.lionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06954617315208843626noreply@blogger.comBlogger7391100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830099.post-4326541388745367202011-09-21T10:56:00.003-04:002011-09-21T10:58:52.692-04:00

An autumn house warming.

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Hello from Amsterdam. It's about one in the morning, early Monday. Everyone's asleep and I'm in the living room typing in the darkness, listening to George Michael's Cowboys and Angels.I like this song. I remember first hearing it in the early mornings when dad would drive me to school. I was thirteen, maybe fourteen, and I'd be sprawled out half asleep in the back seat. For some reason or other,

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Europe in several hours. I'm leaving the iPad at home and bringing a physical book instead. An experiment I suppose.

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Form letter for all the boys who attended Mo's bachelor party in New Orleans:Hey honey bunny,I know you must be wondering how the weekend went - I thought I'd sum up our awesome adventure in a note! I know we're not supposed to tell anyone what happens during bachelor weekend but I know you can keep a secret!So here goes....Napa Valley is the most wondrous and tranquil place! Magical even! I

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I JUST ORDERED A BIKE!

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I JUST GOT A DYSON!

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We have a map of the piano. Dark and vast, like the sky in her soul.

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best.valentine's day.ever.

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Calm breakfast of hot soba with miso and mushrooms amidst a flurry of work and life.

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O that awful deepdown torrent O and the sea the sea crimson sometimes like fire and the glorious sunsets and the figtrees in the Alameda gardens yes and all the queer little streets and the pink and blue and yellow houses and the rosegardens and the jessamine and geraniums and cactuses and Gibraltar as a girl where I was a Flower of the mountain yes when I put the rose in my hair like the

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I kinda want to suggest The Magnetic Fields: Luckiest Guy on the Lower East Side as the main song. Oh you know what I'm talking about.

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I wonder if I need to go away again.

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I have been advised that we have secured Sundance tickets to Troll Hunter and Beats, Rhymes & Life. Score!Sidenote: Troll Hunter was actually playing at a local theater when I was in Oslo. However I was worried that I did not understand Norwegian and there would be no English subtitles.

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Back in the country after 2 weeks of running around. Brought back pseudo-cheesy t-shirts for the roommates that I'd actually wear. Given the amount of culinary adventuring, I'd guess that I'm twice the size. Gym mother fucker gym. Beefcake baby, beefcake.It's about six on a Sunday morning and I'm torn between trying to go back to bed, and cleaning up, making breakfast, doing some work. Perhaps I

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Resolutions for 2011Keep that credit card at home. (Cancel that card?)Eat mostly fish and vegetables.Sustainable fish of course. No more shopping.No more shopping. You don't need anything else. Do not argue.Exercise 4 times a week, cardio.Work during work hours. Focus, do not be distracted.Buy my own apartment.Save money.Buy those shares. Hold.Floss every day, also gargle. Stop living beyond my

lionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06954617315208843626noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830099.post-3334130967208115422011-01-05T14:24:00.000-05:002011-01-09T09:47:25.124-05:00

We stopped by Republic Polytechnic this afternoon for a visit, checking out student portfolios and having a discussion with the department heads about curriculum and internships in interactive technology and arts. That's Uncle Han pre-briefing the team.Saw some pretty amazing student work, but I think they need to crank up the competition and creativity. Being decent isn't good enough anymore,

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Toby's daughter Madison is ridiculously adorable.

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I am in Singapore. I actually got here maybe a week ago, but took a side trip to Penang with my mother and brother. A culinary side trip to be exact. We roamed the city in search of the best wanton noodles, Penang char kway teow, Hokkien prawn noodles and lord knows everything else. Yum. It was a marathon of epic proportions.In any event, I am back in Singapore. We've made it to the last day of

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"They look like battleships on the horizon. It's quite disconcerting."

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There is a bag of maybe 50 Island Creek oysters in the fridge. Oh yeah.I am tempted to figure out pasta with oysters, garlic, breadcrumbs, and maybe shiitake?

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The last days of summer.

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Jeremy and Jennie got married last week and threw the coolest summer camp wedding ever. We got our own little wood cabins and kayaked and canoed and swam and lazed around making cocktails.

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Sort of ridiculous:Bachelor party last weekendWedding this weekendWedding next weekend+ bachelor partyWedding the next next weekendWedding the next next next weekend

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So, I love my iPad. Love, love, love. There are so many interesting applications and possibilities dealing with multitouch and tangible user interfaces. Kinda brings me back to the physical computing prototyping days. Downloaded the SDK and hopefully will find some time to hack around a few things.The downside is that now I want to buy all sorts of things for the iPad. Oh, and I've named her

lionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06954617315208843626noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830099.post-91680070146262306942010-07-01T10:15:00.001-04:002010-07-01T10:16:45.798-04:00

Going to a bar called "The Violent Hour" doesn't seem like a good idea.

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Happy Father's Day dad!!!! Sharon got married last week and it was the most amazing wedding ever! I'm still sorting through the thousand photos I took!

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Alright, no more shopping for the year. Out goes the credit card. It's not as magical as it once was - apparently someone does tally the numbers up. Fuck.That said I just bought my first Band of Outsiders suit! I guess I'm going out with a bang.

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Overheard in Fenway Park:Crowd: "Beat LA!"Old dude: "Why does everyone keep chanting that? The Lakers are going to win."Hipster: "You're crazy."Old dude: "I live in Phoenix and I have season tickets to the Suns and the Lakers are the best team in basketball."Hipster: "You live in Phoenix? You're a racist."Old dude: "You better watch it kid, I'll pop your head off."Hipster: "You're about as cool

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Found a post-it note from a while back detailing a dream I had.Scene 1got arrested for - taking a shower on a Saturday- wearing a ring over 2 fingers- wearing a collared shirt under a jacketapparently all 3 while I was in the showerScene 2carrying a baby sabretooth home. they have a neat way of sharpening their own fangs. AND they have geolocation. somehow. the baby sabretooth is really cute, but

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It's a strange moment, the moment of creating characters who up to that moment have had no existence. What follows is fitful, uncertain, even hallucinatory, although sometimes it can be an unstoppable avalanche. The author's position is an odd one. In a sense he is not welcomed by the characters. The characters resist him, they are not easy to live with, they are impossible to define. You

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Modest Mouse. Little Boots. Interpol. The National.Today is strange. Working hard it seems, but somehow listless. Spoke with Lawrence and Sharon today. We talked about wedding details and speeches and suits and mommy being excited about the whole affair.

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let me lie a bit longer. i want to see how this dream ends.

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There were a few days in Austin. It was my first time and I loved every moment of it. I was at a hotel for a while, then crashed at Jamie and Lauren's. There was a lovely dinner party on Thursday and I met a random bunch of kids - amongst them a photographer, a tileworker, and a food stylist who made that chicken on TV look wondrous amazing."Oh I heard that people use mashed potatoes to simulate

lionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06954617315208843626noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830099.post-51787749582521106902010-03-12T21:52:00.000-05:002010-03-19T10:56:09.482-04:00

"You going to South By?" she asked."Oh you mean South By Southwest" I replied. "No one calls it South By."I guess everyone calls it South By. Oops.

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In horse racing, Dutching is a method of betting on multiple horses in a single race. It's Dutching with a capital D because apparently Dutch Schultz, a New York gangster came up with the idea. Typically if you're not as confident about a sure winner, but have a decent opinion of a few horses, Dutching would make sense. Obviously the odds are different depending on the horse, but hey at least you

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Chris and Aliya got engaged in Paris so there was a party when they got back.Dark limos.Cake.Cigarettes.Stairways.

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“I myself did not want to sleep because I had been living for a long time with the knowledge that if I ever shut my eyes in the dark and let myself go, my soul would go out of my body.”- Ernest Hemingway"Sleep and death have long been intertwined, with the ancient Greeks creating a colorful genealogy to explain it. Nyx, the goddess of the night, gave birth to twin boys: Hypnos (sleep) and

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I just woke up one day and knew.Knew what?What I was never sure of with you.

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I sent this to someone recently.I love what I do, although sometimes I fall into a rut and get listless. My dream might be a toy designer. Something that makes children happy.I can sort of cook - I like frying up spam. I have been learning how to make hash browns. I love eggs and potatoes in all forms.I am allergic to smelly cheese. I suspect it is psychological.If I'm really drunk, sometimes I

lionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06954617315208843626noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830099.post-68213856867092522502010-02-14T17:16:00.000-05:002010-02-14T17:17:55.871-05:00

“the best way to deceive someone is first to deceive yourself,” because you’re more convincing when you’re sincere.

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These days when it takes over I tend to lie down, dizzy, scared. My heart's not racing but I need to calm down.I'm not out of breath but I can't breathe.I do nothing and I hate it.

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( jena malone, by elias tahan )In a parallel universe, it's me you can't resist.I don't ever go into the office anymore. Well they're clearing it out in March. But still, I don't think I've spent more than a day a month there in over 6. I bet I have a ton of crap mail. I've asked her out to the Magnetic Fields show next week. I kinda miss cigarettes for the times when you think too much.

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Love love love her hair.( Katie Shillingford, Fashion Editor at Dazed ) found via jak and jil

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Happy birthday Dad!!! I miss you so much!!!!

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I've been having strange dreams again. Since around Christmas. I keep visiting the same places. There's a hotel or resort that's always there. There's a mansion in the middle of a field and I'm floating around holding on to a blanket like a parachute, hiding from the guards. There's an enormous pool maybe 200m long and 100m wide, really deep, with fish and coral in it. People swim laps.And for

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Hm. Someone dropped some sequins by my bed.

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Lounging on a bed in the dining room / temp-bedroom of a large house in New Jersey. Hello dear Christmas, I used to hate you but now you're alright.(Neon Indian - Deadbeat Summer)Mom's on a cruise somewhere in Asia. I don't think her cellphone works out there on the water.

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Found an email from me to me from last night:Equation game. Factors. Guess. What. Gets harder.

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Christmas party on Saturday. We will also be celebrating Anna, Mo, and Leo turning a year older!

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fondness makes the absence longer.

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November November

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So we threw a halloween party. Well, I did. All the other roomies were MIA. But it was fun.

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I don't know,if I like being depressed this much.

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panic attack? why?

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Fall for October

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it's strange how some dreams seem to get the better of you, sucking you in and chewing you up. i crawled out of bed this morning anxious and unable to breathe. it felt so real.

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Got some awesome photos of Iz and Anna at the beach from maybe 2 months ago. They're using a few for their wedding website!

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Found some awesome French house mixes on et musique pour tous.Waiting for her to call. Anxious.

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It seems I am quite smitten with her.

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"You have to go into an alley, past dumpsters and trash and make a left and you'll find our door with light bulbs around it."DINNER TIME!

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In Berlin. We brought some clients out to dinner last night.

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Headed to Duxbury for the Island Creek Oyster Fest, then a flight to Berlin tomorrow.

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Songs for September

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A soundtrack for the week08-26-2009

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New favorite artist: Thomas Doyle.

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This is what Thursdays are for.

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there was a lasater grasslands beef grill-off. in new haven, connecticut.

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i wonder.

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Photos from that Jackson Hole adventure, occurring between 27 Feb 2009 & 02 Mar 2009.

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I fucking love you.And it's ridiculous.I didn't say that but I wish had or will.

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We had lunch at granny's. I like being there. Peaceful, quiet, calm. Nothing and amazing.

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Funny, I wasn't sure about what I wanted. Now I'm not sure I'm happy about where it's going.Is it pride or did we really want something?Back to Boston in a few days.

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What a journey. Tired. Awake, unfortunately.There was a shuttle bus to Geneva, then a train to Paris, then maybe thirteen hours of flying across the world to get here. Far away so close.The plane landed at about ten or so this evening, and they couldn't find my bags. Tomorrow the meetings begin at nine and I'm probably wearing jeans, a grey t-shirt and purple sneakers. Thank God I didn't wear my

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Dear dadHAPPY FATHER'S DAY!!!!I miss you. I love you.

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(ps) I kinda miss her.

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Chamonix - Mont Blanc. I sleep well out here. I like the quiet, the green, even the rain. We arrived late last night and found a dish of gratin dauphinoise waiting for us. There were about 25 of us for lunch and then 55 for dinner. Then the groom and the bride and all the friends came over to our chalet and we sneaked in bottles of champagne and white wine. I like being out here.

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At Bistro Paul Bert with the cousins.

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Paris

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The Verizon dude was just here installing a land line. As he's finishing up, he's like, "Hey you know this apartment used to be a Red Sox rental right?""What?""Yeah, I was here a while back installing a line for Mike Stanley, and he said he heard about it through other Red Sox dudes."That's right. This guy. We're in a line of champions.

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It is annoying as hell trying to type with a sling on.

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I found out today that I fractured my shoulder in Jackson Hole.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD! HAPPY 64th!I miss you loads! Wish you were here!

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Manic pixie dream-girl."that bubbly, shallow cinematic creature that exists solely in the fevered imaginations of sensitive writer-directors to teach broodingly soulful young men to embrace life and its infinite mysteries and adventures."I've been informed that she's my type, but that I should stay far far away from her.

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I seem to thrive on damage control.

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In my room. Drinking a glass of vodka and soda and ice looking to my right, curtains are drawn snow is falling outside. I heard we'll get 10 inches tonight! they said. Will the white snow boots make an appearance? I don't know.Weird Fishes/ArpeggiIt's January. Haven't written for a while. What has happened. I was in France, then England, then back to Boston. I might've written about that. October

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Then I think about what life was like before I met consequence and wonder if I should’ve passed on the introduction.- What would Don Draper do?

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