Posts Tagged: absurdity

Our Lust for Control

2014 gave rise to technology that helps us seize control of our bodies, minds, space and time. “At any street corner the feeling of absurdity can strike any man in the face,” Albert Camus wrote in 1942. We’ve been struck

Our Lust for Control

2014 gave rise to technology that helps us seize control of our bodies, minds, space and time. “At any street corner the feeling of absurdity can strike any man in the face,” Albert Camus wrote in 1942. We’ve been struck

Culture Wars: The Rise and Fall of Word Empires

What Google Books can teach us about hummus, God, and the Internet. I recently discovered Google’s Ngram Viewer, which graphs the historical frequency of words in the corpus of books. It’s similar to Google Trends, a tool to explore search volume

Culture Wars: The Rise and Fall of Word Empires

What Google Books can teach us about hummus, God, and the Internet. I recently discovered Google’s Ngram Viewer, which graphs the historical frequency of words in the corpus of books. It’s similar to Google Trends, a tool to explore search volume

The Fifth Best Bartender in Northern Brooklyn

(in the style of Shouts & Murmurs) Who am I? Well, some have called me the fifth best bartender in Brooklyn. Northern Brooklyn, to be precise. I invented the award winning, “The Somewhat New Old Fashioned.” It really captures my

The Fifth Best Bartender in Northern Brooklyn

(in the style of Shouts & Murmurs) Who am I? Well, some have called me the fifth best bartender in Brooklyn. Northern Brooklyn, to be precise. I invented the award winning, “The Somewhat New Old Fashioned.” It really captures my

NOTES IN TRANSIT

Muddled ruminations after a whirlwind DIY weekend. AIRPORT Public restrooms depress me. The bright fluorescent bulbs that only manage to cast a dim light. A solar eclipse. The lines, the cabinets, the repetition, the scratches on the wall, the way

NOTES IN TRANSIT

Muddled ruminations after a whirlwind DIY weekend. AIRPORT Public restrooms depress me. The bright fluorescent bulbs that only manage to cast a dim light. A solar eclipse. The lines, the cabinets, the repetition, the scratches on the wall, the way

Afternoon Art

Really love these works by Brooklyn-based artist Jason Bard Yarmosky. The series features life-size portraits of his grandparents in various mediums, combining whimsical childhood imagery with wrinkled spirits and understated sass. Gives us something to which we can aspire in

Afternoon Art

Really love these works by Brooklyn-based artist Jason Bard Yarmosky. The series features life-size portraits of his grandparents in various mediums, combining whimsical childhood imagery with wrinkled spirits and understated sass. Gives us something to which we can aspire in

If this was New York City…

I came across the hilarious blog “If this was New York City…” in Flavorpill and from a couple friends. The author describes the raison d’etre as such: “I spent most of my adult life living in New York City, and

If this was New York City…

I came across the hilarious blog “If this was New York City…” in Flavorpill and from a couple friends. The author describes the raison d’etre as such: “I spent most of my adult life living in New York City, and

Lost in Translation

“If you can explain it simply, you don’t understand it well enough.” – Einstein This past week, I returned from a “suuuper fantastico” vacation in Barthelona (insert prolonged sigh of jealousy here).  Spain, as always, induces decadent desires for siestas,

Lost in Translation

“If you can explain it simply, you don’t understand it well enough.” – Einstein This past week, I returned from a “suuuper fantastico” vacation in Barthelona (insert prolonged sigh of jealousy here).  Spain, as always, induces decadent desires for siestas,