Tuesday, February 03, 2009

The Twenty-Something Diet

A few friends and I are currently on a steady diet of rice and beans. It's getting to the point where it's laughable what we're trying to do with it. Ever shred pecorino romano over jasmine rice and black beans? I certainly don't recommend it.

I've been paying special attention to my roommate's edition of The Joy of Cooking, free publications like Edible Brooklyn, and Zora O'Neil's blog Roving Gastronome for ideas. Not to mention the local Coop's foodstuffs.

If anyone knows of some other resources for cheap cooking in hard times, send them along to john at thimblezine dot com. I'll compile and share with the rest of you sad, sad children.

Also, if you'd like to make a donation so I may afford a copy of the Veganomicon, feel free to get in touch. I'm thinking benefit concert?

Friday, January 16, 2009


I might be possibly maybe losing my insurance soon. I think I'm going to go on a shopping spree with this knowledge. I'll get new prescriptions (antibiotics are free if I go out to NJ these days!), have lots of blood drawn (some stored for safe keeping), I'll get shot up all over, and maybe I'll have a hip replaced. You know, just in case I need one anyway in the future.

Do I COBRA, or don't I COBRA? Do I risk bankruptcy, or do I go for catastrophe (!) insurance? I sure as hell can't afford the Freelancers' Union's less-than spectacular offerings, so maybe I'll just take that temporary risk of vulnerability and see what lady luck throws at me.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Why I love Tina Fey

David Foster Wallace

I made a snarky comment to my friend about New School writing students and David Foster Wallace yesterday. I guess I should shut my mouth from now on:

David Foster Wallace, whose darkly ironic novels, essays and short stories garnered him a large following and made him one of the most influential writers of his generation, was found dead in his California home on Friday, after apparently committing suicide, the authorities said.

Via Jessa, Paco, and Carl Kasell.

Saturday, August 30, 2008


Lynda Barry recently inspired me to work on a long-form article on certain comics and their "story power." I wish I could post some sort of context to this thought, but the Best American Comics 2008 anthology won't be on the shelves until maybe October, and I don't want to get in some sort of legal trouble by spoiling anything. Regardless, amidst going back to school one night a week, keeping up the interviewing, and editing/writing Spanish lessons, I'll be doing some intense reading and re-reading to create something special come November.

Friday, August 15, 2008

Adventures in Housing

I was supposed to move into my apartment two weeks ago. The day before the big move, the apartment failed its plumbing inspection. Now I'm living in a temporary space under the same landlord on Greenpoint Avenue. This is my week in pictures:

As you can see, the boob light slowly filled with water, warped the ceiling, and thusly peed out the nipple into a garbage can.

Then, earlier in the week, I was greeting by a rainbow outside my window. Right over the Live Poultry Slaughter across the street….

Will J'Amanda murder her landlord?

Will Erik finish his Portuguese phrasebooks?

Will John overcome his psychosomatic phantom bedbug bites?

Tune in next time to see how our tawdry heroines fight their way into a real home!