When someone is called “A good writer” what does it mean? Do they flaunt acerbic wit ala tycho [http://www.penny-arcade.com] or Oscar Wilde? Do they ignore the conventional trappings of grammar and become a literary darling ala James Joyce? Simultaneously weave a spellbinding yarn and milk a blockbuster
Unbuttoned to mid-waist, sporting sparse chesthair, slicked back hair high fiving over margaritas and Michelob ultras. Sasha and digweed. Commiserating herd of girls, pedicured, the entire chanel counter inventory plastered to their skin. Fake smiles and compliments. Investment bankers, premed, prelaw, big firms, fortune five hundred brown nosers, gung ho
Sainthood May 6, 2005 Tim Donlan “What do you think about death?” he says, sitting on the brass bench in the engine room. Around us are the knobs and dials of navigation and engine pressure. All the gages and stopping points and half-assed second rate engineering. “If this ship were
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the course we are traveling on. This bright new century, issued in with hype and promise, stunted awake by tragedy, then slowly rising, bleary eyed, mildly confident, etcetera. There’s the promise of a digital reawakening, the remaking of the media [http:
Was fooling around this morning with this little flash thingy: http://www.deviantart.com/view/8666529/ It’s a pretty cool simulation of chain reactions and emergent behavior. In a way, it’s very similar in principle to Conway’s game of life – atomic elements that react with neighbors to