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On Bethany Beach, Delaware, August 17, 2014

Was just there. Last week's weather so pleasant it bordered on the prosaic, including a lovely Tuesday evening thunderstorm. Dolphins almost every day.

Posted on August 19, 2014 at 9:13 am 0

On "the dead Box canyon where my heart lives now"

Suck it Jim Behrle this is my house now

Posted on February 4, 2014 at 4:02 pm 0

On I Enjoy Being A Lesbian

I li(c)ked this

Posted on June 14, 2011 at 3:09 pm 2

On The Last Female Staff Reporter Quits the 'New York Observer'

What's the ratio at Radar On Line these days?

Posted on November 4, 2010 at 12:36 pm 0

On The Job Board: Have a Job? Want One? Inquire Within!

Looking for a VP of sales. Are such people allowed to read The Awl without bursting into flames? If so, then: obviously, VP-appropriate-level client and agency contacts, experience in enterprise-level partnerships for media/technology. Mobile a big plus. Job's in NYC. Real serious motherfuckers only may inquire at cmohney@blackbookmag.com.

Posted on July 21, 2010 at 5:40 pm 0

On The Thrillist Junket: In Their Own Words and Pictures

"Even as my potential fling part II fizzled, I did manage to form a relationship with a lifestyle brand, which did nothing short of bend over backwards for me."
http://www.blackbookmag.com/article/thrillist/19251

Posted on June 7, 2010 at 12:40 pm 0

On Who Are You Awl?

I am not here.

Posted on May 11, 2010 at 5:08 pm 0

On Chart Roulette v. Chat Beat

hah, I'm glad to see my infection of Cho with the ChartBeat virus has spread to the rest of the Awl staff.

Posted on March 24, 2010 at 4:03 pm 0

On The End of the 00s: Made in New York, by Joel Johnson

Joel called me a dick in his first email to me long ago but it was in a welcoming/congratulatory way. And that pretty much set the tone for working in This Industry that I love so well. I've had middling enthusiasm for some installments of this series, though many have been great too ... but this one is over the fence. Well done.

Posted on December 29, 2009 at 10:46 pm 0

On Remember "Remo Williams"? I Didn't Think So.

Not only did I see this movie in ye olde theatre -- but by the time I did, I had already stopped reading the dozens (hundreds?) of Destroyer books on which it was based. Sort of a bloodthirsty nincompoop's Nancy Drew, the books were a group-written hodgepodge of 70s serial crap. Wonderful stuff for a nine year old who couldn't get into "Mack Bolan: Executioner". Chiun had an evil twin named Nuihc; it was eventually revealed that Chiun's real name *was* Nuihc, and the nova-Nuihc was an evil student of his that took his name, and so, to distinguish between himself and his evil student, old-Nuihc reversed his name to Chiun. I also remember Remo losing interest in sex because he had mastered the instant-orgasm-touching thing in so many ways that making a woman come was too easy and boring for him (as was killing people), so he really had no outlet for his many frustrations. I think there was also a killer android that Remo eventually befriended. And there was a billionaire villain who offered people outrageous sums of money to do the things they claimed they'd never do; he offered a fortune to a thug if said thug would beat his (the thug's) grandmother to death with a twig. Thus ends my Remo Williams memory dump.

Posted on July 10, 2009 at 9:51 am 0