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SOLIPSISTER: American Workplace
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Thursday, August 19, 2010. I have now been informed that she is moving, too - to the other side of the floor, from whence I have been banished. The clean side, with all the light and the people. First they took my stapler, and then they took my friend. And the space bar on the keyboard barely functions, and the keys are sticky. It's a good excuse to type hard and angrily. The one with nothing to talk about but mortgage securities and The Hobbit? Why didn't he call me, dammit? View my complete profile.
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SOLIPSISTER: Angels We Have Heard On High
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Friday, December 11, 2009. Angels We Have Heard On High. Another day, another over-the-top Victorian Christmas tea party for three year-olds at a billion-dollar loft in SoHo. And as a point of interest, Vicodin isn't so much a party drug as a birthday party drug. I'm assuming all, but Edie and I only tried out two of them. We discovered the first after Edie ran into the living room completely bare-assed - her tights down around her knees - exclaiming, "Mommy! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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SOLIPSISTER: Smiles of a Summer Night
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Saturday, June 19, 2010. Smiles of a Summer Night. It's summer. And if there's one thing the Solipsister hates it's having to look at other people's toenails. A decent set of pedi-digits is a rare thing. Thanks, Havanias, you've done enough. Siiiiigh. Please write something for my publication. And get together with me to troll the city. June 19, 2010 at 8:54 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Http:/ matthewklam.blogspot.com/. Http:/ lamusewritersandartistsretreat.blogspot.com.
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SOLIPSISTER: Fearless
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Thursday, November 19, 2009. I was going to an event. The thought was alarming. Both a diva and a supernumerary? Could he integrate my splintered psyche for me? If so, I'd probably buy a lip gloss, too. But alas, I was met with a young lady who wanted me. To make all the decisions. The shade, the shimmer level, the density of application. It was a disappointment. I'd have ride the rails on my own. Such are the laws of self-transformation. I so want a photo. March 4, 2010 at 9:02 PM.
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Sunday, December 2, 2007. Today there was a story in the New York Times. By the way, she changed her name to "Diablo Cody.". Peter was fascinated by the story but I must say, for a young, bourgeois Gen Y female like herself, the stripper thing isn't such a big wow. The choice of names elicits at most an eye-roll from me, but I guess "Diablo Cody" is way more palatable than simply "Diablo." Screenplay by Diablo. And they said, Stringfellow's. What's that? It's a great job, we can totally get you in. I hav...
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SOLIPSISTER: May 2010
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Saturday, May 8, 2010. I Drink Your Milkshake. Back in the halcyon days of Barney's on Seventh Avenue, there was a greasy spoon so close to it you could smell the neckties. It was the kind of place where you sit at the counter and order a side of fries and a Coke. Then smoke a cigarette and read Spy Magazine while you waited for your meal to arrive. I know. When you're at a diner and you find yourself ordering a mesculun salad, is life even worth living anymore? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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SOLIPSISTER: Upset at the Oscars
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Saturday, February 23, 2008. Upset at the Oscars. Because the blogosphere needs more Oscar predictions, I'm doing my bloggerish duties and throwing mine in the ring. This week I was starting to get the nagging feeling that Juno was going to sweep it. Best picture, best original screenplay. What an upset! A little movie with a big heart (and no stars! Killing There Will Be Blood, pummeling No Country For Old Men. There would be a TWBB blacklash (well-deserved) and rumination over whether we even liked.
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SOLIPSISTER: Sentimental Lady
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Saturday, January 16, 2010. Today while Peter was making lunch (seared scallops with braised kale and black beans. No joke. For lunch! She began showering me with questions about this little Wolfgang: how old is he now? Do I know him? Will she ever meet him? And I told her how he wrote this music a long, long time ago, and that he has since died. She got that very concerned look on her face and asked me twice: "he died? He died, Mommy? Or does she just sense a certain reverence in my tone, which triggers...
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SOLIPSISTER: I Drink Your Milkshake
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Saturday, May 8, 2010. I Drink Your Milkshake. Back in the halcyon days of Barney's on Seventh Avenue, there was a greasy spoon so close to it you could smell the neckties. It was the kind of place where you sit at the counter and order a side of fries and a Coke. Then smoke a cigarette and read Spy Magazine while you waited for your meal to arrive. I know. When you're at a diner and you find yourself ordering a mesculun salad, is life even worth living anymore? May 15, 2010 at 9:31 PM.
