February 2003

War Stories

For two years in college, Tara and I lived in a dingy teetering apartment complex called “The Casbah” where we threw ragers and took a thousand embarrassing pictures of ourselves – the two of us slamdancing in the living room,... more

Heeeere's Johnny

This week my interview with John Cusack ran in The Austin Chronicle. The interview was to promote Cusack's latest film Max, which he also co-produced, about a Jewish art dealer in Post-World War I Germany who befriends a young Adolf... more

Give Friedman a Chance

Since I have little to say today, let me direct you to someone who does. New York Times columnist Thomas Friedman is one of the only journalists who consistently helps me make sense of the current, dizzying political climate. His... more

Five Little Songs About Love

In honor of Valentine's Day. (I have made all of this up.) #1. He wakes up alone to an ashtray brimming with evidence. Rough night. The kitchen smells of dog food and dishwater and lettuce gone brown and syrupy. These... more

Me & Oscar

I have this memory: Me, biking down an alley. What am I, like 8 years old? It’s April in Texas, and I am praying for snow. I don’t EVER pray for anything, but I am praying for snow, angling with... more

I Don't Want to Buy Anything, Sell Anything, or Process Anything as

On Saturday, I was catching up with my friend Tara, who lives in DC. Toward the end of the conversation, I casually slipped this in: “Did I mention I interviewed John Cusack?” “John Cusack?" She gasped. "Oh my God, you’re... more

Clinton on the State of the Union

I’m still a sucker for Clinton. I was late joining his appearance on Larry King last night – and thereby missed the most important questions about Iraq and North Korea – but in case you missed all of it, here... more

Big Trouble for Li'l Smoky

Dear Sir or Madam who broke into my car, I sure wish you hadn’t done that. I was quite attached to my stereo, although (thanks to you) my stereo is no longer attached to my car. That stereo’s a nice... more