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February 2003
War Stories
February 28, 2003
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
February 21, 2003
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
February 19, 2003
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
February 14, 2003
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
February 12, 2003
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
February 10, 2003
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
February 07, 2003
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
February 03, 2003
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
