Monthly Archives: September 2013

September 14th, 2013. Ow, ow, my head.

Last night was fairly incredible. I met my friend at Gotham Comedy Club to watch a standup comic named Godfrey do a set. He was excellent, I was rolling for pretty much the entire show. Two beers. We left the … Continue reading

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September 13, 2013. Late again.

Hello. You know me as duck. I’m busy.  I ate my sandwich while walking to a taxi today, and had my chips while in the taxi, and now I’m sitting outside of where my next meeting is, and my hands … Continue reading

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September 12, 2013. Rain delay.

Monkeys, I had an interesting evening last night, and I have very little time to explain what happened. I will do so, and I would like to, but for now it must wait. Time is of the essence, today. I … Continue reading

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September 10, 2013. Late morning wake up.

I got up late because we switched jam night to Mondays and by the time everyone left it was close to 10p, I was buzzing, and I ended up chatting with an old friend on WhatsApp until close to 1. … Continue reading

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September 9th, 2013. Office morning.

My good friend came to stay over the weekend because he had a class to teach here. Somewhat unbelievably, he was only here for Friday night, Sat, Sun and leaving today, Monday. I say unbelievably because it’s an 8 hour … Continue reading

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September 6, 2013

A good friend and collaborator who moved to West Africa recently is coming into town this weekend to teach a course. The university set him up pretty good. He lives over there with his wife and two sons, but still … Continue reading

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September 5, 2013

I walked down Amsterdam and into our staff meeting feeling solemn and disengaged from work. I wanted to start a fight or something. Some people are born needing more stimulation, more intensity, more action. It’s probably connected to ADD or … Continue reading

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September 4th, 2013

I used to love running to cadence. It made me feel like a man to be running in a pack of intense, violent beings who look out for each other. If I had grown up in East Harlem, I wonder … Continue reading

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September 3rd, 2013

Long, late night at a friend’s place. Dinner party, just 5 people, homemade Indian food. Exquisite. Highly motivated to cook more after learning so much last night. The guests left, one-by-one, until it was me, my date and the host. … Continue reading

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