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Segue…

Sorry folks, I know you’ve all been waiting with bated breath for my next post.  However I am now in a rush to get all my things packed up to move from Manhattan to Poughkeepsie.  I’ll be pretty unengaged over the course of this week, however, so expect more posts.  A few hints at what I’m going to be writing on:

  • Consumerism, and how to avoid it?
  • The mind-body problem in science (a possible topic for my thesis)
  • Obama’s demographic problems

So, get excited!  Or not.  I think there’s about 30 people who visit me on a more or less daily basis.  Or just six who visit me five times a day.  Regardless, I know you all are out there, and I appreciate being read.  So please keep coming, and I promise!  By tuesday I will have something up.  Until then, wish me luck on my dreaded move-out-move-in.

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a last ‘hurrah!’

This week marked the last in what my friend has termed quite appropriately “the fastest summer ever.”  It’s to be expected of the synonymous “last summer ever”, as it precedes my senior (and, barring any major academic catastrophes) and final school year.  Graduate school may yet appear on the horizon, but as of now I’m staring down the abyss of post-school life, and it’s filled me with more than a little trepidation, but also a glimpse of readiness and excitement.

Zach came into town from Southampton for a few sundries and we decided to have a really decent meal before we both took our departures from the great city.  We went to Cookshop for dinner.  Waiting for our table, we had some St. Germaine’s Collinses.  After we sat down, we had a carafe of 2000 Bordeaux Sauvignon Blanc (actually the cheapest wine on the list) to wash down the glorious squid and scallop salad and tuna steak.  Our digestion was helped along by a glass of 2003 Sauterne.  I ordered this wine wholly on account of the fact that it was the first wine my Uncle drank after recovering from throat cancer (yes, it really is that good).

Afterwards, Zach and I hung out in his Uncle’s well-appointed apartment, watching (in steady, unwavering alternation) the new VH1 show “G’s to Gents” (in which, on a play on the time-tested cinderella tale, uncultured and typically Black men compete to affect the greatest transformation of etiquette and diction), and Cartoon Network’s “Adult Swim”.

The next day Zach and I had breakfast at Jackson Hole, a local diner, and then set off for the New Museum, located on the Bowery: Continue reading