Secret Bachelor Tuesdays


Apr
17
2007

We Left The House And This Is All I Have To Show For It

On Saturday night, Sean and I went to see The Essex Green playing live in some tiny bar in the Mission, and it was one of those concerts where you're standing about a foot from the band, and you could, quite literally, reach out and touch them if you wanted to. Personally, I did want to, but I made myself behave, because I figured I was already embarassing myself enough with the salivating and the OH MY GOD IT'S THEM THEY'RE LIVE. You remember what happens when I go to concerts, right?

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Apr
04
2007

Oh No She Didn't! Oh Yes She Did!

Here is the first thing you should know: I set my alarm for 6am on Tuesday morning so that I could get up and write the first Secret Bachelor Tuesday recap of the season before I went to work. That's dedication, baby! The second thing you should know is that at 6am when the alarm went off, I rolled over, said "screw that," and went back to sleep until 7:40am, and that's why Secret Bachelor Tuesday is actually most likely going to turn out to be Secret Bachelor Wednesday, especially if you're on the East Coast.

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Apr
02
2007

Thrill Seekers Need Not Apply

All day Sunday---nay, pretty much all weekend---I waited to use my new Dirt Devil. A Dirt Devil, for the uninitiated, is a hand-held vacuum cleaner, a possession that has been on my Hey, I Really Want That list for the last year or so, sandwiched somewhere between Tivo and that new mascara that makes your eyelashes visible from the moon.

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Feb
01
2006

No, I Won't Accept This Rose. Moreover, I Won't Accept Your Lime Green Sweatshirt And Your Pointy Chin.

When I was about 17, we read Ben Jonson's play Volpone in English class and I wasn't really into it. I was much more enamoured of the other two books we were studying---The Great Gatsby and Lyrical Ballads, I think---and every time Tuesday afternoon rolled around, I could hardly believe it was Volpone day again, because it seemed like we'd just had Volpone day and seriously, now we were having it again?

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Jan
19
2006

The Curious Incident of the Hammock in the Night-Time

On Sunday afternoon, a policeman came over to our house and all the lights were flashing on his car when he parked in the driveway. It's kind of awesome how policemen still make house calls; it makes you feel very important, like you have many leather-bound books and your apartment smells of rich mahogany. And it's not even like calling a plumber or an electrician to come out and see you, because you don't even have to pay! You just phone the police department up, say "I need a policeman!" and they send you one!

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