February 2011
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Things I Do Not Understand And Definitely Am Not...
A Supposedly Fun Thing I’ll Never Do Again is a perfect name for a new nail polish color.
Things I Do Not Understand And Definitely Am Not...
The right way to tell her that there is something about her spirit that screams, “Yes, I am willing to be pushed over in pursuit of your dreams.”
Things I Do Not Understand And Definitely Am Not...
“Important mainly because of the words in the message.”
“Important mainly because of the people in the conversation.”
“Important mainly because of your interaction with messages in the
conversation.”
“Important mainly because it was sent directly to you.”
“Important because you marked it as important.”
When Gmail annotates e-mail by algorithm,...
Things I Do Not Understand And Definitely Am Not...
If it is time for the Spanx to come off and you can’t laugh about it, then the Spanx should probably stay on.
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I just called to say I love the episode of The Cosby Show in which Stevie Wonder’s limo crashes into Denise’s car and then, in an act of reconciliation, he invites the Huxtable family into the recording studio where he samples them speaking into his Synclavier, and then they all sing together.
Things I Do Not Understand And Definitely Am Not...
My profile in The New York Times.
Not on purpose. Not that kind of profile.
A full-length photo of me walking past the actual subject.
More accident than assignment.
(Printed across more column inches than I knew how to handle at the time. The angle, unflattering. The art review, fine.)
I did not tell anyone. A spectacular and silly secret to keep, I suppose.
And an insane lie as...