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I was party to an interesting conversation tonight. It was kinda’ illuminating in its own little way. One buddy of mine was complaining about his job. He was so frustrated that no one else in his department gave a shit what happened to the company, and the company didn’t seem to care much either. But…

Walking home from work, stifling the rage that had been bubbling up in me as my most-anticipated dinner plans slipped away in lieu of corporate damage control, I could think of but one phrase: deep and simple. This is, now, what it takes to gain attention for one’s album cycle: partial nudity, faux-lesbianism, fetish gear,…

I’m the kind of guy who walks to the Hudson in the dead of winter to catch golden hour light. Last night’s was spectacular. I caught an afternoon screening of ‘The Station Agent.’ It’s a sweet little independent film about a dwarf (Peter Dinklage) and the people who are drawn to him (Patricia Clarkson most…

This morning I ran a coupla’ miles to the start of the Gridiron Classic with my brother and Jennifer, then ran the 5k race with Jonathan and Fran, then — my celly blowin’ up with multiple calls from my boss — ran some seventy blocks home. A small change had to be made to MTVNews.com,…

When the phone rings at 4:23 in the afternoon and caller ID indicates an Indiana area code for a number you don’t recognize, you know something’s up. It’s my dad’s wife on the line, and she starts with a drawn out, “Benjamin?” Sure enough, something’s up. My father’s in surgery for an emergency appendectomy. Not…

I have no clean underwear. In fact, excepting the fly-less, too-small pair I’m wearing now (a gift that an ex brought me from Japan), there isn’t a pair of undies anywhere in the apartment. Not one. So what does that mean? Well, primarily it means that I have to get to the laundromat tomorrow to…