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What follows is an actual email exchange between myself, one of my most-esteemed colleagues, and one of our journalist heroes. From: KL Sent: Tuesday, March 20, 2007 1:43 PM To: BW, RM Subject: From a film publicist — note the underline ref at the end… In addition to an interesting plot, there’s a character arc…

Like my friend James says, it’s not like you stop spinning you wheels. I was walking home Thursday night from another twelve hour day reinventing the Network of Fun. The weather had deteriorated from sunny, calm and sixty to cloudy, blustery and thirty in anticipation of Friday’s Nor’easter. I was woefully underdressed in my sweater…

Democracy should spread on its own accord, by choice. But I guess President Bush made it clear in the 2000 elections individual choice — votes — a democracy do not make. Sound familiar? I wrote that sentence exactly four years ago today, in the hours just subsequent to Rumsfeld’s beloved “shock and awe.” The post…

Abbi and I walked down Broadway in silence, our breath trailing somewhere behind. Save for the rogue plow and off-duty cab, the snow-covered, ice-choked city was still asleep. Late Friday afternoon, and as the streets locked up with frozen rain and snow and the airlines threw in the towel, I watched online as eight Amtrak…

I’ve taken to doing speed work in the mornings. Basically, I sprint a quarter mile, then recover for a half mile, then do it all again. It’s supposed to make me faster, and thinner; alternating intensity helps one lose weight faster than a steady pace. This morning, as I rounded the top of The Reservoir,…

Sam said I buried the lead. The truth is, it was a double murder. The subject line read, “Benjamin Wagner Invites You To Rock And Muthafuckin’ Roll!” The details were as follows: Host: Benjamin Wagner Location: Rockwood Music Hall 196 Allen Street, New York City When: Sunday, March 25, 7:00pm Phone: 212-477-4155 Join Chris Abad,…