Curb Your Enthusiasm
God help us all, I am twittering. Or tweeting. Or whatever you want to call it. Feel free to follow my nonsense.
When You Can’t See the Web for the Trees
Man — where the hell did *I* go?
Quite a lot has happened in the (yikes!) five months since I last updated this site. Chief among them: I moved to Los Angeles. That photo above? That’s the view from the deck of my tiny house in Eagle Rock, which I moved into sight unseen. Well, not totally unseen. The landlord e-mailed photos and then a friend of mine checked it out on my behalf. She said, “It’s really cute. The view is AMAZING. But David: it’s really, really small.” She wasn’t joking. My first night in town, another friend asked me if my new place was nice, and I said, “How do you feel about coffins with a view?”
But that was early June. It’s now mid-August and I’m happily settled — enough so that I’ve put together the following news round-up. Have a look; it’ll feel like no time passed at all.
Other People’s Parents: Sue Gardiner
(Sue's Chucks: Warmer Than Crocs)
Other People’s Parents is an audio series I’m just getting off the ground, consisting of recorded telephone conversations I’ve had with — well, other people’s parents. In this inaugural installment, I spend a little time talking with my friend Sarah’s mom, Internet sensation Sue Gardiner.
Human Care Bears
(Image by Paul John Higgins, Chicago Reader)
This essay about “the R word” and the ways in which we portray the mentally challenged ran as the cover story in the February 25 issue of the Chicago Reader. Read the rest of this entry »
Behind the Taliban, Punch Lines
For the last year and a half or so, I’ve devoured any little bit of information I could find on Four Lions, the new feature by British comedy maverick Chris Morris. Cowritten by Jesse Armstrong and Sam Bain (the creators of Peep Show), it’s a farce that follows a group of jihadis as they attempt to pull off a large-scale terrorist attack in London — only their plans are continually undone by their own egos and petty bickering. Read the rest of this entry »