Logos & Such
1,219 Words. 5 Minute Read.
Life is odd at times. You work so hard for what you want, and when you get it, you don’t know that at that very moment, that’s as high as you’ll ever feel, and with each subsequent interaction, it loses its excitement and newness, until you become indifferent about seeing a movie screening at Peachtree Golf Club. What the hell is wrong with me?
A Case for Cashmere (but not for YETI)
1,531 Words. 6 Minute Read.
I had the distinct pleasure of participating in a decadent sartorial rite of passage this week – I wore cashmere socks for the first time. You heard me right. Cashmere socks are a thing, and to quote Jerry Seinfeld’s girlfriend, “They’re real, and they’re spectacular.”
24 Hours in NYC
877 Words. 3 Minute Read.
“Post-COVID” New York does not look like “Pre-COVID” New York. There just aren’t as many people. That said, it’s still packed with humans. And not just your run-of-the-mill humans, but that self-absorbed species that parachutes in during the holidays to take hundreds of selfies between West 48th and 51st, undoubtedly scrutinizing each photo for double chins and lazy eyes in a futile attempt to show their “followers” - all 317 of them - how fabulous their lives are.
An Illustrated Life - Artist Brennan Seward
1,012 Words. 4 Minute Read.
STANDING 6 FEET 4 INCHES TALL, WITH RED MUTTONCHOPS, and a penchant for dressing in full Highland regalia, kilt and all, Gordon Cummings, a big game hunter from Scotland, returned to the U.K. in 1848 with 27 metric tons of wildlife trophies from his excursion in Africa. The man known as the “Lion Hunter” then went on a lecture tour with spellbinding stories of stabbing a hippopotamus to death, battling a 13-foot python, and killing countless species that heretofore were relatively unknown to his fellow 19th-century countrymen.
Back to School
291 Words. 1 Minute Read.
It’s no secret that I’ve long missed college. If I had it to do over again, I would’ve studied classics at Dartmouth, joined the ski team, and set my sights on teaching at Yale after getting a PhD in literature. The point is, I never would’ve left a college campus.