May 2012
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I was starting from zero in terms of rebuilding a social circle—so, a lot of...
– This and other Sorority tales, online now at DCist.
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April 2012
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March 2012
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Write it down so I can read you Write it down and I’ll believe you Sing it louder — I can play it Don’t make me say it Don’t make me say it
Half a decade out, the face-clawing, soul-gouging, heart-exploding new album by Dan Fishback is upon is. Get more.
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Today is the 2012 deadline for submissions to Fort Reno, the annual summer concert series for D.C.-area bands. Each applicant is required to write a statement explaining who they are and why they want to play the Fort Reno stage. Here’s what I came up with.
My name is Daoud Tyler-Ameen. I’m a 27-year-old New York native, and a resident of the District of Columbia as of early 2011. Art...
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February 2012
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Sunday.
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January 2012
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Resolved: There are wrong ways to be semi-nude.
Thumbs down for ladies: Shirtless and bra-less with jeans.
Thumbs down for dudes: Shirt up top, nothing below.
Shirt plus undies is approved for both. (Dudes must remove socks.)
Thoughts?
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Before I forget: The songs I listened to most in 2011. You may note a theme.
Land of Talk, “It’s Okay” (2008) Rediscovered on shuffle, quickly deployed as my go-to “late-night stroll to think about the future and stuff” soundtrack.
Superchunk, “Digging For Something” (2010) Purchased the day I moved to D.C., listened to intently on the train. Was...
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2012
I missed a lot of marks. I blew a lot of deadlines. I did an awful lot of worrying. And I learned some things. Here’s the one that stands to be most valuable to me this year, from an August Times article about decision fatigue:
“Good decision making is not a trait of the person, in the sense that it’s always there,” Baumeister says. “It’s a state that fluctuates.” His studies show that...
December 2011
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It’s good practice for creative folks to hang around people who do the thing they do, but better. My boy Lars Gotrich (real name, no gimmicks) is really, really good at listening to music, and crossed my path in a year when that very skill — one I’d taken for granted for my entire existence — seemed to be slipping through my fingers. He doesn’t know it yet, but we’ll be...
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November 2011
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October 2011
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