Ah, that day when my friends Sara and Lance and I went to the Hirshhorn gallery to see the Laurie Anderson exhibit, and turned around to discover that we were being followed by… Laurie Anderson.
Commuting on the precipice
The car in front of me was swerving erratically. The reason was obvious: the driver was chatting on the phone, holding it to his ear while he drove. Which, of course, is illegal. He continued to swerve, and the next [more...]
September 16, 2009