Ice Wives, Shuffleboard and Boondogles: A Random Interview with a Man who Lived in Antarctica

•July 2009 • Leave a Comment

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One day a few years ago, back when Myspace mattered, I received a friend request from someone who listed their location as “Antarctica” and I thought to myself, Oh, you hilarious Williamsburg trustafarian, don’t you realize you aren’t fooling anyone? But no, it turned out to be Richard Lamanna, a certified “Historic Hut Guide” who really and truly lived in Antarctica.

You don’t know this about yourself, but you harbor a deep seated prejudice against Antarctica. Admit it: you think Antarctica is just a whole bunch of cold and not much else, right?  I did. But then I struck up this correspondence with Richard and…well…things changed. Over time, I came to know the REAL Antarctica, a lush paradise where friendships bloom and the ‘acoustic sad rock’ scene is kickin’. I know you’ve all been waiting for this, a graphic, tell-all, behind the scenes look at living and loving in the coldest place on Earth. Well here it is! Strap on your snow shoes and prepare for enlightenment…

Q: Given that it is pretty difficult to come and go in Antarctica, what happens if you get in a fight with someone? Were there dramatic romantic encounters or brutal disagreements that led to anyone getting tossed out on an ice floe to fend for themselves?

A: McMurdo is basically a giant corporate entity and as you can imagine that does not sit well with people. It’s hard to be scrutinized constantly and have signs telling you how to do everything from walking down slippery stairs to using condoms. So yes, there is a lot of drama that leads to people being kicked out of Antarctica. If you want a good insight to that, there is a book written by a friend of mine called Big Dead Place, and he also has a website. The most recent example I can think of is the Jello incident of 2008! NPR even did a little segment on it I believe.
If you fist fight, you are thrown off the Continent. You are returned to LA and you have to buy your own ticket home from there. Your contract is void and you receive no bonus.
The romantic encounters are a bit brutal in themselves! There is a whole vocabulary for things that happen down there- words like ‘ice wife‘ and that sort of thing. A good article on that side of things was written by a good friend of mine as well, Emily Stone. I believe you can read it on her website.

Q: Nightlife in Antarctica is seriously underrated. Clue us in, Richard. What were your favorite restaurants, indie rock clubs, spas and/or Walrus viewing spots?

A: You jest- but I tell you what, living in Williamsburg now does not live up to the nights in McMurdo. With three bars, a climbing wall, a gym, an all night cafeteria, a bowling alley, pool tables, room parties, ping pong, and spontaneous illegal parties (the list goes on) I was always on the move. The best part is that since most people are only there for six months you form these really intense friendships that are always in the honeymoon stage. You stay up late having all those intimate talks that seemed to thin out after high school and get to know people- which life really lacks sometimes. I find it not only hard to meet people in New York, but also sort of inconvenient to make time for new people. In Antarctica there are only so many and they are around you all the time (which can be a blessing or a curse!)
As for cluing you in, well, the bar life is pretty easy: You have the Coffeehouse, a wine bar with room for shows (lots of acoustic sad rock had been played there). There is the chill bar. Gallagher’s (my favorite) is a divey country bar complete with shuffleboard and an arcade game (with Burgertime!) This bar has room for a dance floor and harder bands play here along with DJ’s (you think I’m kidding…) Then there is the dark, smoke-filled Southern Exposure. This is where you go to hear heavy metal or hard rock and smoke yourself sick. It feels like a dirty expat bar in Thailand.
Q: What exactly were you doing in Antarctica and how long were you there?

A: Well each time I went I did something different. They say the first time you go, you go to see Antarctica. After that you go for money. I think that’s pretty accurate. My first year I was a dining attendant. My second year, I was a recreation coordinator. And my third year I was supply manager for the kitchen, which basically means moving beef knuckle and pork shoulder-butt from the freezer into the the thaw box and setting up for parties. All three years I took on extra jobs such as bartending at my favorite of the three bars or pin setting in the old fashioned bowling alley that was down there.
Mostly though I went for the friendships and the opportunity to travel. I would work six months then travel six months then return. It’s a good life if like me you find yourself a bit on the nomadic side.

Q: And how cold was it, really?

A: Well that depends- I usually go down during ‘Winfly’ which means winter fly-in. I come when it’s still dark and cold. The lowest temp I saw during that time was -70 with windchill. During summer (which is when most people go), it’s in the 20’s, not that bad, especially since the sun is out all day by then.
Q: So, when you lived in Antarctica, did you hang around out outside much?

A: Believe it or not, I did. There are a lot of opportunities for all sorts of people in McMurdo (that is the base I worked at, off the New Zealand side of Antarctica on Ross Island). There are a ton of hikes you can do, which I always tried to take advantage of and tons of outdoor activities. On our one day off (Sundays), Recreation would usually throw parties in the bars and lead outdoor  activities including camping, bmx bike races and things like that. I tended to enjoy my time outdoors in Antarctica a lot. I ran my first marathon there, learned to skate ski, turned a cafeteria tray into a sled, hiked as much as possible and ran outdoors almost every day. The best outdoor activities though are when you get a ‘Boondogle,’ which is a trip off base. I was able to take a snowmobile to a Penguin colony and hang out a few times; I am also a certified Historic Hut Guide. These are the three Huts that the original explorers of Antarctica built and are still standing. People on base and from around the world come to visit them and I was able to give them tours. SO depending on how proactive you are, you can do as much or as little as you want outdoors. Before Werner Herzog visited and wrecked a snowmobile we were able to take those out every now and then, but now you can only use them after being trained.
Q: If I were leaving for Antarctica tomorrow and could only bring one thing, what should that thing be?

A: Something funny and entertaining that could be enjoyed with a group of friends. There is nothing better than stupid little things to take up your time with friends. My favorite was the travel catchphrase. But you would be surprised how ingenuity and imagination are the best tools for fun at the bottom of the world. I guess I would say, if nothing else, bring your camera!
Q: Who should I contact if I want to go live and work in Antarctica?

A: This year it’s going to change- but one could always check on the National Science Foundation’s Website. Up until this year it’s been the evil arms dealer Raytheon Polar Services
Q: Please name one small good thing about Antarctica.

A: Community. Friendship. That feeling you get late at night sitting up with people chatting about personal things. I swear, it’s something we take for granted as adults- it feels so good to get to know another human being intimately.

A Tiny, Yet Tasty, Curated Tour of MJ Vids

•July 2009 • 2 Comments

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Today, the day of MJ’s big public memorial and private funeral, we will join the legions of fans ignoring his dark side, as the New York Times puts it, and just focus on the jams. We will not link to People’s video timeline of MJ’s changing face (insert conspicuous lack of link here) nor will we discuss his legal troubles, except to note that the guy was — ahem — never actually convicted of anything. (Besides, you can read about all that junk in the Rolling Stone MJ commemorative issue that comes out on Friday) But we WILL link to this hilarious recent interview with Quincy Jones who answers intriguing questions like, “You were there to witness the strange evolution in Michael’s appearance. Did you ever step in and say anything about it?”

So here it is, ladies and ferns, a short, curated, compilation of the choicest Michael Jackson videos. Most are live videos and I omit Thriller and the rest of the 80’s classics that scream LOTS OF MONEY WAS SPENT MAKING THIS SO PAY ATTENTION!!! We’ve already seen them a billion times. Enjoy and feel free to leave your own recs as well…

1973:  The little boy prodigy. His voice is so pure it’s like gold stars are streaming out of his mouth. And he’s got all the moves. Michael Jackson with The Jackson 5 on Soul Train performing “Get It Together Or Leave It Alone”

1979: A grown up Michael, radiating joy in this disco classic against a backdrop of cheesy Powerpoint dissolves, continues to stab us in the face with his adorableness Don’t stop til you get enough

1983: Which is more awesome, Micheal performing Billie Jean live with the Jackson 5 or Michael’s icon-making performance of Billie Jean at Motown’s 25th anniversary?

1993: For sheer spectacle, you can’t beat MJ’s superbowl performance.

1995: Okay, his face is getting a little hard to look at by now, but this performance of ‘Dangerous’ at Soul Train’s 25th anniversary show is a dazzling piece of choreography. The man’s moves are still like buttah.

2001: I am really and truly a big Britney Spears fan, but unfortunately, she is the ultimate loser in this particular celebrity smackdown — a duet between Britney (then 21) and Michael (then 41) of The way you make me feel” at the”Michael Jackson 30th Anniversary Celebration”. Both are really singing, not lipsyncing, and the contrast between the two pretty much takes your breath away. Basically, MJ comes off as still ass-kicking and Britney as merely blonde. Sorry, Brit.

2001: Did you know that Micheal Jackson and sister Janet earned a Grammy nomination for their collaboration, ‘Scream‘? I didn’t!

2009: How can a person be so alive one day and so dead the next? Rehearsal footage for his upcoming series of comeback concerts shot two days before MJ died. How many of us will be this fleet-footed at fifty?

R.I.P. Michael Jackson. I will always cherish my vinyl copy of Thriller from the 4th grade.

Secrets of a Sane Parent: John Lynch, Father of Newborn Twins

•July 2009 • Leave a Comment

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I know this is a controversial perspective in some circles, but I consider kids to be a good thing. And from that standpoint, John Lynch has THREE good things! Two of his good things arrived very recently, in tandem. (Sorry to keep calling your children ‘things,’ by the way, John.) Whenever I see John, no matter how much poop he has scraped away that day, he is always as cheery as a crisp apple, bursting with life and full of projects. For those of us still on the pre-kids, a-cat-is-hard-enough-to-keep-alive, side of the divide, this is an intriguing phenomena. Because kids aren’t what scares us, but rather, their parents. So without further ado, ladies and gentleman, John Lynch presents: Secrets of a Sane Parent.

1. What I like about you and Wendy is that you have not gone off and gotten practical haircuts and reduced every aspect of your lives to things child related. You still do things like build houses, write books and play in rock bands. So what is the secret to having kids and still having a cool life?

I have always considered my current haircut the pinnacle of practicality — I cut it myself with clippers in about 10 minutes: what could be more practical?  But I get your point.  What is the secret?  Neglect your kids so you can appear to be “having it all”!  No, seriously, I think the key (having watched many couples do what they do with varying degrees of success) is simple: support each other.  I know, it sounds stupid and Deepak Chopra-like (though I have no idea what he sounds like), but if you care about what makes your partner happy (because seeing your partner happy makes you happy), you make choices and compromises that allow your partner to be happy.  The crazy thing is that if you do this, unless your partner is a dick, your partner will likely reciprocate. Boom.  Done.  Cool life.  No one gets to do everything they want to do, but no one is left feeling like they’ve given up everything.  It also helps if one half of the partnership has very very small aspirations and doesn’t actually care that
much if they happen or not…

2. What is your average day like and how much sleep do you get?

On average, the boys are still only sleeping about 3 to 4 hours between feedings.  On rare occasions, they will go 5 hours at night — these are gifts.  Feeding, changing and getting them back to sleep takes about 30 minutes for two people, or 45 min to an hour if you are flying solo, since the kids have to cared for sequentially instead of simultaneously.  This means that, in general, our sleep at night is interrupted every 2.5 to 4 hours or so, we do our 30 minutes of work, and then back for another couple or three hours of sleep. Surprisingly, you just kind of adapt to this, though I think it’s been harder for Wendy (oh, and Wendy sometimes has to pump breastmilk after the feeding to keep her supply up, so sometimes she has to stay up another 20-30 minutes after I go back to bed, so that might contribute to things being harder for her…).  So that’s the average night: I usually fall asleep around 11 pm, up anywhere between midnight and 2 am for a feeding, back to sleep for a few hours, up again between 3 am and 6 am, and then possibly back to sleep for a couple hours (unless it’s now 6:30 am, and then sometimes I just stay up…).  I think I’m averaging about 5 to 6 hours of sleep a night.  I’ve never been big on sleep — I think it’s overrated — so this hasn’t been terrible for me.  I am definitely more tired these days, but that’s what coffee is for.  The average day is still being established.  We just hired a nanny who comes for 6 hours a day, 5 days a week.  This has been great for allowing us to get work done between 10 am and 4 pm.  Breakfast and dinner are kind of the same: keeping babies happy while trying to feed everyone else is like juggling cats.  It’s different every morning and every night.  Sometimes we can actually sit together and
eat (Sam, Wendy and I), and sometimes it’s just chaos, with one of us feeding a baby while cooking noodles for Sam and the other one changing a diaper and dreaming about running away with the circus (where one would hone one’s cat juggling skills).  On average, everything is taken day by day, minute by minute.  You just react to everything as it comes up.  This is good for me (never good with plans) and horrible for Wendy (a planner to the core).  But we’re doing it because what else are you going to do?

3. Having newborn twins and one non-newborn, but still quite small, child sounds overwhelming. What are the tiny pleasures that help you keep your equilibrium throughout your day? Are there any rituals that keep you afloat in a time of maximum stress and minimum sleep?

In the early weeks, when my body was still adjusting to less sleep, I required calm in the morning.  This came down to two things: coffee and music.  And the music I was listening to was music that I either hadn’t listened to in years (if not decades) or music that I rarely listened to: renaissance choral music (Tomas Luis de Victoria is my favorite, but also Josquin Des Prez, Ockeghem, etc), and quiet jazz piano (Bill Evans, mostly).  I would wake up and my nerves would be frayed, but I’d put on some music and it was like, “ok, I can do this… one minute at a time…”  And the ritual for staying calm in the evening was basically the same, but you just substitute beer for coffee.  Just have to remember: stimulants in the morning, depressants at night.  Don’t get mixed up!

Also, a very consistent stress-reducer has been (don’t laugh!) re-runs of Friends.  Wendy and I used to watch Friends when we first started dating — we actually looked forward to Thursday night date-nights with Friends and Seinfeld, etc.  So Friends has been with us from the beginning (1995) and is like comfort-food.  We have a DVR, so I set it to record every re-run on every channel, so every time Wendy sat down to pump or breastfeed, there would be “new” episodes to watch.  Chandler, Joey, Monica, Phoebe, Ross and, of course, Rachael… very calming…  They’re like crack.

4. What is one small good thing you can recommend for a parent? It can be anything (including this Michael Jackson video of ‘Dangerous’ live that I have watched fourteen times now).

One small thing?  Hmm…  I like my baby sling.  It looks silly and like I’m inappropriately appropriating other peoples’ culture, but I like how it tightly holds the baby to my chest (unlike other baby carrying apparatuses [aparati?]) and you can feel his warmth.  Also, it puts the baby to sleep almost immediately, no matter how angry the baby was before it was put in the sling. The only downside to the sling is that it can only hold one baby.  I’ve seen youtube videos of mom’s carrying two babies in two slings, but I haven’t attempted this daredevil maneuver yet.  I actually did a post on my blog partly about the sling (with photos):

my answers were longer than I intended.  Sleep-deprivation gives me logorrhea.

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You can read more about John’s wacky misadventures on his blog.

Good Porn Vs. Bad Porn: An Interview with Editor Megan Gerrity

•July 2009 • 3 Comments

I know, it is too early for porn. You have scarcely digested your news-foods and morning coffee. Nonetheless, here we are, wondering where the good sexy stuff is. Well, it so happens that my friend Megan is a longtime editor of such things. What is it like to be living the dream? I decided to ask her.

1. What is the official editorial name for this stuff you edit?

Romance and erotica. There are subcategories (Romantic Suspense, Erotic Fantasy, etc.) but you can pretty much sum it up as romance and erotica. Erotica is usually more explicit, but the line between the two seems to be blurring more and more. I’d say, in general, romance has sex scenes in service to the plot, and erotica has a plot in order to facilitate sex scenes.

2. Last we talked about, er, things, you mentioned there was a tendency for authors to animate just about any object so that someone could have sex with it. Could you comment on some of the more egregious examples?

I don’t remember this conversation, so I’m not sure. I heard a story from an editor about a book where there was a computer or something that was sentient so the character could have sex with it? I’m a little fuzzy on remembering the details.

I haven’t come across a lot of object-sex, but I have seen a lot of supernatural scenarios – werewolves, vampires, mermaids (which creates interesting logistical issues), were-lions, were-tigers, were-rats, were-anything really. Laurell K. Hamilton is probably the queen of that genre. She started with vampires, then werewolves, and now the world of her books contains pretty much any half-human, half-animal combo you could think of. There was even a were-swan at one point. That human/animal combo seems to be the trend in the books I work on. It lends itself to a pretty easy “the beast within” metaphor. And vampires are still pretty popular across the board.

3. I know this goes against my protocol, but what was the all-time worst porn-type thingee you had to edit and why?

I don’t want to offend any authors/fans, so I won’t get into too many details, but there are two that stand out. One is the all-time worst just because it was a bad book; poorly written, unsexy-sex scenes, grammar and tense problems across the board, a plot that didn’t even make the barest of sense. I’d qualify that as the worst because of the quality. It was just too distractingly bad to be good escapism.

But in terms of bad porn, it was one of the first erotica books I worked on. It was short stories that all involved the same fetish, something that could be considered degrading by some people. The stories might have been fine individually or in small doses, but I ended up doing the whole project in a few days, and it was just too much. Whereas a lot of the erotica is written from a kind of joyful perspective of sex and romance (characters still tend to end up in stable domestic situations at the end, whether that’s married or in a functional foursome; it’s still the stereotypical “happy ending”), these fetish stories were a pretty dark perspective on the whole thing, at least to me. At the end of that project I just kind of felt sad for people.

4. Can you describe some of the many delightful sub-genres out there for different audiences? You know truckers, receptionists, televangelists…

There aren’t official sub-genres, but there are definitely audiences being written for. When I first started my job we worked on a series of western novels with the typical adventure and sex combo that were described to me as “porn for prisoners and truckers.” I told this to a male friend who asked, “Isn’t porn the porn for truckers?” Another male friend told me that he remembered those westerns as his coming-of-age moment, thinking he was picking up a book about gunslingers and ending up with barmaid sex scenes.

The boundaries between what makes a romance or erotica novel versus a fantasy novel or fiction novel with sexual elements is interesting though. I’m not privy to how those decisions get made, but it seems like a marketing issue. In the same way that “chick lit” was a big deal ten years ago and now no one uses that term. What can we call it to market it to the group of people who would be most interested in this story. I’d assume the usual stereotypes are in place with this genre – that guys aren’t reading a bunch of erotica novels or Victorian-era romances; that women aren’t picking up the dirty westerns. But I don’t know what the sales statistics are on any of these.

The interesting thing to me is what people are writing about and how the bar gets raised. The first few books I worked on seem tame now compared to some of the current books. There might have been a story of a woman torn between two men, and her sexual adventures with both, before she chooses one and there’s a happy ending resolution. Now I’ve worked on at least two books that have ended with the characters in polyamorous relationships, and totally happy about it. And these are pretty mainstream books and authors.

5. Ok, let’s get down to it. Where is the good stuff? Who is writing it, why read it and where can we find it?

You can get all the books I’ve worked on at major chain bookstores, and there’s usually some kind of Adult or Erotica section at B&N or wherever. As for why read it, I guess why not? At my ten year high school reunion a number of old classmates couldn’t stop talking about how much they liked this series or that series when I told them what I did for a living. And then a few got into a little too much detail about how the books had spiced up their marriages. So there’s that. At their best, I think the genres just like any other: a good book, at minimum, lets you escape into another world for awhile, and why not a sexy world as much as a romantic world as much as an alien world as much as an intellectual world? A good story’s a good story.

My favorite romance series is by Claudia Dain (“The Courtesan’s Wager,” “The Courtesan’s Daughter,” etc.). The series takes place in London in the 19th century, and the books are completely cheeky and intentionally hysterical. Dain has a really good ear for the dialogue and details of the time, and there are laugh-out-loud parts in them. Because they’re time-specific, they are pretty chaste as far as romance goes, but the double entrendres and the saucy dialogue seem, weirdly, naughtier than the more modern explicit stuff.

For the explicit stuff, some of the Susan Johnson books are pretty engaging, writing-wise, but they are incredibly explicit. If someone wants down and dirty reading, that would be the way to go. Emma Holly is pretty readable, and often classified as romance, but it’s pretty envelope pushing and I think she might do some erotica too. Honestly though, the erotica books all start to blend together for me. I don’t really remember who does what series or what the plot points were or the writing quality was after the job’s done.

This isn’t a romance or erotica genre, but Charlaine Harris’s Southern Vampire series (what the HBO show “True Blood” is based on) is great. It’s usually listed as Fantasy or Horror, but it has all the hallmarks of some of the good romance books – lots of well-written sex scenes amid just a generally engaging plot and all around good writing. Plus, you know. Vampires and werewolves and all sorts of things that go bump in the night. But sexed up.

6. Is your job fun? Do you sit around fluffed up and titillated all day or might you just as well be editing computer manuals?

Well it’s not like editing computer manuals, that’s for sure – you are reading romance novels. What that means for how enjoyable it is really comes down to how good of a storyteller the author is. There are some books that are a chore to get through, and it doesn’t matter how many sex scenes there are or how creative the set up is – the writing is just tedious and boring and it’s a chore. But there are other books that are well done, with writing that zings through or characters that are developed well enough that you’re engaged in the story. That’s when it’s fun and titillating, because the author’s done their job as an author, and created a realistic cast and world. Even if that means sexy sexy vampires.

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Megan Gerrity is an editor, writer and radio commentator. Listen to her three recent pieces created for the public radio show, The Lake Effect, in Milwaukee:

On being a Roller Derby crush

Writing a novel in a month

And why she is excited about the start of baseball season

Also, check out Megan’s blog about picking yourself up and moving on.

Become an Art Collector for $20

•July 2009 • Leave a Comment

When we get rich — clearly just a matter of time — we will buy art. We will buy one of those intriguing photographs by Jenny Gage, of sun-struck, rootless California girls, and then hang it in our bedroom. We shall splurge for a super-glossy Takashi Murakami sculpture for the living room. We will take photos of the cat sunning itself on our new Murakami with our smart phones and then shoot them off to our friends. Jesus, this is going to be so much fun!

But until that time, we have to admit…our budget for buying original art is small. Okay, it is very, very small and we don’t really want to talk about exactly how small in a public forum, but let say it’s just small, ok? Still, $20 is a price everyone can agree on, especially if part of that $20 goes to charity. Every week Tiny Showcase puts a new limited edition print up for sale. Usually only 100 – 200 prints are produced and the best are always sold out within hours. The cost? Rarely more than $20. And a portion of the proceeds always goes to a charity of the artist’s choosing. Occasionally, Tiny Showcase will also surprise you by offering a sculpture of your favorite cheese, a t-shirt or a hand-crafted book. But mostly they do prints, and they do them very well. The one thing worth mentioning about these prints is that they are quite… tiny. Around 5″ by 6″. But whatevs, that way there will be plenty of room on your wall for that awesome Richard Misrach landscape. When you get rich.

Recent Tiny Showcase print by Jen Corace

Recent Tiny Showcase print by Jen Corace

Fish, yes — FISH!

•July 2009 • 1 Comment

We all had a fish once. A Beta, perhaps, that sat limply in a bowl on our dresser. Or a bunch of fish in a  little tank whose comforting whirr lulled us to sleep at night. We loved their fluid grace and their brilliant colors, their self-contained lives always accessible for our voyeuristic pleasure. But one day the Beta floated limply to the surface and a guppy got stuck in the water filter and we called the whole experiment off. We did not want to cope with the all too frequent death of our tiniest aquatic friends. Life was already too complicated.

But we still love fish! Which is why we can’t put down Claire Nouvian’s, The Deep: The Extraordinary Creatures of the Abyss. No Kindle or other thingee that encases words and images in hard plastic and pixels will ever give you the kind of pleasure this oversized, lavish book of photographs of otherwordly bottom-dwellers does. BUT, Ms. Nouvian has also created a gallery of her stunning photographs available on her website for all of us to gawp at.

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Become a Yale Scholar —for Free!

•June 2009 • 1 Comment

We all have a few choice words to say about the cost of college tuition and the ridiculousness of spending tens of thousands of dollars for easy access to beer pong when we could have just put our money in Google stock instead and been rich by now. And the truth is, we were too busy huffing the intoxicating fumes of freedom back then to actually show up at class anyways, right? But now is the time to consider remedying some of the regretful gaps in our education. Why? Because now we can take classes, for FREE, at Yale University. What?!? Yale, you say? But, I don’t live anywhere near New Haven! Fear not — these classes have been videotaped and are available online through the Yale’s ‘Open Courses’ program, so you can still sleep late, have a margarita for breakfast and keep an eye on your  Texas Hold Em game.

On a serious note, programs like these have the potential to revolutionize the world of higher education by giving everyone access to classes taught by the world’s foremost scholars, regardless of where they live or what they can afford. Cheers to that!

Here are some intriguing options:

Frontiers and Controversies in Astrophysics

Modern Poetry

Game Theory

Introduction to Psychology (I have it on good authority that this class is amazing)

Classes are offered in the following subjects: Astronomy, Biomedical Engineering, Classics, Economics, English, History, Philosophy, Physics, Political Science, Psychology and Religious Studies.

Numero is Uno and “No Stars” Trading Cards

•June 2009 • Leave a Comment

I have to admit, the digital era has left me longing for another age, a craving satisfied by old things made of wood and creaking leather, Victorian lace, hardcover books, paintings in gilded frames and … anything put out by Numero.

I once spent every extra dollar I earned on a midwest tour on Numbero titles, scouring record stores for the familiar white cd jackets and stenciled series numbers. Numero isn’t about new music. No, they are too busy prying unheard musical gems from the vaults of long dead labels and reissuing them in impeccably designed volumes. Each collection comes with a svelte booklet full of photographs and includes a cultural history of the unknown singers, producers and label mogul wannabees who toiled far from any established music ’scene,’ their studios buried deep in Texas or in some industrial cranny of Columbus, Ohio. Funk, soul, samba, gospel, Americana — Numero’s catalog leaves skidmarks across just about every genre you can think of. Cds? Check! Vinyl? Check!

And can you believe that Numero also recently issued their own series of “No Stars” collectible trading cards featuring the forgotten musicians that no one ever cared about? As George Eliot once said, “the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs.” Amen, Numero.

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Ode to a Dead Magazine

•June 2009 • Leave a Comment

I refuse to believe that Nest is dead. It lives on, in some parallel universe, where a rich, eccentric and brilliant publisher continues to pour money into something beautiful and weird for little return. This is what Nest did: They selected a roster of reknown writers (Edward Albee, Miranda July, Mary Gaitskill, Chris Ware), hand-picked a bunch of photography rock stars (Jim Goldberg, Nan Goldin, Mitch Epstein) and sent them around the world in search of incredible design stories. The locales never hewed to the predictable palatial homes of rich people. Dorm rooms, yurts, woodsheds, toilets, igloos — all were worthy subjects so long as interesting design was at play. And the packaging was always a surprise,  enlivened by some kind of twist — a scratch n’ sniff cover or pages with scalloped edges. Sigh. I still miss you Nest. See everyone on Ebay!

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The first good thing better be good…

•June 2009 • Leave a Comment

…and it is. Four years ago, Fuel, a London-based design company, started up its own publishing company and since then they have been putting out books that are so brain-squeezingly interesting, not to mention creamy to the touch, that it makes you fall in love with print all over again. It also helps that they are Russophiles and that their catalog features such esoteric topics as an analysis of crime as a genre and reproductions of vinyl sleeves from rare library recordings. But my all-time favorite is ‘Home-made Contemporary Russian Folk Artifacts,’ by Vladimir Arkhipov, a book of color photographs documenting household items that Soviet citizens had to fashion themselves during times of scarcity. Each creator, or descendant thereof, is interviewed and a grim, yearbook sized photograph of them is also included. The results of all this earnest striving to reproduce the most commonplace of items by hand are always touching and often hilarious. I have given it as a gift three times and counting.

A glimpse inside the book 'Home-made Contemporary Russian Folk Artifacts,' by Vladimir Arkhipov, from the Fuel Publishing website

A glimpse inside the book 'Home-made Contemporary Russian Folk Artifacts,' by Vladimir Arkhipov, from the Fuel Publishing website