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Super Bowl el-vee-ay-ay-ay
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I once met Bern Nadette Stanis on my lunch break
On April 17, 2017 I walked to lunch at Peachtree Center and Bern Nadette Stanis (aka Thelma from Good Times) was in the food court selling books and photos. $20 very well spent.
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Iron Sheik was a Real American
When the Iron Sheik died in June, Atlanta Magazine asked me to write a short remembrance. I wrote about how he used humor to transform his public persona from heel to hero.
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Twitter was a joke genre that I’ll miss.
Like New Yorker cartoons, Twitter jokes are a genre that only make sense because of the medium. I’ll miss that and feel petty for hating the owner more for ruining my phone than I do for his naked fascism.
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Tips for reporters who can’t get Taylor Swift tickets
Taylor Swift tickets are the most in-demand concert tickets in my social circle since 2001 when Radiohead played at Stone Mountain. I’m not comparing their commercial stature – I’m saying my social circle has changed. In 2001 it seemed like all of my friends wanted Radiohead tickets. In 2023 it seems like all of my…
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RIP: Oakhurst Cheeto?
(RIP = Restoration In Progress) Shocking news from Oakhurst — a city crew is right now removing the Cheeto sculpture from Harmony Park. What’s going in its place? Something safer such as giant, spinning razor blades? Maybe a cauldron of molten iron? I’ll always be grateful to the Cheeto. It taught me that my children’s…
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Midspring Murders
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Beethoven Meatballs are coming
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Happy Nowruz
Happy Nowruz. Here’s the neighborhood pomegranate tree.
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Being right and wrong about Iraq
I thought the Iraq war would be a catastrophe before it started (and wrote that at the time). Instead of feeling correct though, I mostly feel terribly. First, because there’s no pleasure in witnessing catastrophe. I’m a patriotic citizen of the country that’s destroying itself with its hubris, greed, bigotry and stupidity. Secondly, when I…