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El Khan – not just a tourist trap anymore

April 29, 2008

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Check it out at the Daily News! See some of his other cartoons here.

Enormously belated Halloween revelries

November 16, 2007

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Finally the haze of work has lifted and rather than commit secretarycide I will recount what actually did go down on Halloween, aeons ago. I know you’ve been biting your nails in anxiety over not knowing events of such import. So I actually did go to my Halloween party as Mia Wallace. In my quest […]

It’s hard out there for a lawyer

July 3, 2007

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M: I’m really bored today. I should bring in some music. Me: Here, you can have my ipod, if you think it will help. I put some manlier music on there. M: Like what? Me: Aerosmith. M: Aerosmith are so not manly. Me: They are! I also have Fleetwood Mac. M: Do you have any […]

Blogging the blues

May 16, 2007

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Having received the little flyer from the cutie at the S.O.S. music festival for Blues on the Rocks, I made my way down to the Sakia last Sunday, along with Amnesiac and some of her friends. However, in order to seduce Amn into going thence, I first accompanied her to a showing of a documentary […]

May 7, 2007

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I was frankly surprised to find that my friends were willing to go to see Guys and Dolls at AUC. I shouldn’t have been, though, because several of them are former theatre geeks and fans, with one most unlikely character having actually been known to perform various ambitious dance moves on a car during the […]

And we don’t want you there, either

May 6, 2007

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As Amnesiac indicated, we went to the S.O.S. festival on Friday. I only caught the final three acts or so and it was amazing that I managed to retain the smallest observation about them, so diligently and profusely did I chat instead of listen. I paid no attention to the first act I saw, Nagham […]

I can still be juvenile with the best

April 26, 2007

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Monday evening M and I went to the Italian Club, for no particular reason. I was feeling joyful (read: drunk) when I was informed by the waiter that Monday was the only day that the chef who prepared their heavenly apple cake didn’t come. This substance is easily the best thing I have ever placed […]