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Bowling Alone

A social demographer wrote awhile back a book called “Bowling Alone” that lamented the rise of Americans doing activities alone, like bowling, which once were intrinsically social. Like much what I write about, I never read that book, but I do empathize with the sympathy of bowling alone. I attend …

Ezra Furman

Last Sunday night, I marched down 14th St and Folsom to a music venue new to me, Slim’s, to see an early show. Ezra Furman is both a performer, once a resident of Massachusetts, and a band. I first discovered his music about five years ago when Greg dragged me …

Doubling Down

The company I joined in January sells complex biochemical reagents (oligomers) required for CRISPr editing of genes in cells for academic and pharmaceutical research experiments. Trouble is, the company’s factory can’t make these reagents well. Yields hover around fifty percent (about half of the product is trashed) with wild, unexplained …

Outed

Friday night, party! Spinach came over for dinner. We ate ricotta ravioli, foraged salad from the back driveway, and split a bottle of champagne. At the evening came on, we wandered convivially down 14th St to a party at Oasis club, a venue I haven’t been to since the midterm …

Gays Hate Techno

Every year in the spring, Matt Fisher and Todd Cooper host a long-weekend camping festival incongruously named Gays Hate Techno, as the attendees are not all gay – perhaps predominantly so; they actually like techno; and the music played roams challengingly from ambient to breaks to even techno. This year, …

Less is More

Sunday, a week ago, in an East Village bar, with Patrick, Amanda, David, and Jeremy, I spend forty dollars to drink three fancy cocktails. I hardly feel drunk. Oh no. Back in the day as a young college lad, when I first experimented with alcohol, one drink got my fairly …

New York

Every once in a while, I like to reconnect with an old friend: New York City. Although I have been recently swamped with a new job that miserly counts off vacation days, I nevertheless booked an early-April weekend away to Brooklyn to see whether I can balance travel and work. …

Check Checks

In 2005, I moved from The Netherlands back to live with my parents outside of Boston. I took a job, my first chemistry job, at Cambridge-based E-Ink. To get to work, I needed to buy a car. I tested some Honda’s and Toyota’s to pick instead a snazzy, 1-year old …

Pleasure Principle

Coworker Ransom mentioned he occasionally stops in the morning at Tartine Bakery to eat a breakfast pastry before getting on the company shuttle to work. I live so close to this famous patisserie that I should also buy occasionally a croissant, but I don’t have enough time in the morning. …

In Loco Fraternis

Finishing his spring break from lecturing of college history classes, Ruben hops Amtrak Friday afternoon to head to San Francisco for a weekend of nothing planned. I can’t find in the weekly paper any good listings for parties or events. We’ll have to wing it, a welcome change from my …