brooklyn hunkering

The Hurry Through

Wed, 04 Nov 2009 14:59:12 -0500

The Hurry Through:

All of us are still hunkering in Brooklyn, but one of us has moved here.

Give me time, oh give me time

Wed, 26 Aug 2009 17:49:14 -0400

Give me time, oh give me time

Video

Thu, 18 Jun 2009 16:53:16 -0400

Overheard in Midtown

Thu, 11 Jun 2009 15:20:00 -0400

“So what do you, uh, typically do at the gym?”

-(secretly depressed) man in suit to other (secretly depressed) man in suit

Video

Tue, 02 Jun 2009 15:18:04 -0400

Horoscopes without Periscopes

Fri, 29 May 2009 18:41:45 -0400

It could feel good to stare at numbers
all day, another job but I can’t name any;
still, on a scale of dismal to dazzling,

we should at least aim for a bit of all right—
just keep your examples to yourself
or we can’t remove them. If you wind

up with a window and sun I’ll get you
something that never dies; it’s part
of this conversation we’re conceiving—

no initials, only terminals, where nobody
looks until they need to. How many out-
sized ’50s-cartoon kisses popped up there,

not the ones the papers are buzzing about
and never on a dare. There was a dictionary
on my lap and a word you wanted but

it was too much. If we’re lucky we will
find shame and collaborations and even
more fruitful collaborations and lack

of discretion and dead lobsters strewn
across fields to make the crops grow.
One thing usually true about history,

it’s embarrassing. And by which I mean
I’ve written another letter to you in my sleep
about the time I almost managed to swim,

fully clothed, across the blacked-out bay. I want
it lush all around and so long as bigger trees
make me dizzy, I will find you but not today.

—Mark Bibbins

There must be more than letters and phone calls

Fri, 29 May 2009 12:12:59 -0400

( … )

Life's not a game, it's the Game.

Fri, 15 May 2009 03:18:19 -0400

You can’t succeed at the Game, but you can do better than the next guy. And teaching someone the Game forces them to lose. Gotcha! It’s a joke, because it subverts the notion of learning to be a weakness instead of an advantage.

Triptrop NYC - plug in your address and then figure out how long...

Wed, 13 May 2009 11:01:09 -0400

Triptrop NYC - plug in your address and then figure out how long it takes you to get anywhere in the city.

gifparty:

Mon, 11 May 2009 23:34:03 -0400

gifparty:

This craigslist ad is one of the reasons I love/hate apartment...

Thu, 07 May 2009 16:09:58 -0400

This craigslist ad is one of the reasons I love/hate apartment hunting.

at :54 seconds

Tue, 05 May 2009 22:29:35 -0400

at :54 seconds

Photo

Tue, 05 May 2009 19:40:50 -0400

Photo

Tue, 05 May 2009 19:39:13 -0400

JRH: “But I trust you people that it’s a reason to...

Sun, 03 May 2009 21:46:47 -0400

JRH: “But I trust you people that it’s a reason to celebrate.”

Approaching Eye Level

Sun, 03 May 2009 21:42:00 -0400

There are mornings I awake and, somehow, I have more of myself. I swing my lefts over the side of the bed, draw up the blind, and, from my sixteenth-floor window, feel the city spilling itself across my eyes, crowding up into the world, filling in the landscape. Behind it, there in the distance, where it belongs, is the Hudson River and, if I want it, the sky. But I don’t want it. What I want is to take this self I now have more of down into those noisy, dirty, dangerous streets and make my way from one end of Manhattan to the other in the midst of the crowd that also may have more of itself. There is no friend, lover or relative I want to be with as much as I want to swing through the streets being jostled and bumped, catching the eye of the stranger, feeling the stranger’s touch. In the street I am grinning like an idiot to myself, walking fast at everyone coming my way. Children stare, men smile, women laugh right into my eyes. The tenderness I encounter in that mood! The impersonal affection of a palm laid against my arm or back as someone murmurs, “Excuse me,” and sidles skillfully past my body: it soothes beyond reasonable explanation. I feel such love then, for the idea of the city as well as the reality. And everyone looks good: handsome, stylish, interesting. Life spills over without stint and without condition. I feel often that I am walking with my head tipped back, my mouth thrown open, a stream of sunlight on water pouring into my throat. When I consider the days on which I find myself looking into one gargoyle face after another — everyone in front of me old, ugly, deformed, and diseased — I have to realize the street gives me back a primitive reflection of whatever load of hope or fear I am carrying about with me that day.

Nothing heals me of a sore and angry heart like a walk through the very city I often feel denying me. To see in the street the fifty different ways people struggle to remain human until the very last minute — the variety and inventiveness of survival technique — is to feel the pressure relieved, the overflow draining off. I join the anxiety. I share the condition. I feel in my nerve endings the common refusal to go under. Never am I less alone than alone in the crowded street. Alone, I imagine myself. Alone, I buy time. Me, and everyone I know. Me, and all the New York friends.

—Vivian Gornick

toasterwaffles: Geary’s Summer is out. It kind of looks like...

Fri, 01 May 2009 18:12:40 -0400

toasterwaffles:

Geary’s Summer is out. It kind of looks like they’re advertising to children this year… ReGAHDless, I’m having my mom mail me a case.

D.L. Geary Brewing Company

I called my friend who is visiting his sister at Bates, so he may buy me a case, but I also figured out that they sell Geary’s Summer Ale at Bierkraft. This is an amazing discovery.

From Wikipedia, Hunkerin’ further explained: Considered...

Thu, 30 Apr 2009 13:49:00 -0400

From Wikipedia, Hunkerin’ further explained:

Considered by authorities as much preferable to the craze of the previous year, phonebooth stuffing, people hunkered for hours at a time on car roofs, in phone booths and wherever people gathered.Life referred to it as “sociable squatting.” Different styles of hunkerin’ were reported as “sophisticates” tended to hunker flatfooted while other hunkered with their elbows inside the knees.

Reasons for the popularity of hunkerin’ included the ability for large groups of people to participate together peacefully to discuss issues such as politics or sport. When asked about the popularity of hunkerin’, one hunkerer said hunkerin’ was

“A respite from a world of turmoil. The main purpose of hunkerin’ is to get down and hunker together. It’s a friendship thing: get your friends to hunker with you. The man you don’t know is the man you haven’t hunkered with.”

On Hunkering: This year marks the 50th anniversary of one of...

Thu, 30 Apr 2009 13:45:00 -0400

On Hunkering:

This year marks the 50th anniversary of one of the greatest contributions by the state of Arkansas to the American way of life.

In 1959, fraternity brothers at the University of Arkansas were suffering from a shortage of chairs. In protest, they took to “hunkering,” or squatting. It’s a fine example of American ingenuity, of making do with less, or in this case, making do with nothing at all.

Hunkering quickly became a fad that spread to other Southern campuses, warranting coverage in Time magazine, where the Southern squatters showed themselves fine examples of collegiate style.

As in yoga, there were different names depending on what you were doing while hunkering. According to Time, squatting while drinking beer is called Hunkerin’ and Hookin’. Time does not disclose the term for hunkering while eliminating beer.

When studying, it’s called the Horace Hunker. Cigarette-smoking piano players did the Hoagy Hunker. And a really nice one, on dates, it’s the 35-cent Hamburger Hunker:

Found with help from Andrew J, Ivy Style, and A Continuous Lean.

fast forward to 1:30 if you had any doubt about where the idea...

Wed, 29 Apr 2009 15:41:39 -0400

fast forward to 1:30 if you had any doubt about where the idea for Tracy Morgan’s Thomas Jefferson’s movie came from