Sublime

I can break down line cooks into three subgroups. You've got your Artists: the annoying, high-maintenance minority.

His digital footprint was itty-bitty, and it was clear that he had built a life that was more IRL than URL. How fucking sexy.

For the uninitiated, I have been hosting a call-in radio show for the last twenty years called The Best Show. While most of the callers are real, Jon and I write and perform funny scripted calls within the body of the show. Jon will dial in as any number of beloved creations, like Philly Boy Roy (a lovable Rocky-loving meathead from Philadelphia) o

I had come to New York five years earlier, to create a life for myself there. I had not created a life for myself there. I had wanted to find the emerging writers and thinkers of my generation. I had found the sycophants, careerists, and media parasites who were redefining mediocrity for the 21st century.

I’ve found that the way to capture the truth of a character—and beyond that, to reflect the truth of how I feel—is to write microscopically. To focus on all the tiny details that, together, make sense of character.

In a prime spot just across the yellow-tape road from the lemon trees, he tended his own dark grove of bookshelves, and beside them a field of legal boxes, which held thousands of menus from restaurants famous and obscure. Whenever I passed Horace’s collection, there was someone flipping through the menus with the furious intensity of a DJ digging

Belong Anywhere,”