Lee Konstantinou
Speaking of postirony, and I’m sure you were, I went to a press screening of Noah Baumbach’s new movie The Squid and the Whale. It’s supposedly based on his childhood experiences of his parents’ divorce in Park Slope, Brooklyn in the 1980s and in a lot of ways it perfectly deploys a thousand points of … Continue reading The Squid and the Whale
I am back in the US. My trip abroad was all quite fun, but I’m glad its over. Enough fun and games, eh? So I’m hopefully going to get back to blogging on http://leekonstantinou.blogspot.com/ Update your bookmarks, Loyal Readers! Continue reading Back to Postirony
I was checking my credit card bills online today and I noticed that my MasterCard, which I haven’t been using all summer, has accrued a mysterious charge of $6.83 (for the second month in a row, perhaps for more months even) from Pollo Rey, Stanford, CA. A quick Google search revealed that this is nothing … Continue reading And Now I’m Really Pissed!
Summer fun is coming to an end here. Tomorrow evening we go to Prague; on the 19th, I fly to England; on the 20th I’m back to NYC; on the 25th, Palo Alto–ah, home sweet home. I am actually quite eager to get back to work and to my ordinary life. These long European trips … Continue reading The Next Week
I offer a dialogue from the book angličtina, a book that Ema’s mother used to learn English when she was in high school during the communist era of Czechoslovakia: Mrs. Černá: I hear you are leaving Czechoslovakia, Mrs. Watson. Mrs. Watson: Yes, I am leaving tomorrow. Mrs. Černá: And how did you like life in … Continue reading Mrs. Watson in Prague
Was watching VH1 today, and they had a program in which the New Wave band Berlin was reunited for a one-night-only concert. Very amusing, esp. tsince he band had mostly morphed into middle aged, middle class, and kind of overweight folk–nothing edgy or hip about them anymore. They’re the group, if you recall, that brought … Continue reading Berlin
I’m writing from the Czech Republic. Came back here after the going-home-at-the-beginning-of-September thing proved too expensive; Ema’s parents have been nice enough to offer to host me again. I’ve been somewhat obsessively reading news on Katrina on the internet today. What an awful, Biblical-scale disaster: no food and drinking water, overflowing toilets at the Superdome, … Continue reading Katrina