My Friend Louis and I Learn Witchcraft
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It’s scary to write about witchcraft or people with special psychic powers. Especially when its the 90s and you are Gen X and everything you say is supposed to be snarky.
My Fake ID
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In the Gold Rush Days of the early internet, you could write about anything and get paid for it. Long before your personal essays had to have titles like “Why I Quit Caring About Love and You Should Too” or “I Have a Completely Scandalous Position on Gun Control That You have to Read!"
Diary of a Kombucha
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Long long ago before it showed up for 13 dollars in Whole Foods as an elixir, long before Whole Foods itself, I was assigned to grow, care for and consume KOMBUCHA. This was in the mid-90s. Here is my story as a WELLNESS PIONEER.
The Secret Life of Berets
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One of my first deep dives into weird advertising sub habitats that exist in our peripheral vision, where all ads float... this one being the ubiquitous mail order ads in The New Yorker for berets.
Beauty Book
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One of my earliest monologues that was turned into a written piece for this early 90s site of writing and opinion in the GOLD RUSH days of the internet.
Peddling Paranoia
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I attended the annual Security Conference before security was cool. Pre 9/11, pre-TSA, pre-everything, I witnessed a world to come. But it was also the 90s and I had to be funny about it