May 14, 2009
My Desk, 14 May 2009. Most of the time when others ask what I do for a living and I reply “freelance writer,” they immediately assume journalism. I thank god every day I never pursued that line of work; sometimes I think I have like zero ambition, but the truth is I love what I do and it doesn’t really feel like a job. If I was a journo, of course, I’d want to be writing for the New Yorker. Here’s a riveting tale, in Twitter form, of why that gig could kind of suck. Loved all of his work before this. (BTW that Aesop face stuff on the right—from Australia, hard to find here, it’s the sh*t! I bought a stash of it at a garage sale two years ago for $10 and was appalled when I found out what it retails for.)

My Desk, 14 May 2009.
Most of the time when others ask what I do for a living and I reply “freelance writer,” they immediately assume journalism. I thank god every day I never pursued that line of work; sometimes I think I have like zero ambition, but the truth is I love what I do and it doesn’t really feel like a job.
If I was a journo, of course, I’d want to be writing for the New Yorker. Here’s a riveting tale, in Twitter form, of why that gig could kind of suck. Loved all of his work before this.
(BTW that Aesop face stuff on the right—from Australia, hard to find here, it’s the sh*t! I bought a stash of it at a garage sale two years ago for $10 and was appalled when I found out what it retails for.)

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