Author Archives: Julianne

BONUS POINTS if you know what classic musical the above headline is semi-cribbed/paraphrased from. Hint: if you went to my high school, I played a member of “the chorus” in 11th grade. Yes, I was a semi half-assed drama nerd. … Continue reading →

Vanity Fair reprints a piece by Dorothy Parker printed in the May 1919 issue of the magazine, and it’s prophetic, witty (duh) and maybe a slight bit painful in how little things have changed in nigh a hundred years. Anyone … Continue reading →

Here is Jon’s review of the Marc Anthony / Alejandro Fernandez show we went to the other night: An utterly mature and comfortable performer, he was expressive not only with his voice, holding muscular notes for improbably long spells, but … Continue reading →

Reluctantly, I must direct you to a David Brooks column. Wherein he elucidated (before the decision) the reason Biden was the right choice. It helped assuage the pain of Obama’s decision not to choose Michael Phelps as his running mate. … Continue reading →

Okay. I used to think he was mad grody. And wondered why J.Lo chose him. I assumed it was because he offered stability and support and probably gave her the princess treatment she reportedly requires. But that was before I … Continue reading →

Thursday and Friday, Pete and I kicked it with our friends who either presently attend college or have recently graduated. Us being slightly (slightly) older than college-age grad and have either not-attended (myself) or dropped out (Pete) it afforded us … Continue reading →

This I have actually seen, a work beyond words. For if anyone put together the buildings of the Greeks and display of their labours, they would seem lesser in both effort and expense to this labyrinth – even though both … Continue reading →

Is it good or does it suck to be known as “the world’s foremost male breast-stroker”? I’m caught in the semantics. Tonight I dined with ye olde friende Josh Kun, professor of many courses, man of many columns, author of … Continue reading →

As you may know, I am a proponent of anything remotely related to the Mayan apocalypse, having come from a lineage of curanderas and having grown up in the ’80s, when I knew that nuclear detonation was the surefire way … Continue reading →

I have finally finished watching all episodes of the Taiwanese drama Rolling Love (Go! Fried Rice). Subtitled, silly; my Mandarin is terrible. (Taiwanese shows are serialized like telanovelas, which is smart and allows neat little stories that aren’t drawn out … Continue reading →