Archive for August, 2008
In which The Gay Recluse reports on monthly traffic whoring metrix to the Board of Directors. I. Summary OMG we were such whores, barely writing a word about anything and relying on an old post about women’s beach volleyball for almost all of our traffic! August was a stable month. II. Traffic Whoring Metrix WordPress […]
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Tags: August, Traffic Whoring
On Judith Warner and Sarah Palin
In which The Gay Recluse hates smug people of any political persuasion. Aww, NYT “Domestic Disturbances” columnist Judith Warner is upset! She doesn’t understand why we have to spend so much money on pets, when we could just take them out in the backyard and shoot them when they get hurt or sick, like they […]
Filed under: Animals, Capitalism, Drivel, Gay, Government, Politicians, The Gay Recluse, The Summer Garden, The Times | 13 Comments
Tags: Cats, Judith Warner, Pets, Sarah Palin, The Maverick
In which The Gay Recluse is tired. Bedtime. Sometimes even the bridge seems small and far away under the tumult of the sky; once crushed with regret and longing, we are inspired by its patience. –The Gay Recluse
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Tags: Bedtime, Clouds, George Washington Bridge
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with campanula. Before we bought this variety, we always wondered why it was called a bellflower. Campanula is Latin for “little bell.” —Wikipedia
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Tags: Bellflower, Campanula
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. “Love is perceiving and perception is anguish.” — James Baldwin, Just Above My Head
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Tags: Anguish, James Baldwin, Love, Perception, The George Washington Bridge
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. Change we can believe in. “The George Washington Bridge over the Hudson is the most beautiful bridge in the world. Made of cables and steel beams, it gleams in the sky like a reversed arch. It is blessed. It is the only […]
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Tags: Change, Conventions, Le Corbusier, The George Washington Bridge
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the GWB. July is the new August, and August is the new September. Sometimes even the bridge seems small and far away under the tumult of the sky; once crushed with regret and longing, we are inspired by its patience. –The Gay Recluse
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Tags: Climate Change, Clouds, GWB, Sundays, The George Washington Bridge
On The Hills: Episode 1
In which The Gay Recluse loves the weeping blue atlas cedar and the first episode of The Hills. We finally saw the first episode of The Hills. Lo was really mean! (But so was Audrina.) We’re never interested in Heidi and Spencer. Mostly we watch for Lauren. There’s something heartbreaking about her idealism. We can’t […]
Filed under: Architecture, Nostalgia, Pessimism, Television, The Gay Recluse, The Summer Garden | 2 Comments
Tags: Audrina, Frank Lloyd Wright, Heidi, Lauren, Lo, Spencer, The Hills, Weeping Blue Atlas Cedar
In which The Gay Recluse loves trees. So we sit down on the subway next to this guy who starts to aggressively hum. (We’re like: why us?) And then he karate chops at the air in front of him. We ignore him and think about Chamaecyparis obtusa.
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Tags: Chamaecyparis obtusa, Crazies, Dwarf Hinoki Cypress, Karate Chops, Subways
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with The George Washington Bridge. Summer predicts the fall. I too had an obsession with the GWB when I lived in the Heights in the ’80s. Mine was doing as much cruising as possible under that majestic bridge. The “little red lighthouse” was used for a probably […]
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Tags: Fall, Summer, The George Washington Bridge
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. Most days we contemplate the bridge and wish that it would bring the same sense of order to our thoughts as it does the millions of cars that constantly stream over it. “I, too am obsessed with the George Washington Bridge, and […]
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Tags: August, Cooler Weather, Stress, The George Washington Bridge
In which Dante hates pigeons and windows. Friends! We are literally confronted by this thing we hate — we would kill it in a second if given even the slightest opportunity! — yet must resign ourselves to our inability to do anything about it. (Also: not every cat is a lolcat.)
Filed under: Animals, Not Every Cat a Lolcat, Resignation, The Gay Recluse, The Russian Blue | 2 Comments
Tags: Birds, Enemies, Lolcats, Not Every Cat a Lolcat, Pigeons, Schopenhauer
In which The Gay Recluse loves the Manhattan Times. Hey, New York Times! Instead of David Brooks, William Kristol, Maureen Dowd and so on (Zzzzzz), maybe you should turn the column over to a new generation of writers, who aren’t afraid to tell it like it is, and moreover, know how to entertain! We suggest […]
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Tags: Manhattan Times, Opinions, School, Work
In which The Gay Recluse exalts in the ruins of a scalloped pediment and self-referentially quotes an earlier post. This is where John McCain will be staying when he comes to Washington Heights next week. Lol. In Washington Heights we live among extremes of material decadence and breathtaking neglect, apparent in the crumbling cornices of […]
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Tags: Dormers, John McCain, Pediments, Scalloped Pediments, Scallops, Windows
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. Step 1. The radar’s kickin. Step 2. New Jersey goes insane. Step 3. The bridge is serene. I, too, have an obsession with the George Washington Bridge. However, mine involves a nagging compulsion to complete a football pass from the deck of […]
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Tags: Green Sky, Insane, The George Washington Bridge, Tornado Watch
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. Do you remember what the sky looked like on August 11? We don’t either, but this photograph has given us a clue. “The George Washington Bridge over the Hudson is the most beautiful bridge in the world. Made of cables and steel […]
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Tags: August 11, Clues, The George Washington Bridge
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with Japanese maples. Hey there, Eskimo Sunset (Acer pseudoplatanus)! You’re actually a combination between a maple and a sycamore; we also read somewhere that you’re the most variegated plant in the world! As with all of our City Pattern Projects, we dream of the day that you […]
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Tags: Acer pseudoplatanus, Eskimo Sunset, Japanese Maple, Sycamore
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