This is my public notebook. It features original reporting and opinion on media, international politics, the Internet and business. I occasionally write about music, art and food.
ALEXANDER C. KAUFMAN
I want to go back 15 years and show this to Technoboy2000 as he loads the AOL homepage at breakneck dial up speeds on that slick 200-pound Dell.
I give a chance to become the most beautiful day in you, too.
Sometime last fall, my friend Andrew Zenn invited me to act in an episode of his web series, “Looks.” The concept was simple: His roommate, Keli Gagen, who had a way with funny expressions, would react to different ridiculous provocateurs. In this case, it was a yoga instructor teaching suspiciously pornographic moves to an unsuspecting crowd (that apparently didn’t get the class’s acronymic title, Soothing Lateral Upward Transitions).
At the behest of my friend Lauren McGee — the one in the salmon-colored spaghetti strapped shirt — I donned star-printed tights and a mesh tank top.
I don’t think this is the beginning of an acting or comedy career for me. But as Andrew directed me to thrust my legs evermore wildly, or look intensely concentrated on such yoga stances as the “money shot,” I had more fun than I’d had in a while. Unfortunately for all the CAA talent agents lining up to sign me after this came out, I moved back to New York to pursue business journalism.
But, anyway, enjoy and check out Andrew’s other shorts and parodies. They’re hilarious.
If you find yourself on the east side of LA, looking for a lovely 88-year-old hotel, I recommend this.
What happens when you tweet about Jack Dorsey these days.
How unfortunate for the chancellor.
Farewell to Sophie, my family’s dog of 14 years, who died over the weekend. You were a faithful hound.
Nothing brings me more joy than my little flaxen haired nephew singing to himself at the kitchen counter.
One last scene of awesomeness from “Big Trouble in Little China” then I’m done.