Inspired by this really wonderful Jody Rosen cut-up, made entirely of sentences written by David Brooks containing the phrase “we live,” I tried the same with my blog, using just sentences that assert something about the way I am. Here’s what you get:
I am impressed by Biddy Martin’s political savvy. I’m not sure I’ve ever read a book about cultural anthropology. If I’d been born in New York, I might have been a Yankees fan, but luckily for me, I was born in Maryland, so I’m not.
I am away from my desk.
I am ahead of the curve on Carsick Cars. I am pedantic about people’s Christmas cards. I am not up to speed with modern methods of music consumption. I am not the kind of guy who has opinions about DC hardcore. Like everyone else, I am wildly cheering Peter Scholze’s new preprint.
I am not one of the most radical signatories to the “Cost of Knowledge” statement. I’m not so sure. So am I stuck? I am not stuck!
Now, I am not a low-fat dude. I’m a Jew married to a Jew. I’m proud of Madison. I’m wholeheartedly in favor of Barry Bonds. And in that spirit of the early 1990s and inarticulate anxiety, I am listening to Veruca Salt.