The Luncher #1: Fusilli Pasta

The Blog: January 14th, 2008

A segment in which marginally experienced webeditor and novice blogger Ryan Grim describes his lunch, briefly at first and then in ridiculous detail.

The Skinny: Fusilli pasta with green pepper and tomato and basil sauce

The Fatty: A few days earlier I’d tried to make a variation of this meal for dinner, but it ended in disaster. [...]

What I Hope Happens: The Bucket List

The Blog: January 20th, 2008

A segment in which somewhat experienced webeditor and blogger Ryan Grim describes what he would like various movies, television programs and books to be about.

A recently retired hospital administrator known for his strict two-patients-per-room policy contracts pneumonia and is placed against his will in a hospital room with a wise, slow-talking black man of the [...]

The Train Station Intern: Chapter 1

The Blog: January 26th, 2008

A serial story by marginally experienced webeditor and novice blogger Ryan Grim.

Jameson Bee has a new motto: “The railroad pays me in life experience.” That’s what he’ll tell you if you ask him why he works at the Midwest Express train station in Lima, Ohio, three days a week for no pay. Well, he does [...]

What I Hope Happens: 10,000 B.C.

The Blog: February 5th, 2008

A segment in which marginally experienced webeditor and novice blogger Ryan Grim describes what he would like various movies, television programs and books to be about.

The year is 10,002 BCE. Dinosaurs have long since gone the way of the dodo. Dodos, however, are thriving. 90% of people on Earth, while they don’t realize it, [...]

Becoming A Citizen, Again, This Time Amongst Many Immigrants

The Blog: February 12th, 2008

Anyone fortunate enough to have been at Brooklyn’s Atlantic Center DMV this morning would have come across about 60 of America’s finest Albanians, Haitians, Southeast Asians, some other “others,” many unhappy children, and me. No, I wasn’t there cruising for FOtB tail this time, but rather to take the New York State learner’s permit written [...]