Bourbon Cowboy

The adventures of an urbane bar-hopping transplant to New York.

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Location: New York, New York, United States

I'm a storyteller in the New York area who is a regular on NPR's "This American Life" and at shows around the city. Moved to New York in 2006 and am working on selling a memoir of my years as a greeting card writer, and (as a personal, noncommercial obsession) a nonfiction book called "How to Love God Without Being a Jerk." My agent is Adam Chromy at Artists and Artisans. If you came here after hearing about my book on "This American Life" and Googling my name, the "How to Love God" book itself isn't in print yet, and may not even see print in its current form (I'm focusing on humorous memoir), but here's a sample I've posted in case you're curious anyway: Sample How To Love God Introduction, Pt. 1 of 3. Or just look through the archives for September 18, 2007.) The book you should be expecting is the greeting card book, about which more information is pending. Keep checking back!

Friday, July 11, 2008

Also, Try Punching the Kidneys

I'm in New York City for the apartment hunt (and, since it's done, I'm heading back today), but I'm staying at my friend Tracy's place, and one of the joys of staying at her apartment is the array of consistently hilarious weirdnesses she has hanging everywhere. This, for example, is a French poster about artificial respiration techniques--a real poster!--from a time when they didn't know that all of this advice was horribly, horribly wrong. (The middle bottom frame is particularly priceless: a guy's choking and you need to get some rope and find a seesaw to lash him to?) I don't know where my friend finds all this stuff, but I want her vision.

If you're interested in reading the French text, clicking on the photo should enlarge it enough to make it legible. Please note that the word at the bottom right is "panis" (which I guess means 'device' or something), not "penis."



Anonymous tom said...

Good luck on your new apartment!
I used to live in New York and once looked at apartments in that neighborhood (to make a long story short we ended up in a studio in Harlem that was bigger than most of the three bedrooms in the East Village). Thompkins Square (along with Union Square) is one of my favorite New York parks (I spent a few years handing out clean needles and condoms to drug users in that park).
By the way 8th st is called St Marks not St Martins.
Anyhow enjoy your new digs!
love your blog.

7/12/2008 12:10 PM  

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