September 4, 2002
‘What’ll it be,’ sighs the beleaguered hairdresser with the enthusiasm of someone naked in a bathtub, filled to the brim with sulfuric acid. ‘Spikes, please,’ I politely reply, and engage in that awful hairdressing predicament where you’re forced to confront your own realities of ugly disfigurement, and stare yourself in the eyes for a full [...]
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September 27, 2001
I’m convinced I’ve discovered the next Big Thing in TV. This is post-reality TV. I present: The Snip Show. I admit, I’m borrowing a little from the talk show format here. But I ask you: when was the last time you had a genuinely intellectually stimulating conversation? One you enjoyed, debated with passion, began talking [...]
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