Three Days In The Land Of Large Cars
South Korea, bomb scares, wind chill factors, vintage ties.
They're not the lyrics to a Billy Joel song. They are... The Little Details.
South Korea, bomb scares, wind chill factors, vintage ties.
They're not the lyrics to a Billy Joel song. They are... The Little Details.
It's a new year!
...Which, naturally, leads me to thinking about new endings.
You might think that's morbid. I like to think it's pragmatic. Like, what's the likely conclusion of this new and unfolding situation? There's a lot to consider. The world today is a pretty fast-paced place and even with 24-hour news, internet video and on-the-spot tweets, it can be hard to keep up.
To take it all in, we have to examine... The Little Details.
It's 4pm, New Year's Eve. I'm laying in my hotel room, trying to nap after six hours of hoofing it around Manhattan. Halfway down the block, the crowd has gathered in Times Square. A countdown begins, even though it's still light out. "4... 3... 2... 1..." and with a outburst of cheers, New Year's has been rung in for St. Petersburg.
I try to roll over and tune it out, but there's no sleep. The biggest party in the country is starting right next door and, thanks to one of my good friends who happens to work for Dick Clark, I have an all-access pass.
The following article consists primarily of excerpts from an upcoming ethnography detailing one man's life and career in Los Angeles, California.
It is by no means comprehensive.
Instead, it is a collection of... The Little Details.
Tick, tick, tick, tick... where did they all go?
Like dandelion seeds scattering across an abandoned parking lot, they are...
The Little Details.
Back in the days before there was Facebook, or Twitter, or blogging, if you wanted to let people know what you were up to, you had to WORK at it.
Feeling miserable? Can't wait for the long 4th of July weekend or a break from the five-car pile-up of recent celebrity deaths?
Don't worry, Dr. Tom is here, writing you a prescription for 500mg of... The Little Details.
Pluck them, use them, throw them away like a stack of disposable tissues, they are... The Little Details.
Packed up in an old computer box, swaddled in a towel and some duct tape, they are... The Little Details.
Like crumbs in your toaster, one day they will set your kitchen on fire.
They are... The Little Details.