On the Record: Walking on sunshine
By Casie Wexler | Oct. 14, 2003I was standing next to the keg at a party in late June. There was a boy wearing a Ren and Stimpy shirt. Of course I took it upon myself to comment on ...
Read More »I was standing next to the keg at a party in late June. There was a boy wearing a Ren and Stimpy shirt. Of course I took it upon myself to comment on ...
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Read More »A year ago I wrote my first column about living my life like the movie "Almost Famous." I figured, if Jesse Camp could be a V.J., I could certainly be ...
Read More »In the warm yellow glow of Joyce's kitchen, I flipped through the New York Times magazine, which was separated from the Sunday edition of its accompanying ...
Read More »There is nothing like having a pack of fifteen-year-old girls practically tearing down the backstage door because they think you are making out with a ...
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