Mighty Love: Zulkey

Zulkey is a thinky humor site, and I met Claire Zulkey years ago at SxSW. It turns out she’s still smart, and funny, and good at getting it all down on paper. An excerpt.

Things I Have Learned About Vegetable-Matter-Based Packing Peanuts

1) They can be dissolved and thus washed down the drain

2) They taste like Pirate’s Booty

3) Demonstrating how I learned this makes people uncomfortable.

Mighty Love: A Cup of Tea and a Wheat Penny

I met Zan at the Mighty Haus launch party, and I wish I’d had more time to get to know her while she was in town. She writes over at A Cup of Tea and a Wheat Penny and lives in New York. An excerpt from her site:

They’re all readers down here in the tunnels, just like up on the buses. Only here they turn the pages faster.

An older couple embarks; the woman finds a seat. I stand to offer the man my seat, and he politely waves me back down.

‘You sit. You’d better finish your coffee, before you spill it.’

‘Sir, I’m not allowed to drink coffee on the train. You’re not even supposed to know I have it.’

A girl pulls a notebook hurriedly from her handbag, as if the thought might fly from her mind before she has a chance to capture it in its perfectly formed newborn state. She clicks open her pen and writes:

‘Download RADIOHEAD!!!’

With two underscores.

Most Public Index

Say, I’m included in NowPublic’s MostPublic Index, their take on the most influential folks in Silicon Valley and San Francisco. Their criteria for selecting people are interesting, and actually has a lot to do with all of you, so scroll down past the list of links to see how they decided.

In the meantime, if you need me to influence anyone, you know how to reach me.

What’s Yours

Poem from the May 12 New Yorker:

One Can Miss Mountains

and pine. One

can dismiss
a whisper’s

revelations
and go on as

before as if
everything were

perfectly fine.
One does. One

loses wonder
among stores

of things.
One can even miss

the basso boom
of the ocean’s

rumpus room
and its rhythm.

A man can leave
this earth

and take nothing
–not even

longing–along
with him.

Todd Boss