Jack Fisher

I've been a little (ok, a lot) out of the loop recently, but God, take a look at this schmuck.  Is this a typical dorkschool wanna-be or what? UBS applicant loser.

Great article on the Middle East from the Foreign Affairs.  An excerpt: Just over two centuries since Napoleon's arrival in Egypt heralded the advent of the modern Middle East -- some 80 years after the demise of the Ottoman Empire, 50 years after the end of colonialism, and less

Two points: The current book that I picked up from a hotel lobby in Cairo is written by a 15 year old boy. 15 years!  I have loved fantasy books since I was a dork in elementary school, and Eragon certainly has the markings of a good (if not somewhat

Or maybe we think interestingness comes from the interests themselves.  I may not be into photography that much, but if I keep up with the photography blogs and social networks and e-mags, it can seem like that I really am into photography.

But then, we talked, out of bored neccessity. It trickled, then flowed, then swelled. "America?" Edan asked.  "How many women are there in American? I hear there are many."  Then moments later, "No tell me, forget the Mexicans and others, how many Americans?"

Beneath the balcony, the orchestral sounds of honks, beeps, screeches, skids, taps, groans, cries, whistles... knocks and rumbles and mumbles and songs – short and long, bursts of colors and smells – swelled.  Same instruments, but a different tune than New York.