October 2011
1 post
Benchitations is currently quiet. But if you appreciate the sensibility here, and you appreciate the word “sensibility,” please look at twitter.com/#!/andyselsberg. Thanks.
July 2011
1 post
We spent a lot on a lot.
June 2011
17 posts
I asked her to meet me in the middle of an old Springsteen song, next to The Scrambler, but she never showed.
A cuteness of the spirit…
I need to figure out a way to figure out a way.
Turns out she was chasing herself.
I need to start thinking some new thoughts.
At museums we discussed which statues we wanted to have sex with.
Remember when we used to forget everything?
Gaze at the sea, so the sea can gaze back at thee.
We were stalling for something more than time.
It looked like wisdom from where we were perched.
Not that we knew what good it would do us.
He said he lived his real life in the reflections on wet streets.
We were all like
Shadowboxing in the shade.
These birds are just as amazing sitting as they are flying.
How the fact that everything will become nothing is both crushing and consoling.
You don’t want to hear my theory on that. Even I don’t.
Is that the same bowling alley we went to that one time?
A boardwalk sketchbook of running styles…
May 2011
6 posts
Hey, we were raised in outlet malls.
Those clouds are trying to tell us something. Or maybe they’re talking amongst themselves.
Knowing you could know something can be a substitute for actually knowing it.
We prayed to the patron saint of forlorn bandshells.
Point not, lest ye be pointed at.
I want to put my thing into the world.
(Not as dirty as it sounds.)
April 2011
1 post
We used slightly outdated maps, to try and get back.
March 2011
3 posts
Writing whose main purpose is to make you want to imitate it.
We watched “Where Are They Now?” shows, but we were asking the same thing about ourselves.
We wanted to take pictures of smells.
January 2011
1 post
How merely using the word privilege was a sign of privilege.
December 2010
1 post
A list of the 25 most powerful people in list-making.
November 2010
2 posts
She said, a little sadly, that she only liked songs in soundtracks.
The epic struggle to save the phrase “epic struggle.”
October 2010
4 posts
I want to send you things, old friend.
When you like a product despite its ads.
At least you’ve always been like this.
We’re not leaving ‘til we’re grieving.
September 2010
10 posts
Oblivio the Clown
There’s something beautiful about something beautiful.
I’ll be leaning against the thinkin’ post.
They named the dog Iffy.
I miss taking that picture.
A genius who is often wrong.
I had that exact idea years ago.
A toast to the great phrasings of yore—
Nobody knows nothing.
We weren’t complaining that it was a cult of personality—we just wanted to lead some of the cults.
August 2010
6 posts
Trying to convince people you eat boob-shaped pasta only because they’re really high-quality noodles.
New cliche for movie villains: “You’re not going to text your way out of this one!”
Overheard: “I like everything about Snuffleupagus except his name.”