Dear Readers,
As all of you know--because you willingly read stuff on the Internet that is copying the stuff I write on the Internet some 2 weeks later, since timelines aren't important--The New York Times recently starting a weekly series wherein they invite famous and/or accomplished men and women about town to write a short, to the point article about what it is that they do on their average Sunday. And, for whatever reason, the NYT won't print the Sunday account I sent them in spite of me perfectly meeting their profile, so I decided to publish it here. It is not short. It is not to the point. It is awesome.
So, without further ado, here is my account of my average Sunday. Read. Learn. Enjoy. Feel like a piece of fecal matter in comparison.
As all of you know--because you willingly read stuff on the Internet that is copying the stuff I write on the Internet some 2 weeks later, since timelines aren't important--The New York Times recently starting a weekly series wherein they invite famous and/or accomplished men and women about town to write a short, to the point article about what it is that they do on their average Sunday. And, for whatever reason, the NYT won't print the Sunday account I sent them in spite of me perfectly meeting their profile, so I decided to publish it here. It is not short. It is not to the point. It is awesome.
So, without further ado, here is my account of my average Sunday. Read. Learn. Enjoy. Feel like a piece of fecal matter in comparison.
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