Jonathan Ames: R.I.P. Jonathan Ames

Written by Jonathan Ames on February 6, 2012. Posted in Arts & Film, Books

So what’s the right path? How should I live? A few weeks ago, I was walking with my friend in Havana–we were on the boardwalk-like edge of the Malecon, the road that circles the city; the Atlantic was to our right; we were blinking because of the bright sun–and he is a little bit older
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Jonathan Ames: Killer Eggs, Hot Waitresses

Written by Jonathan Ames on February 6, 2012. Posted in Arts & Film, Theater

The eggs, enveloped by the butter, puckered and screamed out in pain and turned dark brown. I flipped them around a bit with my fork. I put two pieces of that thin German bread into the toaster. I poured a cup of very dark, ink-black coffee. A few minutes before, I hadn’t measured out the
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Jonathan Ames: Old Aunt Doris, Alone in Queens

Written by Jonathan Ames on February 6, 2012. Posted in Arts & Film, Books

I went out to Queens to take my Great-Aunt Doris to the doctor. I took the G train all the way from where I live in downtown Brooklyn to her neighborhood, Rego Park, which is right next to Forest Hills, which must be right next to Long Island. I always forget the exact geography, but
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Jonathan Ames: Breasts and Transhistories

Written by Jonathan Ames on February 6, 2012. Posted in Arts & Film, Books

In the late 80s and early 90s I was obsessed with women’s breasts to an appalling degree. Every woman I saw I wanted to nurse on. This obsessive state of mind, which I’ve since outgrown (now I want to go down on all women–much healthier, I think), was very painful. The world was filled with
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Jonathan Ames: Bruises Bruises Bruises

Written by Jonathan Ames on February 6, 2012. Posted in Arts & Film, Books

1990 was a bad summer. It should have been a good one but it was a bad one. I’ve pulled a lot of stunts in my day, mostly of the sick sexual variety, but that summer I reached a new low. Or a new high. It was so low it was high, if you know
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Jonathan Ames: Everybody Dies in Memphis

Written by Jonathan Ames on February 6, 2012. Posted in A Trip Through the Archives, Arts & Film, Books

About two hours after the Tyson-Lewis fight, after the arena had cleared out, after the final press conference, after 20,000 people had collectively shot some kind of cathartic wad of soul-semen and soul-pussy-juice, I found an exit and walked alone across a large, desolate parking lot and up a steep grass embankment. As usual I
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MARISSA MAIER on the last thing that made her say ‘Wow!’

Written by admin on November 9, 2011. Posted in 8 Million Stories

By Marissa Maier “What was the last thing that made you go, wow?” asked Garrison Keillor, the smooth-voiced host of A Prairie Home Companion, of a group of 1,400 at The Moth at Town Hall last week during a celebration of stories and storytellers. Over the course of the night, Keillor and the event’s five
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