yeah ryan and i arenβt introverts in my case i just wanted a free table
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chicago-based writer. newsletter producer at wttw news (@wttw.bsky.social). i also run the music and culture blog no expectations. ex: vice, chicago tribune, etc. tips, email: joshhowardterry@gmail.com https://www.noexpectations.fyi
yeah ryan and i arenβt introverts in my case i just wanted a free table
at a show and was planning on having a chill nightcap at the bar next door. to my horror, the headlining band just announced on stage that they are having a drink at the bar next door after and the crowd should βcome throughβ
If there's media you care about, it's hard to overstate how important it is that you subscribe to it. Ad rates are garbage, and the changes to search mean fewer new folks discovering sites they didn't already visit.
I live pretty close to a Metra train yard and last night, one of the trains had a horn malfunction that caused it to blare from 2-4:30 a.m. Not great
four different mustards in the fridge right now. itβs just enough or if not, not that many
I went to a website, got hit with a "accept all cookie preferences" form, said no, and then got a message that read, "We have received your choices and your requests will be honoured." Wow, that's so nice. Thank you for respecting my boundaries
The thing is, she's not quoting Orwell because Orwell never said that
Where it's usually "Stereogum recommends a band that I will write about in my newsletter," today it's "I recommended a band in my newsletter that Stereogum is now writing about"
at work. gonna watch tennis or maybe see a movie after. you?
Star Moles, Highway to Hell
Lala Lala, Heaven2
Pileup, Leave the Light On
I wrote about "being a regular" at a bar in your twenties and also recommended new LPs from Star Moles, Lala Lala, and Pileup. www.noexpectations.fyi/p/star-moles...
The head coach of the Sacramento Kings interviewed me about a piece I wrote
itβd been getting dusty on my bookshelf and went through it last week. something you can easily get through in a day or two.
If you've played tennis at least a little, you probably have some idea how hard a game is to play really well. I submit to you that you really have no idea at all. I know I didn't. And television doesn't really allow you to appreciate what real top-level players can doβhow hard they're actually hitting the ball, and with what control and tactical imagination and artistry. I got to watch Michael Joyce practice several times right up close, like six feet and a chain-link fence away. This is a man who, at full run, can hit a fast-moving tennis ball into a one-foot square area seventy-eight feet away over a net, hard. He can do this something like more than 90 percent of the time. And this is the world's seventy-ninth-best player, one who has to play the Montreal qualies.
The idea that there can be wholly distinct levels to competitive tennisβlevels so distinct that what's being played is in essence a whole different gameβmight seem to you weird and hyperbolic. I have played probably just enough tennis to understand that it's true. I have played against men who were on a whole different, higher plateau than I, and I have understood on the deepest and most humbling level the impossibility of beating them, of "solving their game." Knowle is technically entitled to be called a professional, but he is playing a fundamentally different grade of tennis from Michael Joyce's, one constrained by limitations Joyce does not have. I feel like I could get on a tennis court with Julian Knowle. He would beat me, perhaps handily, but I don't feel like it would be absurd for me to occupy the same seventy-eight-by-twenty-seventy-foot rectangle as he. The idea of me playing Joyceβor even hitting around with him, which was one of the ideas I was entertaining on the flight to Montrealβis now revealed to me to be in a certain way obscene, and I resolve not even to let Joyce [40] know that I used to play competitive tennis, and (I'd presumed) rather well. This makes me sad.
have you read this David Foster Wallace Esquire essay? He basically says the exact same thing while covering a qualifying round of a β90s Canadian Open www.esquire.com/sports/a5151...
itβs only round one but iβm unbelievably locked in to the indian wells open. tennis might be the best sport to watch
Yeah, it's a totally different and great bar on off-hours. Watched a couple of March Madness games with the subject of that profile at that very place!
I might be missing the point, but that's definitely the vibe at Lottie's during a weekday
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no expectations is a welsh publication
this might be the best music festival lineup i've seen in years www.greenman.net/line-up//
I'm reading John McPhee's 1969 book 'Levels of the Game,' about the U.S. Open semifinal between Arthur Ashe and Clark Graebner, and it's obvious within the first five pages why this is considered an alltimer sports book
now that's the stuff right there www.youtube.com/watch?v=pK2r...
(but the only one in english)
you too! yeah, that was one of at least twenty videos fed to me
Noticed that my Instagram algorithm has suddenly believed that I'm Polish. Your guess is as good is mine there
When I wrote this question, I thought, "I hope someone chooses the Bob Newhart Show." Sure enough, multiple people on here came through in just a half hour
getting the kind of plastic surgery that makes people think i've been cloned
I wrote about National Photo Committee, a band from Chicago
this would make more sense if most new releases werenβt pressed to vinyl
watching italian soccer. theyβre playing in rome at the stadio olimpico, where its pitch side advertising boards are hawking monster energy drink. didnβt realize those were big over there
the good news is all my sports teams won today the bad news is everything else in the world