This week, like most weeks, the Nass looks inward
Jenny McPhee Is Diabolical
A Nass editor gets dinner with Jenny McPhee and talks growing up, teaching, and translating the Pope
Nasshole Freakly: Full Design
This week, like most weeks, the Nass looks inward. Find a copy around campus, or click the link here to view the full design!
Dishwashing Ethnography
The Nass turns its anthropological gaze to the more-than-human: this time, a dishwasher
Craigslist Car
Loving and living with a white 1990 Oldsmobile Cutlass Ciera
Picking Pastries
Meditations on the overpriced croissant and its gustatorial orgasm
A Horse Walks Into a Bar
A horse walks into a bar. The Bartender says, “Why the long face?” “Well,” the horse says, “it’s my life.” “What about your life,” the bartender says, “What’s the story?” “That’s just it,” says the horse, “I don’t have a story. I’m a horse, And I’m like all the other horses, and all the […]
Nass Recommends: Ten “NYRB Classics” Titles
Not one but ten recommendations from the NYRB archives
Girls (after Jamaica Kincaid’s 1978 “Girl”)
Even if it’s sticky outside, bring a sweater if you’re going to ride the subway at night; your clothes are too tight, change before you leave; your clothes are too loose, they don’t do you any favors; if you’re being followed, don’t go home, stay calm, call a friend on the phone, walk into a […]
Yesterday’s Coffee
“The first time I saw the house for itself—not as the house two doors down, but as the house that could be parent’s—was the estate sale. Here, the relics of a life.”
Letter from the Editor
One of the least nassholish ideas that I hold dear to myself is that, in the end, we will be delivered. Forces beyond our knowing care for us in ways that our slimy, underdeveloped sensory organs cannot appreciate so frequently. Call these forces Fatherormother, Older Brother, the North American arboreal superorganism. They are here amidst […]
