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“The easier it is to draw the shape of a state,” says comedian Demetri Martin, “the harder it is to live in.”
Luckily for the 34-year-old, he moved with his parents from Brooklyn to the squiggly confines of New Jersey when his father, a Greek Orthodox priest, was assigned to a local parish. Martin grew up in Toms River, then graduated from Yale in 1995 and enrolled at the NYU School of Law.
“I planned on being a lawyer since age eleven,” he says. “When I finally got there, I realized it was boring.”
He quit law school and began doing stand-up comedy, then in 2003 got a job as a writer for Late Night with Conan O’Brien. Last year he joined The Daily Show as the program’s youth correspondent. He’s now writing a screenplay for DreamWorks, Will, about a man living in a world where scribes in heaven write people’s destinies.
It appears exchanging a JD for a microphone wasn’t such a bad idea.
“It’s like treating life like after-school activities; what things do you really look forward to?” Martin says. “The next question is, how do I get money for that? I think if you can answer those two, then you probably found your career. For me, that happened to be stand-up.”
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A Meal for Amiel
As mentioned earlier in the week, on February 8, chef Florian Wehrli, along with top chefs from New York and Northern New Jersey will collaborate on a benefit dinner at Perona Farms to raise money to build a greenhouse/interactive classroom for Frankford Township School. The five-course tasting meal will feature regionally grown meats, cheeses and produce.
Early in Saturday night's American premiere of a work by the South African choreographer Robyn Orlin, the dancers of the all-male Senegalese troupe Jant-Bi begin to advance steadfastly toward and then literally into the audience--standing on the backs and armrests of occupied seats and striking a pose of invincible, unyielding bravado.
At that point, who could guess that this pinwheeling, sometimes perplexing, affair at Montclair State's Kasser Theater would culminate in a flood of joy uniting audience and performers?
For some reason, that is my favorite line in what I like to think of as my favorite play, Waiting For Godot. I certainly will not forget this particular carrot. That I can't explain the contents of this picture is part of what I like about it. In other words, you can't make this stuff up.
Snow everywhere in Jersey. Nonetheless, you can celebrate the Super Bowl on the beach in Sea Bright. In Driftwood Cabana Club's rebuilt, enclosed, all-weather tiki bar, "You kind of feel like you are on a cruise ship," says beverage director Beau Keegan, "because all you see is water.”