"Ansari retreated to the comedy trailer, where he sat down on a blue floral couch and pulled out a digital recorder, an oversized pair of Bose headphones, and a Moleskine notebook—all part of his pre-show ritual."
— Kelefa Sanneh’s profile of Aziz Ansari in this week’s New Yorker—behind the paywall, yes, so please just work your way around it—is as fun as you’d think it would be, and I really enjoyed this one sentence. I also loved the last three paragraphs of the piece, which I won’t include because they would take too long to type, manually, and also because I’d just as rather you earn the payoff. It is completely worth it. Fine! I’ll give you a hint. It is about Aziz trying to hug Beyonce at Jay-Z’s Bonnaroo performance. There. Now go figure out whether I’m lying.
