acting bonkers is a calmative

1. Acting bonkers is a calmative. FALSE. Acting bonkers only leads to more acting bonkers. Stars give birth to little stars. Pretend you’re normal and calm and, soon enough, it’ll come true. “Fake it till you make it.” This applies to vegetarians — eat enough “nut-mignon,” and you’re soon eating the real thing. Note: nuts [...]

a rash of fumes

I continue to get nothing at all done whatsoever. Helen DeWitt’s blog appeared. This interview with her was interesting, but since I was “busy” I had to burn through all the interesting parts. Same reason (“busy”) that this paragraph won’t be thoughtful or well-considered and will also feature the phrase “or whatever.” A recent post [...]

dept of “what’s wrong with me?”: – jogging by a used condom on Bernal Hill this morning, I didn’t immediately think, “eew! gross!”; instead, I imagined a proud, nervous 17-year-old, and mentally congratulated him on “getting laid.” What’s Wrong With Me? This may be a result of last night’s reading of Dom Casmurro, a scene [...]

listing

I thought it would be funny if, in a movie, a normal, not-attractive couple holding hands walks by and the protagonist yells, “get a room!!!” I recommended four things for the Rumpus, Stephen Elliott’s pre-launch internet magazine. I ran across the following passage in Geoff Dyer’s Out of Sheer Rage, which I found esp. interesting [...]

murderburger

have you guys ever been here?

11:15 a.m. restaurant

Sometimes I walk by a restaurant and want to go in even though I’m not hungry. Today I had the same feeling toward a laundromat. It was the wash-fold place The Bone used to go to. I had an urge to go in and pick up a heavy parcel of clean, folded laundry.  I was [...]

kramer’s panel audio

This is only a little painful for me to listen to the book is utterly worth it, by the way

an ouroboros of one’s own

If I continue blogging I will lose my job. There’s a fascinating piece up at the Utne Reader blog about Flaubert’s Parrot and the pleasures of  “aimless reading.” Just kidding: I realize it’s solipsistic and bad form to pointlessly link from your own blog to a blog that mentions your blog just to show people [...]

chinese marijuana

What if you were a really stoned  24-year-old American jazz trumpeter living in Shanghai, feeling sad that that the Chinese government had blocked the New York Times website, and so on Monday you mournfully, stonedly googled “New York Times Internet Firewall” and the first article you found was this!??!?!?!?!? THE END

the internet, part II

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