January 2011
26 posts
Amtrak
Really wanted to take a picture of the guy sitting next to me and then post it on this blog and type “Please stop farting” in pink Helvetica text near his butt. That would probably be a weird thing to do though.
“This can’t be true but I remember it: sparks slowly filling a dark screen.”
– Middlesex, Jeff Eugenides
Watchlarge coat
a short story
Email from Kelly
also…i went to avalon the other night and that black sabbath/coked out bartender was working, the guy who gave me back a bottle cap instead of a quarter for my change. this time he was blasting elton john. i was sitting at the bar talking with sharon and, out of the blue, he threw a paper napkin airplane at my face. i looked over at him, kind of pissed but mostly just confused, and he was...
Minor character
I read This Is the Life by Joseph O’Neill today, his first novel. In general, I’m really into writer’s “deep cuts,” especially first novels for some reason. The book, despite the huge success of his Netherland, has only been reprinted in the UK, at least as far as I can tell, and I had to order it from the UK site. The book itself seems kind of crappily made too. ...
Walk to Charlotte's apt and back
Four kids at the corner of Bushwick ave were fighting over a small styrofoam container of fries. One kid was yelling “RA RA!” real loud. The kid with the fries wad sort of boxing out the other two boys, so only the girl could get the fries.
Amtrak
I was watching Badlands on my laptop, and he kept laughing at odd times, like when Martin Sheen steals the car or when he hid under the brush and then shot the three guys who discover their little camp, though I had headphones on, so he couldn’t hear anything. He didn’t speak much English but he told me he was from New York but he went to Williamsburg (VA) for work. I think he...
I don’t get this poem. It’s a cool...
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