January 2010
7 posts
Shine A Light
When American Airlines Flight 587 crashed in Rockaway, I was off from school in observance of Veterans Day. I was on my bed watching Live with Regis and Kelly, waiting for a green facemask to dry on my face. It was two weeks until my Sweet 16 and I was concerned about my pores. Regis was getting on Kelly for never coming up to see his Mohegan Sun shows; he was up in Connecticut that weekend...
Nil By Mouth, Roger Ebert →
“I dreamed. I was reading Cormac McCarthy’s Suttree, and there’s a passage where the hero, lazing on his river boat on a hot summer day, pulls up a string from the water with a bottle of orange soda attached to it and drinks. I tasted that pop so clearly I can taste it today. Later he’s served a beer in a frosted mug. I don’t drink beer, but the frosted mug evoked for...
we are what we dream
The power of the dead is that we think they see us all the time. The dead have a presence. Is there a level of energy composed solely of the dead? They are also in the ground, of course, asleep and crumbling. Perhaps we are what they dream.”
don dellilo, white noise
resolutions from famous new yorkers →
Jimmy Breslin, 80
Author and newspaperman
First, you’ve got to find a way to get rid of Albany. They’ve got people up there — I mean, all you have to do is look at what they’re up to. For 30 years, they let this guy Bruno, for example, just go on and on and on. It’s the seat of larceny, so I say just get rid of it.
Then you have to start a real newspaper. Do the newspapers today even attack...
