http://www.salon.com/books/feature/2008/09/14/david_foster_wallace/index.html
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In my roommate's room, a pair of pants hang over the back of the chair I'm sitting in and I can't stop thinking, "Are these pants mine...?"
Monday, September 15, 2008
Trying to find beauty in destruction
I found out today that David Foster Wallace killed himself on Friday...
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Sunday, September 14, 2008
Crazy people at the mat
Maybe it's the full moon...but it appears to be crazy-people-at-the-laundry-mat night. The guy in the red hat says he has three kids. I believe the second one is named Nipple. I can't understand what he's saying for the other two, but "Nipple" is coming through loud and clear.
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Pre-coffee on a Sunday morning...
On our way to breakfast, I revisited an idea I had come up with about a year ago to create a people zoo. A place where people could occupy space for about a month and others could pay to come watch them.
Josh thinks that people would not pay to go somewhere to look at other people....unless the people were really doing something interesting. In this case, the people would have to have something they are trying to accomplish while occupying the space. Maybe a band trying to write a new album, or someone trying to break a record by hanging from the rafters... ? Just something interesting and somewhat active.
:)
Yeah??
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Saturday, September 13, 2008
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Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Work meetings
Patrick and I have a tradition of taking photos of each other during our weekly meetings and then sending them to each other and laughing. He's moving to the New York office, so I now have to take pictures of myself...
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Monday, September 1, 2008
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