probably more psychoeconomically put-out than i ought to be by steelers super-bowl victory. i share arts:
Parker novels by Richard Stark nee Donald Westlake
The Black Prince by Iris Murdoch
The Years of Lyndon Johnson by Robert Caro
The collected sonnets of Goodie Mob
A lack of daydreams
Idle worship of ladies
Disorganized thinking. Working with commercial non-fiction manuscripts has turned my brain-parts a bit commercial and non-fictive. That’s a minor shame.
further notes, of items
Marlboro Reds (ill-advised pennsylvania truck-stop purchase attempting to extend my masculinity’s credit beyond its engineered failsafes)
Patient video interviews with Noel Gallagher
Lust for more mundane items, like a modesty curtain or a bed that’s not air-based
don’t sell what you couldn’t give away?