Totally good and Gothic. Teenage woes at their most electrifying! You'll scream with woe.
Slick but detailed, this one's hard to put down - or at least easy to pick up. Way better than Middlesex. Thanks for asking.
Friday, November 5, 2010
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Middlesex. Book report by Chris Yarrison. Thank you.
Great book, if you're a sexual pervert. Highlights: incongruous genitals; incest.
Actually very good. Unique, except for the chatty narrative, which sometimes wanders out into crisp, beautiful prose. And I'm not a fan of the epic multi-generational family saga thing, to be honest. No one investigates a murder. No cowboys have an adventure in Mexico.
A young girl finds out she's a boy. There. That's it.
Still I'm compelled to explore Eugenides' slimmer debut, The Virgin Suicides, before moving along with my promised reading list.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
The Daily Wiley
"Chris, we just listened to the Decline. We have to talk." - Message from Wiley last night (after song by Annie, "We love Chris and he loves you, giggle, giggle," bravo, and did I hear Ben in the background? I did, didn't I.)
It is normal to want to talk to someone you're close to after listening to NOFX's 1999 EP - which, as I'm sure you all know, is just one really long song that rules.
Miles and I once listened to it over and over again on our way to the beach, in the limpid summer sunshine, long before the breaking point. (The breaking point came at 5 am when we decided we were too tired not to not leave and left and had to sleep in an empty parking lot.)
Anyway, did it give you some ideas, Wiley? Do you want to learn to play trombone? Do you want to listen exclusively to late 90's punk and ska from now on? You've heard everything else and there's nothing better? No Use for a Name? The Dead Milkmen? LAGWAGON?!?!?! Greg Graffin's new book, Anarchy Evolution: Faith, Science, and Bad Religion in a World without God?
Tell me. I support you always. For now:
It is normal to want to talk to someone you're close to after listening to NOFX's 1999 EP - which, as I'm sure you all know, is just one really long song that rules.
Miles and I once listened to it over and over again on our way to the beach, in the limpid summer sunshine, long before the breaking point. (The breaking point came at 5 am when we decided we were too tired not to not leave and left and had to sleep in an empty parking lot.)
Anyway, did it give you some ideas, Wiley? Do you want to learn to play trombone? Do you want to listen exclusively to late 90's punk and ska from now on? You've heard everything else and there's nothing better? No Use for a Name? The Dead Milkmen? LAGWAGON?!?!?! Greg Graffin's new book, Anarchy Evolution: Faith, Science, and Bad Religion in a World without God?
Tell me. I support you always. For now:
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Inspector Krevin
Our undercovers dick has unearthed some serious blogs. Why is there a conspiracy of silence on these?
hussey Leo: great attic, great art.
Voms I Have Known TOM OPALAK?!?!
Also, I like Chocolate Bicycle, from Annie's blog.
And my own seacret: Langer!
So many good blogs! I hope they add more hours to the day soon, it already takes me a week to read the morning news.
hussey Leo: great attic, great art.
Voms I Have Known TOM OPALAK?!?!
Also, I like Chocolate Bicycle, from Annie's blog.
And my own seacret: Langer!
So many good blogs! I hope they add more hours to the day soon, it already takes me a week to read the morning news.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Broken Prhombus
Oops! Everyone, I forgot I promised the famous online director of the hippest wedding magazine, The Knot, that I'd read Middlesex at some point, so that's what I'm going to do before getting to your borrowed books. It'll give me an excuse to call him and harass him.
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