Jun 28, 2000
Jun 26, 2000
In sixth grade science class we sometimes had to read aloud from the textbook, taking turns according to the seating plan. Alex Danovitch must have worked out in advance which paragraph was going to be his and prepared himself. The stress got to him, because when he arrived at the word "organism" he said "orgasm". That must have been rough.
I don't think I ever mentinoned that I had a good time in Nashville. The bus was bad, but the actual visit was fun. We rented a snappy new Corrolla and stuck around the Hillsboro Village area which is all arty like Cambridge. We hiked around a lake too, I think I got some southern sasquach footage. I have various specialists looking at it now.
Jun 23, 2000
Gina! I'm back in Brookline. Maybe we'll check out Chicken Run this weekend. When I was a kid I knew that claymation wasn't cartoons and I knew that it wasn't quite real people either so I just hovered between fascination and freaked-outedness. It didn't help that all those shows were religious type deals.
Jun 22, 2000
Jun 21, 2000
I just looked at my first potential apartment in Manhattan. It was fine, basically it was like a little hotel room that costs $2000 a month. I told the guy to keep it under $2000/mo, in the elevator he said he had a huge loft for $2500/mo. If I said I wanted him to keep it under $3000/mo, would he say he had a castle next to the ocean on 14th street for $3500/mo?
Jun 19, 2000
Jun 17, 2000
When I was a kid I went to a plant store and saw lots of fuzzy cacti. I stroked and petted the fuzzy things. When I got home I had millions of infinitesimal spikes creating a burning sensation all over my hands. It took days to grow out. I just did it again this morning. It hurts to type.
Jun 15, 2000
Jun 13, 2000
I stopped by Luke's house today in time to see the cat present a dead bunny on the steps and then make its way to the friskies dish. What have we done to this species? This housecat killed for sport and then ate horrible processed food from a can. They're almost as bad as we are. At least they can lick themselves clean.
Jun 10, 2000
Jun 4, 2000
Greyhound Newsletter headlines: Blues master pisses self and nearby area of young Bostonian. Obese French woman uses "lost child" to scam seat - gets booted from bus. Amish overtake Nashville-bound bus, passengers complain of intense "spice" aroma. Self cannibalistic guitar student, gorges on own fingertip skin. Heavily medicated sadist eats saltines in sleep, brushes teeth fanatically. Captain "The Cleaner" Calvin - ace bus pilot, breaks official Greyhound speed record. Bus driver by day, comedian by night, "entertains" passengers into frenzy of laughter and pain. Biz Stone, Genius, arrives in Nashville - shaken, not stirred.
Jun 3, 2000
Many various bus rides from Boston to Nashville. Here's a snippet from the Cleveland to Cincinnati trip. Bus Driver to ancient bluesmaster next to me: "You pissed all over yourself." Bluesmaster: "Yeahhhh." Too bad the bus was full and I couldn't move for three hours. Go Greyhound!