"…something like the supervisor of an entire team of political agents…"
Cecil Vortex I’d like to try opening a new thread on Week 1 of GRDM — we have 26 comments on the first thread and it might help us to start fresh every 20 or so comments. So if you’ve got a comment to add on the first batch (or so) of GR pages, please starting posting … Read more
Five minutes after the lights go down I hear a familiar rustling two seats over. Someone’s making things happen. I’m a little stressed but not surprised when a hand in the darkness offers two white pills. “No thanks,” I say, false cool, thinking: “I am old dude.” The hand withdraws. A minute later, I ask: … Read more
“Hey Potty-Mouth! Like, stop expanding my toddler’s vocabulary.” shouts my inner, angry uptight beatnik to this guy sitting two rows back. And I toss an espresso over one shoulder into the eyes of this small-smiling fuck. I maim him with my poetry. I thunder him with cartoon thoughts in my inner, angry, uptight beatnik mind.
Welcome to the end of week 1! Got any insights on the first 50 pages? Advice for the weary? Complaints about bunions? If you’re on the march, this is the spot to share, to care, and to shout out. (I should also say, for them what’s interested in qualifying toward Poobah status and fabulous GRDM … Read more
“Live for today,” he said “We’re all going to die.” “Especially you,” she replied. It was a short conversation.
Today it begins — our first few steps on “The Gravity’s Rainbow Deathmarch.” And I will admit the obvious — that I’m a little intimidated by this old book. But I can share this as well: the last two days, I went off on a little scouting mission — read the first few pages — … Read more
Last night I dreamt that Shaquille O’Neal dropped by my house. He had a lot on his mind and he was looking for a distraction — a chat, maybe a movie. I was happy to see him. We talked for a bit, Shaq and me. Then California Representative Maxine Waters showed up, and she was … Read more
Cell phone calls in public toilets. Smelling funny. Mysteries. “What? What?” But there’s no mistress. No jealous second life. Just nervous habits.
Here’s another one of them there standards, with keys and vocals and antique steamer howl and yes, perhaps, yes indeed: the sound of time itself. It’s a confusing, some might say outrageous sentiment for this holiday week: The Best Things in Life Are Free, written by B.G. DeSylva, Lew Brown, and Ray Henderson back in … Read more
We’re right around 30 people strong and launch is next week. If you haven’t yet purchased a copy of Gravity’s Rainbow, and you intend to deathmarch, now’s a great time to pick one up. One thing you don’t want to do is show up for a Gravity’s Rainbow Deathmarch without Gravity’s Rainbow. See you back … Read more