The Defense tells the story of a man bestowed with deeper vision than most who seems only to be able to look at one thing—the chess board. Nabokov writes Luzhin’s life much like a chess game, whose developments are informed by the limitations of the pieces in play and guided by movements in the direction […] Read More..
A Romance you know, for Valentine’s Day. of course, everyone ought to know that my favorite february holiday—indeed, the only february holiday—is groundhog’s day. Read More..
Top Job Options if I don’t go to Grad School: (not necessarily in order) manage an espresso royale cafe drive a taxi cab seek sponsorship in a labor union go over the road in an eighteen-wheeler buy a shotgun and put in a bid for vice president of the US. Read More..
What’s wrong with me? Is it even me? it seems like I’ve had some incredible difficulties lately with customer service. all of it. everywhere. anytime I buy any sort of good or service, I run into some silly little inconvenience, some malfucktion or irritant that merits complaint. and when I dial those little numbers on […] Read More..
Purdue is out. Out of their friggin’ minds for rejecting me! It’s not so bad, I suppose. they were only my number one school. No big deal. actually, they were technically number two, considering that the U of I is my favorite. among the three that I considered real possibilities, Purdue was my favorite. and […] Read More..
My father taught me early that he wouldn’t always be therewith a hug and some tears as he left a failedmarriage and us kids for California I cried too because I thought I was supposed to;it would a shame to leave him alone in that. It took a few years for me to realize I […] Read More..
1. Spirit I was reminded of it when I hearda story about the first ever screening of a motion picture.People ran out of the room, afraidthat the oncoming train would hit them. 2. Son It wasn’t too differentfrom when I sat in the big gray Chevy vanoutside of a warehouse and waited as they loaded […] Read More..
On my second night outI could taste it in my spitlike I’d put pennies in my mouth, but not quitebitter, not so distasteful Over the next couple of daysit was in my legshiding inside the meatbut calling out so I wouldn’t forget it I breathed it in andsweated it out andwashed it off my clammy […] Read More..
Someone left a typewriterOne time last year, at the place where I workit ended up in the office, so I wrote a noteexplaining that I would take it if no one claimed itI put it in a closet at home, after playing with it once,then didn’t think of it again until Christmastime A couple of […] Read More..
I usually feel like a thiefwhen I walk through the Asian market. The Asians, usually Korean, look at me like a tourist. My guide is Japanese, but they might not know that, so it makes some kind of sense to feelthe way I did as a child, when it seemed thatall the clerks watched closely, […] Read More..