Roberto Bolano’s 2666

We’ve been in Maine in the little cabin on Long Pond for 9 days or so.  No DSL.  My cellphone stopped working in Ellsworth.  Landline went out for three days.  I finally got it together to make dial-up work.
I associate time here in Maine with reading long novels.  Last summer I read The Magic Mountain.  [...]

On the road

I feel guilty about our mini-van’s gas-guzzler qualities.  But for 17 driving hours on the road with two kids and two cats, it definitely has some big advantages over a car.  (The trip took three gas fill-ups — about $100.)
The cats did well.  They were in two separate cat containers.  I think they missed one [...]

Reflections on the NBA Finals/ live-blogging Game 4

I’m digging the globalism/cosmopolitanism of the NBA.  In these finals, on Orlando there’s Mickael Peteus (French-African, a big joker apparently, seems charming), Hedo Terkoglu (Turkish; fantastic, 6′ 10″ but can pass like a guard; the Prime Minister of Turkey called him to wish him a good game), Marcin Gortat (7′ Polish monster – a real [...]

the Hinkleburger

I lost my debit card, Am Ex card, faculty i.d. and driver’s license last weekend.  My wallet had a ripped pocket and I think everything fell out somewhere in the farmer’s market.  I have enough faith in the friendly small-town experience that I kept waiting for someone to get in touch… but no dice.  To [...]

Juliana Hatfield memoir

I got around to reading the Juliana Hatfield memoir When I Grow Up.  I read the Dean Wareham one recently (Black Postcards) too. The two books feel like they constitute a minor wave of memoirs of 1990s semi/almost rock stardom.  Wareham (of Galaxie 500 and Luna) and Hatfield both had comparable experiences as indie stars [...]