Infinite Jest

What kind of person rewards herself for reading 52 books in 52 weeks (almost 16,000 pages “officially,” a few hundred more if we count the books I started and didn’t finish) by buying and starting to read a 1079-page book?

52 Books in 52 Weeks: Final List

Hooray!  The 15 I loved most are marked with asterisks (which is not to say I didn’t love many of the others, but these are the 15 I keep bringing up and telling people they must read).

The Book of Laughter and Forgetting by Milan Kundera
Against Happiness by Eric G. Wilson
How We Got Insipid by Jonathan [...]

Project-less

I have two short-term post-52-Books-Project goals:

Learn a lot of words.  GRE words.
Read Infinite Jest by David Foster Wallace, as part of this big group.  Which, incidentally, seems like something DFW probably wouldn’t be that into.  But whatever.

I’m not done with The Brothers Karamazov yet, but I’m making good progress, and I’m on vacation this week, [...]

Charles, Ray, and Louis C. in Every Corner

…If only I were talking about my home and not my mail…
I hope I bought enough Eames stamps last year to tide me over until the USPS comes out with a reasonably nice design again (and yes, I know the two 1-cent stamps on every envelope are sort of ridiculous, but at least they’re Tiffany… [...]

Best Weekend of June, Maybe Summer

1.) Westword Music Festival (or whatever it’s called)
2.) Art Students League of Denver art sale (one block away!!!).  I thought I’d be able to afford something this year, but now I’m not sure…
3.) Plethora of garage sales (I kind of want a bike!  I just don’t want to lug it up and down three flights [...]

Danger, danger

There is a restaurant in Boulder, Spud Brothers, that serves only French fries.  I went there today, and I definitely approved of my classic fries with parsley and garlic aioli.  It’s probably a very good thing I live so far away.
I wish I hadn’t only bought healthy food at the store this week.  What was [...]

When I’m Blocked I Make Lists

Decided never to wax my eyebrows again.  From here on out: only threading.
Listening to Bill Callahan and St. Vincent.  Night and day.  Both fantastic.
My week in concerts: Neko Case Saturday, where I received tickets to St. Vincent on Tuesday and A Camp on Saturday.  St. Vincent conflicted with the lovely Leonard Cohen, so I tried [...]

This is How I Felt for 80% of April

Better now.  Still not writing much.  Obviously.