Rest in Peace, Wayne Thiebaud
What few professors tip us busboys and dishwashers give me Amazon cards, I read all Percival Everett novels eventually and knew this came out October past and on the urgent recommendation of a friend last Friday I downloaded *The Trees* from my shitlord's orb to my shitlord's device and in five hours port-to-ported it
I don't do reviews, I'd only fuck it up for you, I offer you my vouch and shout myself kaboomed, the smartest and angriest and funniest and ouchiest and importantest and mirrorest and self-interrogatingest and brilliantest novel you've read since the last one, but I'm serious, do
I'm now a third into Joy Williams' *Harrow,* so far promising if not *The Trees* after a third-in already kaboom, I don't do reviews, I'd only fuck it up for you, what's important only to me: the ramification for Big Blue Bible, assuming I finish *Harrow,* MGM Sports Book, Dave Johnson will tell you in a WTOP radio ad before traffic and weather on the eights (and every other commercial break), gives me +125 on the Money Line to finish *Harrow,* and you can parlay that bet on whether I will finish Big Blue Bible (and if you don't think I'll finish it bet the over-under on the page I stop! Currently 425 with a hook)
Big Blue Bible be *Books of Jacob* by Olga Tokarczuk, a book to0 stomach-heavy for my brain to read front to back without sherbet intervals in the narrow daily windows I can read. I like it, mind, and will keep reading it since none of my obsolete reading prohibitions self-enforced any longer and I now permit myself to come and go (see Marcel), understanding the main, not remembering the subtweets but enough echoes back to ingest the gist
But reading an extremely fast-paced and easily readable 288 page amazingly funny and vital and, um, harrowing novel in five hours, it's been years since I'd, 288 pages in Big Blue Bible will get me from Jesus Cracker's birthday to his deathday but only if the deathday is in April
Speaking of crackers, read Percival Everett's *The Trees,* the best novel about America I've read since the last and until the next
OUT OF METROPOLIS
1/ i read venky's review of alan lightmam's book in praise of wasting time - i was reminded ofReplyDelete
2/i see venky ends his self-description I derive inspiration from Henry David Thoreau's immortal lines, "If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away."
i wonder if venky knows the mike nesmith-penned song "different drum" - he may, but maybe not - he seems to be a relatively young fellow - he states Led Zeppelin is ambrosia but never ever talk to me about Justin Beiber!
3/i have recently read and listened to some of the thought of iain mcgilchrist
4/i don't know how much longer i must keep my non-preferred arm in a sling
5/how is my arm, to which i reply
b/compared to what?
6/a very merry christmas, and a happy new year - let's hope it's a good one, without any fear