Dear the World, Life is sad. And while, sure, there are hurricanes and earthquakes, tsunamis and volcanoes, it’s largely sad because we make it sad. So here’s the deal: If you’ve got something that sucks, ditch it. Quit your job. Drop out of school. Break up with your abusive lover. Don’t be afraid to reach. [...]

God forbid there should be disagreement in matters of taste, right?

Robert Zemeckis, Angelina Jolie, Anthony Hopkins, Crispin Glover, John Malkovich Malkovich Malkovich: Beowulf.

There is something like a household rule against ethnography inside the house — prejudiced, perhaps, but understandable. And subjects object to interviews in the rain. This bites. Studio rent is too damned expensive.

Sing huzzah for the life of the soilèd worm!

…is Punk. Rawk.

Friday night was the fiftieth anniversary of the Six Gallery reading, at which Allen Ginsberg first read his poem ‘Howl‘. The poem was scandalous for its day in several ways, not least of which was its overt homosexuality. LitQuake had an anniversary reading with all sorts of famous San Franciscans, but I couldn’t afford a [...]

I’ve been a little gun-shy, these days, when it comes to posting about fieldwork. It progresses, but very slowly. Something crazy, happened last week, though, which has jack-all to do with the lives of the people I’m interviewing, but which might be related to my work:

Worry brings an end to a person in Wood Building.