I like the bench seat in the back of the bus, and it was where I was sitting this morning. Not that it should have anything to do with it, but I was not reading my book because it was a bright, sun-shiney morning. It was too nice to be buried in DFW’s thoughts on Michael Joyce as a tennis player.
August 28, 2009
January 20, 2009
October 28, 2008
Listen to this
I probably find this more brilliant than I should. But it’s still brilliant.