October 23, 2011
When I was a kid, I wanted to be John Keats. To this day, nothing is more sublime than sitting with my copy of Keats (now held together with rubber bands and packing tape) and just soaking up the pages. And soaking up a bourbon that spent at least seven years in an oak barrel. [...]
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October 16, 2011
Three days ago, I heard a television ad disclaimer for Enbrel, or something. Doesn’t matter which it was. Just one of those products that sound like the engineers flunked spelling. The disclaimer said that their medication could cause “abnormal dreams.” Right then, I knew it was time to go through my dream archives and sort [...]
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