I paid a visit to the downstairs neighbors, who were watching TV.
And down, down, down, through that long dark rabbit-hole of giggles, through curlicue pigtails of conversation butt-ends that had lost their beginnings, somehow someone turned on “The Real World: Chicago.”
As I don’t have MTV (or any cable, for that matter) I’d not seen “The [...]
Me vs. The Postmodern: A Staring Contest — 9/11 on “The Real World”
The Raw and the Cooked
The raw and the cooked (December 28, 2001)
The mood-lights of Miki Cafe made everything surreal, as if people weren’t quite real, as if the silverware was floating just above the table which was floating just above the floor. Perhaps I wasn’t real — I kept hearing other peoples’ words as if in echo down a [...]
