So It Goes
RIP: Kurt Vonnegut (1922-2007) The Sirens Of Titan, his second book, was our first. And it was the one. The one that opened everything up and created a source of weird that would last us the duration of that coat and tie hell-jail called high school. We held onto that book until the covers fell off and the pages yellowed and it disappeared.
Which is not unlike what is happening to Britney Spears’ mind.
constantly amazed at how brittles takes the right elements and puts them together all wrong. and erratically. except for the dumb goofy grin, the staple/thread that runs through every outfit.
oh man. that was a most impressive comparison/segue, spencer.
great thinkers who spend their days pondering the complexities of the time-space continuum in relation to our meaningless strife filled lives are bound to get depressed and a little insane.
spose kurt thought about this stuff, too?
Every one of those Brit pics could be tagged “I Can Has Cheezburger?”
There has to be real bull hormone in Red Bull cuz all you ever see is her laying around on chaise lounges & yet she never loses the Lou Ferrigno buff.
the onion had a cute thing re Vonnegut and something about mini Snickers bars which I’m sure is related to Britney but haven’t figured out how yet
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Never read Sirens, but loved Slaughterhouse. He had a real appreciation for insanity and a sort of warmth to his humor that put him ahead of D. Adams. On par with the Sam Elliot cowboy in Lebowski, only less lame. 2c anyway…