oh no! paris review! although apparently this news is older than me, i didn't know it til today. sad yall:
All of which means that at the dawn of the CIA’s era of coups and nefarious plots, America’s most celebrated apolitical literary magazine served, in part, as a covert international weapon of soft power.last night i made the most deliciously extremely overly hot dish that has ever existed, thanks in a large part to dave's insanity sauce, which i may have spilled a weeeeeee bit too much of in the dish. on the plus side, DEATH TO ALLERGIES! and speaking of allergies, last night saw the triumphant fifth plus return of shortbus, very, very, very preggers, and this morning saw her fleeing outdoors. poll for the audience: should i spay her? let her have her kittens then spay her? she's basically a street cat who occasionally enters my abode, kittens are awesome, and i can't keep her inside long enough for her cabortion...
a word to the wise: the british consulate's parties are very boring even with jubileeing.
hey! this day today a long time ago, and depressing as fuck!
locked in syndrom, sad sad sad. there's a gallery showing of ali arif ersen and where he'd go if he weren't locked in. at milli reasurans art gallery and ohboy let's move on to some more chipper stuff!
this review in timeout istanbul is amazing - just takin this sentence alone: "if you ask me, one of the most impressive things about [name] is he's from austria, the homeland of classical music, a place that makes us think of grand structures, gold leaf, porcelain." - i too would want to be written up on the basis of my nationality.
gotta get off the depressing topics theme... onto underground railroads and the best book about science ever!
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