We talk about everything and nothing, devoting 15 minutes to a debate about what to call the odd shade of blue that an old house of ours was painted, 20 minutes to a discussion of the perfect martini. We talk over cards and over carbs, as soon as we wake up and until the moment we doze off, with the TV on and with the stereo playing. Talking is our default setting, and talking is our cardio.
-Frank Bruni, Silent Night? Not With Us
So tired of fire, so tired of smoke. So tired of fearing, so tired of dark. Send me an angel, save me. I want to have a good day today.
-David Lynch, second song, Crazy Clown Time
sweet bruni bear. Nice post, nice dispatch from the night