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All these disparate things I’ve been mulling over this year are coming together, which is amazing, but overwhelming. I’m at this interesting place of not wanting to romanticize or pathologize what makes me tick, so to speak, and I hope I can stay in this place for a while. There is huge potential for learning. There is the real possibility of adaptation. And now I’m thinking of the tragedy of the Sandman. I know none of this sounds very concrete, but it’s complex and would require so many blog entries and footnotes that I would become sick of myself.

I’m still thinking about David Foster Wallace.  I’ve listened to some audio and watched this interview with Charlie Rose. I wish I would have seen him read. I actually wish I could talk to him, silly as that sounds.

I hope Obama kicks McCain’s ass tonight. I’m soooo sick of this. Seriously, the idea that John McCain and Sarah Palin could be running our country. What a fucking nightmare. What’s the difference between Sarah Palin and a moron? Lipstick, right.  Except hot morons where lipstick and Palin’s not really that hot, at least not to me. And the moron math gets all screwy when you think that Sarah Palin actually said this in an interview with CNBC’s Kudlow & Co. As for that VP talk all the time, I’ll tell you, I still can’t answer that question until somebody answers for me what is it exactly that the VP does every day?