What I’m reading: A Fan’s Notes, by Frederick Exley
What I’m listening to: Oblivion with Bells, by Underworld
What I’m watching: Gerald Green’s cupcake dunk.
What I’m drinking: Water. I’m taking a few days off from the lush life.
Where I’m going: Home!
What I’m happy about: Surprising my brother by coming out to St. Louis for his 40th birthday party last night.
What I’m sad about: Boarding my 4th Embraer ERJ 145 in a span of 52 hours. (We also had a party in Tulsa this weekend.)
What I’m pondering: This post from Donald Pittenger on great artists who hit a peak and never manage to come anywhere near it again. I thought Philip Roth’s late run makes for a good counter-example, but I know a lot of people find him irrelevant.
