Ah, that day when my friends Sara and Lance and I went to the Hirshhorn gallery to see the Laurie Anderson exhibit, and turned around to discover that we were being followed by… Laurie Anderson.

Ah, that day when my friends Sara and Lance and I went to the Hirshhorn gallery to see the Laurie Anderson exhibit, and turned around to discover that we were being followed by… Laurie Anderson.
In the last twenty-four hours, I’ve received a whole bunch of g-world g-mails. I usually get about one a month. I can only assume that this is because of interest in Google’s Gmail thing, and on a hunch I [more...]
The writer Helene Hanff came to fame after publishing her years of correspondence with an antiquarian bookseller in London. To find just the books she wanted, it was easier to reach out across the Atlantic then to [more...]
What’s on when I’m not around, like a creepy shadow crawling about when no one can see? “Night Gallery” on the Starz Mystery channel. Ooooh…. Oh, one weird thing about Mystery: they are [more...]