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.
My people call it “hubris”
He thought that he would avenge his father, repair his tattered legacy. He thought that it would be easy, after all, we have a large, well-trained, professional military bristling with high tech weapons. He thought that [more...]
September 9, 2004