a paean to the New Yorker

Steeze this: because I'm paid up and already a subscriber at the New Yorker, they will ship me my magazine in Africa at no extra charge. Hooray for mental masturbation on another continent.

My 9/11 New Yorker is going into storage next year alongside most of the rest of my belongings. I miss Susan Sontag.


I'm listening to:
Weezer- Blue Album